Day 9

Sometimes on this detox you have your up days and you have your down days. Today, was a down day for me. I have been wanting solid food all day long. I have been grouchy, irritable, and starving. I have thought about a nice turkey and cheese sandwich with spicy mayo with lettuce and tomato. I have thought about home baked macaroni and cheese. The kind you put in an oven. I have though about how today is Sunday. It is like national food day because everyone is all cozy on Sundays with loved ones eating food. Here I am drinking juice, pity party for table of 1 please. I cleaned out the cabinets today to get my mind off everything. I reorganized it and it didn't bother me to see all the food. I then did the fridge. I got rid of all the condiments but once I stared seeing BBQ sauce and my favorite mustard, I was in a stink. I started questioning myself to why I started this or why I feel like I have no self control. I have proven to myself that  I do have self control and now I am making the association between wanting food or being actually hungry. I blame it on being Sunday and being bored. During the week I am fine because I am at work and have no time to think about it because I am busy with the kids. On the weekends I enjoy every second relaxing and doing nothing. However, I think I am going to start being busy. I sat outside today and read, I watched movies, I watched my room mate empty oil out of his pan ( yes I was that desperate to keep entertained), I complained and complain and complained about being hungry to my boyfriend. I did all of this to keep my mind off of food. I juiced my normal 4 glasses today and this is what I blame it on. PMS.

Yes. the dreaded PMS. Now, if your a guy reading this, feel free to exit and wait until tomorrow's post. Ill see you then. .... Ok, now since the guys are outta here, let me continue. So every woman knows PMS stinks sucks. During this time, I want food. A lot of it. I want sweets and when I want it. I can house tacos like you've never seen during this time. I am like a freight train barrelling down at 100mph with steam blowing out of my engines and I'm ready to plow anything in my path. I remember when I was 10 my friends mom always wore this shirt that said "I got PMS and a hand gun. Any questions?" I never knew at a young age what that meant. Now I need to borrow that shirt. My hormones are out of control and I want solids. I thought Valentines Day was hard, think again. This will be the hardest week thus far. I can feel it already. I was so close to saying "Just a little lunch meat wont hurt" YA RIGHT. I just needed to go away from the kitchen.

I have done some research and apparently, if you have bad cramping usually, while you are fasting there are no cramps. Ill report that to you and let you know.

Well today is a wrap. I want a hot shower and bed. It's 6pm. Remember you have ups and downs. Not everything is always gravy. They didn't say it was going to be easy, they just said it was going to be worth it.