Hello everyone!
Greetings from the darkside...
Sorry I haven't been around, I've been busy having a fine old time with myself. Ugh!
So I mostly stayed on track with the eating healthy raw vegan fare...
But remember my stint about my brother and Red Robin?
He's very convincing!
I suppose there are worse things in the world than Boca Burgers and french fries... well.
Anyway. I am back to say, with my tail between my legs of course, that if you don't return to the world of the eating after a 40 day fast SLOWLY and cautiously, you will experience the following post-fast rewards and prizes:
-serious bloating
-vomiting
-rapid weight gain (you think losing a pound a day is fun? try gaining a pound a day, LOL. no no, it wasn't that bad but today i feel like a little bloated PMS sausage, hehe)
-somebody's new size 2 jeans not fitting
-more bloating, hehehe
-super slow digestion
-difficulty sleeping
Heehee.
OK, so I was mostly good. But I don't know what came over me - I seriously was ravenous a few days here and there and let myself overdo and paid the price. So I have put back on more than I would have liked to since I ended my fast, when was it, October 10th? Bummer.
But it's not like it was a shock, I knew by eating naughty stuff I was making my own bed but -
BUT - I refuse to sit here and lie in it!
No sir. (or ma'am).
I am going back on the MC for a few days to clear out whatever remnants of "
food I should not have been eatin'" are floating around in me (did I mention that I ate some coleslaw? I had to go to Florida for my great aunt's funeral and my aunt made some of my grandmother's recipe.. I couldn't resist. Gah!!).
I don't even dare get on a scale right now. I'll do that on Sunday. After a few days of cleansing. eheehe.
Also, I am enjoying the wonders of PMS bloat again.
Yuck.
Oh, an update on the Nation of Lemon. I finally juiced el Presidente. (see previous post). There's a brand new box of Organic Lemons in the fridge now, with some young upstarts vying for a position of power on the top shelf. El Presidente was overthrown and relegated to the trash bag when I realised he was getting all soft and squishy on his backside. You see? That's just how things work in LemonPolitics. The moment your looks go and nobody wants you anymore... So sad. Well, I have to open the box later and we'll see who his successor will be.
OK, so folks. Let your former Miss Perfect here be the town's bad example of What Not To Do post-fasting. I don't mind. You don't ever get to pick yourself up off the ground if you don't let yourself fall from time to time, right?
Maybe I just missed all of you too much to stay away, yes I am sure that's it.
Will report more later. (Can't quite decide if I should begin today or tomorrow, you all know how much I like starting a fast on a Thursday night. I drank the tea and SWF last night just in case I felt like starting the MC today, but who knows.. I'm just a fly by the seat of my pants kind of guy, er...girl. See how I feel later...
today. tomorrow. today? tomorrow?)