This One Time I Tried a Cleanse

My co-worker, who usually joins me for restaurant crawls and happy hour, asked if I wanted to do a cleanse with her this week.

First response: "no way"
But then she said it was only for 48 hours and she needed a buddy, so I reluctantly said "yes?".

Obviously doing this over the weekend was out; there wasn't a chance that we were going to waste our weekend having no fun (cleanse = no fun), so we decided to do it on Tuesday and Wednesday.

What did we get ourselves into?  

Breakfast was alright, the lunch smoothie was delicious, but I wish I could have 3 more, juiced kale wasn't too bad, and my snack of radishes and green beans was comical.  I tried to have a good attitude, really really hard, and kept saying "2 days, 2 days, 2 days".

And honestly, it wasn't the lack of delicious food I'm used to eating (and the morning coffee of course), I wasn't having cravings for french fries, it was how my body was starting to feel that made the cleanse so hard... I was tired and had an awful headache and was making poor decisions.  Dr. Oz said we could eat as many "snacks" as we wanted, but I went through my whole bunch of radishes, ate 4 celery sticks, and still felt pretty sluggish.

It was dinner time and I had a big ol' pot of stew cooking (per the strict menu) and I thought, this is going to be fabulous. I will eat this massive pot of stew and I'll be okay! I can do this!

After an hour of simmering, I took a quick taste, and it was horrible.  I even added things I wasn't suppose to add in a last ditch attempt to make it worth eating and nothing helped.

I grabbed a piece of bread (not on the list) and tried to eat the soup with it, but I just ate the bread instead.  Then put butter on it (definitely not on the list).  Then grabbed another piece of bread, and another.

The downfall.

I lasted 12 hours of a 48 hour cleanse.