last night was fine, i drank my cup of chocolate laxative tea and went to sleep around 11pm with no problem (other than usual skittishness from playing GTA San Andreas for an hour and a half right before i close my eyes to go to sleep). slept through the night and when my head popped off the pillow at 6am i was all excited to drink my SALT WATER FLUSH. so i hurried into the kitchen to mix it up quick before i had to feed the baby. as i was screwing the cap back on my water bottle, i suffered a blow from the laxative tea... i guess all its takes is being upright for 120 seconds and gravity takes over. with that said and done, i fed the baby, sat down with him on my lap on the couch and started guzzling my liter of water with 2 teaspoons of sea salt...
HOLY SHIT THIS STUFF IS DISGUSTING.
ever swallow some water when you get knocked over by a wave in the ocean? well, next time, open your mouth and voluntarily drink as much as you can instead of spitting it out and coughing. and then do it like 5 more times. i shouldve saved myself some money and just went down to the marina with a bucket. so the lemonade ended up being better than expected but the salt water...holy shit...not looking forward to that again.
but why drink it you say? your body wont absorb it so it's essentially like guzzling Drano and within minutes you're sayin "hello water that i just drank". its crazy, but the reasoning is you shower yourself daily, and this is like showering your insides. downside is it takes a couple trips and about an hour and a half to run the water through, so its a good thing the baby has me up early. i was still late to work though.
i made my lemonade a little less sweet today, im excited. well, not really... but i feel great. maybe even better than usual. just one day at a time. jason has told me he got sick around day 3 and 4... i hope i dont get violently ill. no sense in worrying about it, if it happens, it happens. i'll stay home with a bucket and play FIFA all day.
weighed in at 205 lbs. this morning.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
7/24...DAY 2, 10am
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DUDE - MASSIVE KUDOS! I was joking with Saber and she doesn't think I could do it...I think she's right!
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