Monday's weight: 135 (WHAT THE F**K OFF?!?!?)
Tuesday's weight: 136 (You have GOT to be kidding me)
It seems as though I am starting my cleanse back at my starting weight. Really now.
I'm almost positive the weight gain isn't an actual weight gain. More of a bloat disaster. It's Premenstrual Hell Week y'know.
Regardless, it's CLEANSE DAY!!!
Day 1 has been an experience. I drank some things I didn't even know were vegetables in their previous life. I gagged on many a meal. MANY.
I'm not all that hungry
I don't miss food. No. Wait. I do miss food. I just don't miss it like I thought I would.
Coffee? Shmoffee. Didn't miss it today. Ok, only a little.
Cranky. So much cranky. The poor children. Patience left with solid food. Damn she's fickle!
Slight headache. Minor but irritating.
I am SO cold. SO cold. Very very weird.
Sad sad sick Scott. Barf bucket sick. The cleanse does not like Scott very much.
Spending so much time with Robert and Breanna.
Honestly, suffering together is kinda fun. It's going to be one of those things that I will never do again but will always remember fondly. Nothing forges you together like a ridiculous challenge.
Quote of the Day:
From the bathroom
At the kitchen table
Breanna to Krista: Do you want to go check on him?? (insert worried frown)
From the bathroom:
Scott: No! I'm ok! My poo just smells like juice!!! EW!!!
(Which of course made him gag. Double ew.)
I suspect Day 2 is going to be a whole hell of a lot worse than Day 1. At least I can take heart that by lunch time the whole darn thing will be half over!