To kick off the New Year in a healthy fashion, top of my To Do list was to do a detox for a fortnight.
I reasoned that I would have company in my misery as my boyfriend of 3 years, J, would be joining me in my quest, that I would have expert guidance (J's from a family of naturopaths) and that after all, I'd survived an even harder detox of 10 whole weeks less than a year ago and had reaped the benefits.
Essentially, the detox consists of a Thermophase (a powder to assist detoxification) smoothie each morning and vegetables, fruit and lean grilled meat for lunch and dinner. No carbs, no sugar, no fat, no dairy, no caffeine, no alcohol. All in all, an excellent diet to re-boot my body for the coming year.
Six days in, I've had vegetable fritatta made with soy milk only, lots of Thermophase, umpteen pieces of fruit, every vegetable under the sun (or so it feels like) and plenty of plain grilled meat and chicken. I'm proud of having managed to steer completely clear of the junkier foods that would usually tempt me and I can already feel my body getting stronger and healthier.
Except.
Right now, I would sell my soul for a Triple Cheeseburger.
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