Get a Detox - chapter 1

Having strayed massively from my healthier habits of late, including what I eat, drink and my exercise routine, I feel the way to kick-start my metabolism in both a physical and mental state, is to do a detox.  By the oral route that is.

Having had a somewhat fraught last few days and feeling particularly depressed today, I have resorted to the failsafe approach to feeling better. That means, red wine, steak and chocolate. All three of which I intend to consume this evening.  My detox, then, will begin on Wednesday.  Because tomorrow, for those in the know, is Ten Pound Tuesday at East Restaurant in Peterborough.  So, what we have here, friends, is the Delayed Detox Diet. 

I have detoxed before, a couple of times, and I have to say for me at least, the result has been tremendous.  Brighter in every way - mentally, physically and visually.  The brain is sharper, the muscles more responsive, the skin clear and glowing.  My mistake on a previous water-only three day detox was to break my fast with toast. Except I made the significant error of loading my toast with blackcurrant jam. The result was somewhat like the scene in the Exorcist - where she spat nails, I spat jam.  I think the ultimate distance may well have been similar.  Blackcurrant jam post detox = acid.  The unfortunate thing is that  the effects of a detox, the sense of wellbeing and better connection with the world does not last very long.  The red wine, steak and chocolate kick back in, all to easily.  But maybe this time, it'll stick?

 More on my detox adventure, later.  I have a steak dinner to eat.