Mood:
irritatedTopic: Food
After I fell asleep early last night, I woke up feeling great. I was well-rested and ready to face the day.
Until I got to work.
The coffee smell didn't bother me, but around 10, I started to drag ass. I had basically the same thing today, snacking on fruits and veggies, and brown rice and beans. I could hear the soda cans cracking open that sweet sound (oh that beautiful sound of clinking nickels) to reveal a bubbly cola awaiting me...not. Damn!
Sitting at my desk was no big deal, but a trip up and down the stairs made my head throb. After lunch, I felt like I had a fever—body aches and cold sweats.
I totally wanted to answer the phone a la Ferris Bueller...."mmhhhheelloooo." All I needed was that barf keyboard of his and I'd be set.
Everyone around me was giving me a hard time—it's only day 2, they said, it's going to be LONG two weeks. Yeah, you're right asshole, but while you're sitting at your desk chowing down on milk duds and cream puffs, I'm recharging my organs—who is jealous now, fatty?
Detox will not cleanse my attitude problem, don't worry.
I stopped by the spa and told them my problem; they said it was probably the caffeine and I should feel better in a few days when my body adjusts better.
"You can have a small cup of coffee in the morning if you want, it's not going to kill you."
Uh no, the ladies at the spa also told me I could use artificial sugar if I wanted...are you kidding me? I didn't buy all this detox crap just for funsies. I have a feeling the spa employees think detoxing is ordering a salad instead of a burger. It is, like, soooo much more than that.
But anyway, yeah, I'm still feeling like shit. I had a yummy dinner of whole grain bow-tie pasta with olive oil, garlic, sesame seeds, and some steamed snap peas. It was tasty, but my head is throbbing.
So I'm off to bed. As of 8:46, I weigh 124.2
Day 2-kiss my ass!
