Well, I kept my promise and detoxed. Lemme tell you; it was not easy. I know everyone always says that it’s mind over matter and that other mental stuff, but I never really listened to it until a day into detoxing when all I wanted was a medium-rare steak, curly fries, and an apple pie.

Eating fruit and ONLY fruit is not the easiest thing in the world. In fact, it’s one of the hardest; swallowing that apple while you pass the Cheescake Factory in the mall is NOT easy. But it paid off like nobody’s business. By the end of the week, I felt energized, awake, and my skin had even cleared up. Whoah.

If you’re planning on detoxing, there’s already a pretty convenient diary on here that you should def check out. But I’ll tell you what carried me through those seven days; smoothies. Now, the recipes I’ll give you all have milk or yogurt in them for people who don’t want to detox but still want a tasty, healthy lunch. If you’re actually detoxing, replace the yogurt stuff with more fruit of your choice (preferably one of the ones in the recipe), and replace the milk with either water or ice. For a little extra fiber, add some wheat germ or flax seed.

You’ll also probably notice that there are no instructions. That’s cuz smoothies are probably the easiest lunch to make. Chop, blend, drink. Must be the nectar of the gods. Read More »

[Read day 4 HERE]

I have to say, this detoxing is getting in the way of my social life. Instead of watching a movie with my friends I am actually pushing for basketball games. I am even up on the Danica Patrick drama. Who is this girl?

I am up on the news, I am up on sports, I am listening to classical music, I even seriously contemplated cooking for myself. Really, who is this girl I’ve become?

Today I was busy, a little too busy to really spend much time contemplating this whole thing. Is that how some people seem to be so content with their lives when there is no romance or even the prospect of romance? They’re so busy it just doesn’t cross their minds?

I mean, even the busy professionals of Sex in The City had time for love; if there is a conscious effort made to avoid love can you just forget about it? Does it just disappear into the ether of you mind? What would it be like to go through a day completely separated from any thoughts of love, dating, or that awesome first kiss?

I know that I can’t. I think it must be encrusted on my DNA somewhere, like a mutation. It is day five and I am still a boycrazy, lovecrazy, love fool.