THIS IS THE END, MY FRIENDS! Day three! I can practically taste the coffee (cough, vodka, cough). Honestly, it hasn’t been that bad. I just feel like Laura Ingalls Wilder’s poor mom who has to make every g-d meal from scratch and then clean up for an hour and then start all over again.
missed the detox/prep info or day one? check em out!
I slept pretty well after my first day on the detox. I was really concerned I would be too hungry to sleep (as was the issue with the juice cleanse I did last summer- I just stared at the ceiling and fumed at the self-created unnecessary situation I was in and counted the minutes), but I was completely satisfied after yesterday’s meals. WHAT HAVE I BECOME!?
AND SO IT BEGINS!
Like those on any major journey/life-changing sojourn, I was excited and clueless. Doesn’t three days sound so short, especially when this basically promises to turn me into a waif-like vegan sprite in just 72 hours?*
*this doesn’t promise this at all.
Next week, I am doing something a little different on Real Hockwives. Rather than turning my fingers green from whatever horrible jewelry line a real housewife is hocking this week, I decided to turn to the much-reviled goddess of all things smug and healthy, Miss Gwyneth “GOOP” Paltrow.