Poo

Everything hurts. My neck. My glute/ham. My sinuses. My back. My hips. My face is so broken out I look like a damned meth head. I'm exhausted, all the time. I'm emotional.

I'm going to do the master cleanseMaster Cleanse. I'm going to step down starting tomorrow.

First, no coffee. Should be fun! No meat, nothing processed, no eggs or dairy.

Thursday I'll go to raw fruits and veggies, then Friday I'll dive right in to the lemonade. I hope I can make it 3 days- my goal is 5. I bet my family will have me bound to a chair and force feeding me donuts by Sunday, I'll be such a joy!

The worst part sounds like the laxative. Ugh. Sea Salt mixed with 1 liter of water before bed? Oh stop. I'm getting all excited.

It's official. I just ate the last black and white cookie I had hidden in the cabinet. Detox starts tomorrow.