It's the 9th day.
That is all.
Whaaaaaa??? That is NOT all. My manual is done and I am so happy about that.
master cleanse
It's the 9th day.
That is all.
Whaaaaaa??? That is NOT all. My manual is done and I am so happy about that.
In addition to losing my appetite, I've lost my will to write about not having an appetite.
Mostly.
I'm gonna kick this off w/ some non-cleanse stuff. If there are any single ladies (ages 38-45) out there, one of my students is the casting director for The Bachelor. Apparently they're trying a season of young guy/older woman on for size and they're short on candidates. He's (my friend, not the impending Bachelor), pulling his hair out looking for women. I swear I'm not making this up. Let me know.
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Today is day 7. I'm pretty sure I must be messing something up because Sach was saying she had boundless energy at this point. I don't. I mean, my energy is a little bit better, but I attribute that to the no coffee. Anyway, the dark circles under my eyes are disappearing and my skin tone seems to be evening, so something's working.
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Get this: tonight I taped my class for my workbook (which is due WEDNESDAY) and it didn't tape. I accidentally turned it off one second into taping. Sigh. There's probably some cosmic reason for this but it's escaping me right now.
Because you asked, here are the details of the cleanse:
6-12 glasses a day of:
Plus you do like a salt wash at night.
Today is day 6 and last night I can say that I went out to a bachelorette party and had a good time despite the no eating/drinking. (Note: I'm foregoing the opportunity to muse on bachelorette parties because I am supposed to be doing my workbook right now.)
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Happy Mother's Day to my mom and to Hav's mom.
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I feel really fortunate that not having the ocean nearby is softened by the proximity of Runyan Canyon. It's just kinda fun.
I'm supposed to be at a Hanuman workshop right now, but I'm trying to finish my f**king manual. Yes, they gave us a one week extension, so yes, I should be done by now, but I'm not. So I'm neither at my workshop that I paid for, nor am I working. I'm blogging. Because it's really important to tell you that I'm at Day 5!!
Half way!!!
I keep waiting for the moment when I don't crave eating. I'm not hungry - so it's not that. I just mean that I miss pancakes and coffee. You know how often I eat pancakes? About once a year. That's how retarded this is.
You may be wondering, well, why are you still doing this if it's so horrible? Because I'm really curious. And I've made it half way so I might as well finish.
Good news on the mostly-fasting front: it's getting easier. To the point where it was already 3:00 and when I realized I was hungry. I told Christine, "Oh dude, I gotta go eat lunch." Or drink it, as it were.
My friend Kristin told me today (rockstar did it for 11 days) that after day 6 you get high. To be clear she followed that with, "Well, I mean, I don't know if you get that way with fruit juice." Holy Jesus I'm only drinking three classes of green - no sugar added - juice a day. If I don't get something outta this, bodies will be found.
I should tell you that nearly every thought is focused around this cleanse. Even when I'm working I'm constantly like, "only x more days." A nobler, more enlightened me would kick this like Gandhi did when he looked at fasting as a privilege. He even had a bunch of gratitude around it and shit. Clearly I'm not there yet.