Master Cleanse Day 31
"Holy eff you're so so small!"
I have on only one layer, a under armor top (you know, spandex) so it hugs everything and Mister Squee has his big hands wrapped around my now much smaller waist and hips.
"I mean there's nothing there," He says; meaning the middle of my body. "You were small and lost weight and then regained some and now it is just all gone again. How did that happen? How did that happen so fast?"
I choose; *Rhetorical question! No need to answer." I kiss his neck and smile.
Never confess friends. Not even if your delicious meaty husbands hands are on ya! He's such a Sexy Beast
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The last few days I have felt the center of my body spring back into shape, like tightening and firming. I can almost see a six pack and in 5 more pounds at 119, I will see it. I was that small at 17. And I felt remarkable power in my body all the time. I want that back now. Not later. Willing to suffer to get there.
And suffer I have.
For a couple days feeling like I was going to pass out. I'm not drinking enough lemonade (Read; almost none .. bad bad bad girl!) and I am pushing each SWF and enemas. Toxins could not be shoved out any faster. I really do not recommend what I am doing unless you are an advanced faster and have been a raw and fruity vegan for a number of years.
But (Butt) it has taken a lot of size specifically off the center of my body.
Two days ago at the gym I stayed in the sauna for 40 minutes and then almost passed out about 4 different times. My period, doesn't really actually seem to want to stop. It's cleansing my girlie parts, but it is quite weakening to tell the truth. I have been resting as much as I can. And watching mukbangs. But not of vegans. Only food I would never ever eat. Not tempted at all by food I would not eat. It's relaxing though. Watching other people binge eat is making me a size true size 2.
This morning a massive amount of slime rope worm ... whatever it is ... all slithered out ... bright fluorescent yellow. Tht's bile from fat being burned by the way. When your butt pee is bright yellow? Bile. Liver. I would say that the worm like stuff was two feet long easily.
I feel much much better now.
Last night I was pretty sure I was going to need to stop the cleanse. Now I feel better.
Two days ago Mister Squee said, "You're so thin! You want ... a donut?"
Like an idiot I started to talk about yelp's top 10 donut shops in Pasadena. There's one that is in Le Ghetto that I have always seen and wondered why they had so many people in there. I tell him about the yelp reviews, cause face it ... yelp is hilarious.
And of course, post gym, he insists on taking me there even though I told him I don't eat donuts anymore.
"Do I want a donut? No, I don't want one donut. I want twelve thousand donuts. I want to eat donuts til I get sick. Because donuts are addictive and make false promises. I'll end up weighing 800 pounds. I'll be trapped in trailer and they will have to come cut me out while Richard Simmons yells, "Just put down the donuts Squeegy!" ... AND ... see ... I have always wanted to meet Richard Simmons."
"So? No? No donut?"
"No donut."
And .... in an hour .....There we are. Outside of Pasadena's best donut-a-ria. There's a party store there with a series of pinatas. Donald Trump piñata. Obama piñata. No Hillary though. Is it bad showmanship to beat her with a bat til candy flies out? Is it too sexist? Should I be upset? I need answers.
We walk into the donut shop and He looks around ... it looks like ... you could get ebola. He says, "This is it? This is all the donuts? I'm not impressed." I say, "Great, let's go home."
As a non donut non sabotage-ing aside .... That sauna probably helped fry the worm thing outta my guts.
Yesterday Mister Squee walks thru the kitchen and I hug him. He says, "You're tiny! So skinny! Want me to get you .... some ... pie?"
"Pie? Ewww gross no."
(I've never liked pie. I don't understand pie. That creepy crust and then pudding ... ew)
So. It looks like it's gunna be an uphill battle. But I do love to run up hills.
Weight 124
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