Superbowl Sunday - otherwise known as Day 8

This was my view a few years ago while watching the Superbowl -- the scoreboard from my seat at Alltel Stadium while basking in the warm Florida sunshine, eating oh-so-bad-for-you food and sipping champagne. And every year since we've either gone to a party, had a party or made our way to a nice Sports pub to watch the big game which always meant things like chicken wings, nachos, and (my personal favorite football beverage) beer. Ah, glory days.

This year my view is going to be slightly different, not to mention my choice of food & drink (just the thought of the tea is giving me stomach cramps). It is Day 8 of the Master Cleanse and I'm feeling fine, other than the occasional missing of food and boredom that comes from not eating anything solid. Only a few more days to go until I can get back to things like a good Vietnamese soup.

Rachel has decided to go to her brother in law's for a little Superbowl get-together, which is really brave on Day 8, considering the last time she did the cleanse she made it to Day 8. Seriously, if I saw a Seven-Layer dip I'd dunk my entire head into the bowl -- forget the nachos (and dignity). Who could blame you given that kind of temptation? I have decided to barricade myself in my house and avoid society in general. It's worked for me the entire week, so another couple of days is going to be a breeze.

When reading the book, it states that some people experience some sort of zen like state on Day 8, as the serious toxins start to be expelled. Sounds appealing doesn't it? No Zen moments for me, just a few stomach rumbles. There is nothing enlightening about that. Maybe you get so faint from not eating food you think it's some sort of shift in conscienceness.

On the up side, I am down 10 lbs from the start date one week ago. Bonus. I haven't been running (afraid I'll pass out and fly off the back of the treadmill) but I have been getting some exercise on my Wii Fit. Nothing like doing a little log jumping and boxing to get out a little stress and get your mind off of the fact that you haven't eaten in a week (and it seems to be working).

Like spending time on the Wii fit, it's all about keeping busy and keeping my eye on the prize (prize = food). So today, I will watch the Superbowl, embrace the Oregon sunshine, and watch all the commercials (minus the ones about food), and live vicariously through my friends who are celebrating, while I drink yet more lemonade cleansing mix and wonder when I'll get hit next with stomach pains bad enough to make me think I am about to give birth to a baby elephant. And all of this with a 70 lb Labrador on my lap. This will most definitely be a Superbowl to remember.