Day 7
I have been on the road and working away in Devon and Ledbury. I don't have one of those bling phones so here I am back at my laptop recapping the last four detox days.....
Day seven was OK, supplemented by sausages for breakfast and chicken featured later in the day. It seems meat is helpful for energy first thing in the morning. I am conscious that I would not want meat every day for breakfast but its interesting to see how different I feel with an animal protein based meal to start the day. Some days I mix two types of protein, with eggs also or houmous.
The day is scorchio in Devon and my nerves at being tasked with an excitable bunch of 7 year olds for outdoor activities is over-riding any other sensations from the detox. Drink plenty of water. Feel mildly panicked. Almonds get me through mid afternoon. The day goes off pretty well. My kids group finish with a small performance for the other groups where we make fans out of cabbage leaves and wave courgettes around......
Day 8
Another scorchio day. Four of us are stood out in the midday sun dressed as an old man and 3 old women respectively, (replete with wigs and beards) acting out a version of the stone soup story. To add insult to injury we are all surrounding the soup....on an open fire.....Hilarious and ridiculous at the same time. The narrator directs us. We sweat and cackle.
Heat is reducing energy levels. Only a slight headache first thing which clears. Lunch is a bit rubbish, just some veg and a few olives. Deal with it and embrace 3 and a half hour journey by car on mainly motorways with no cold air blowers in the 2 o'clock sun. Windows down and semi deaf me and Simon yell over the wind. Much water is going down. Ready salted crisps are my occasional "treat". Wow. Very tired by end of day but working with young kids and the heat has more to do with it than anything. Glad to sleep after simple dinner of tofu, veggies and tamari. Not at my shiniest best but appreciate the moon and cold bucket wash before bed.
Day 9
I am working all weekend so apologise for the lack of sugar research I have provided thus far.
Energy levels alright, no changes or noticeable dips. No headaches today. The body aches were brief, but the headaches fade in and out. No other tangible ill effects. I have attempted to plan food for the weekend, fairly difficult with two days to cover outdoors with no fridges here. My work normally sorts food, but for the next 3 weekends I have to supplement my meals as a few bits are OK but most isn't. My diet is a challenge for me, let alone our long suffering chef. Fare OK today. Feel a little low in mood but nothing serious. Slept well last night but had crazy dreams. The same goes for tonight. Could be the tinctures, could be the moon, could be the woods.....Who knows. Still drinking lots of water. Got bored with herbal tea and drank a little black coffee which isn't restricted on this regime. I emphasise this isn't a health kick as such. Its an anti-parasite kick. Don't feel as exhausted mainly because the day was overcast and offered some respite.
Day 10
Sunday 7am I arise. Really can't be arsed. I gather twigs for my wild fire workshop. I do a sit spot in the woods and check in with myself. Feel better. Today I experience a teenage boredom at the foods available to me. More vegetables and tofu and tamari and a bean thing with rice. As a quick reminder I am off all gluten (inc rye and spelt and oats), dairy and sugar. And I live in England. What a bore. Unless you are a posh hippy and can spend 50 quid at The Better Food Company this food situation could get well repetitive. Its amazing how you can be so optimistic, but I can still have THIS and THIS and THIS...yet the reality is the THIS's suck a bit because I am a kid of the monster munch generation and whilst these were banned in my house we still grew up on reams of doughnuts, penguins, club biccies and drank as much ribena as we could lay our hands on. Sugar was right in there, centre stage like Nicole Kidman in Moulin Rouge. I am also a product of the "Endless Choice" era of the 21st Century. "But I FEEEL like eating this, although these lovely perfectly good foods are at my disposal I FEEEEL like this and its all got sugar somewhere in it dagnammit".
I miss condiments for extra pzazz and breakfast is relegated to eggs, occasional sausages (I am not a huge fan), bacon, houmous and veg or nuts. No fruit as a snack is a major blow. Its probably just running around after people all weekend, sorting their food and then having to cook mine separately and to a duller outcome that's hacking me off. "It's just like being a mum!" I hear some of you cry. Most probably.
I can see why vegans live with vegans and the like.... just being surrounded by food stuffs you can't eat constantly / or find distasteful can get a bit much. I eye up a packet of marshmallows leftover from another woodland group. I shut the lid on the box.
"The sugar cravings go after a few days", state many sources. No they bloomin' well don't reports this source. Mood swings are to be expected so perhaps I am entering the extremely grumpy stage. There is no way to cut loose on this diet. I feel like taking up smoking again. What a fantastic side effect. I clearly have a slightly addictive personality. Opt for the rest of the bean stew for dinner with a totally unhealthy portion of chips on the side. No condiments. Drink more water. Throw tinctures into mouth. (I've advanced and can now do this without the mirror). Sulk like a teenager.
I have been on the road and working away in Devon and Ledbury. I don't have one of those bling phones so here I am back at my laptop recapping the last four detox days.....
Day seven was OK, supplemented by sausages for breakfast and chicken featured later in the day. It seems meat is helpful for energy first thing in the morning. I am conscious that I would not want meat every day for breakfast but its interesting to see how different I feel with an animal protein based meal to start the day. Some days I mix two types of protein, with eggs also or houmous.
The day is scorchio in Devon and my nerves at being tasked with an excitable bunch of 7 year olds for outdoor activities is over-riding any other sensations from the detox. Drink plenty of water. Feel mildly panicked. Almonds get me through mid afternoon. The day goes off pretty well. My kids group finish with a small performance for the other groups where we make fans out of cabbage leaves and wave courgettes around......
Day 8
Another scorchio day. Four of us are stood out in the midday sun dressed as an old man and 3 old women respectively, (replete with wigs and beards) acting out a version of the stone soup story. To add insult to injury we are all surrounding the soup....on an open fire.....Hilarious and ridiculous at the same time. The narrator directs us. We sweat and cackle.
Heat is reducing energy levels. Only a slight headache first thing which clears. Lunch is a bit rubbish, just some veg and a few olives. Deal with it and embrace 3 and a half hour journey by car on mainly motorways with no cold air blowers in the 2 o'clock sun. Windows down and semi deaf me and Simon yell over the wind. Much water is going down. Ready salted crisps are my occasional "treat". Wow. Very tired by end of day but working with young kids and the heat has more to do with it than anything. Glad to sleep after simple dinner of tofu, veggies and tamari. Not at my shiniest best but appreciate the moon and cold bucket wash before bed.
Day 9
I am working all weekend so apologise for the lack of sugar research I have provided thus far.
Energy levels alright, no changes or noticeable dips. No headaches today. The body aches were brief, but the headaches fade in and out. No other tangible ill effects. I have attempted to plan food for the weekend, fairly difficult with two days to cover outdoors with no fridges here. My work normally sorts food, but for the next 3 weekends I have to supplement my meals as a few bits are OK but most isn't. My diet is a challenge for me, let alone our long suffering chef. Fare OK today. Feel a little low in mood but nothing serious. Slept well last night but had crazy dreams. The same goes for tonight. Could be the tinctures, could be the moon, could be the woods.....Who knows. Still drinking lots of water. Got bored with herbal tea and drank a little black coffee which isn't restricted on this regime. I emphasise this isn't a health kick as such. Its an anti-parasite kick. Don't feel as exhausted mainly because the day was overcast and offered some respite.
Day 10
Sunday 7am I arise. Really can't be arsed. I gather twigs for my wild fire workshop. I do a sit spot in the woods and check in with myself. Feel better. Today I experience a teenage boredom at the foods available to me. More vegetables and tofu and tamari and a bean thing with rice. As a quick reminder I am off all gluten (inc rye and spelt and oats), dairy and sugar. And I live in England. What a bore. Unless you are a posh hippy and can spend 50 quid at The Better Food Company this food situation could get well repetitive. Its amazing how you can be so optimistic, but I can still have THIS and THIS and THIS...yet the reality is the THIS's suck a bit because I am a kid of the monster munch generation and whilst these were banned in my house we still grew up on reams of doughnuts, penguins, club biccies and drank as much ribena as we could lay our hands on. Sugar was right in there, centre stage like Nicole Kidman in Moulin Rouge. I am also a product of the "Endless Choice" era of the 21st Century. "But I FEEEL like eating this, although these lovely perfectly good foods are at my disposal I FEEEEL like this and its all got sugar somewhere in it dagnammit".
I miss condiments for extra pzazz and breakfast is relegated to eggs, occasional sausages (I am not a huge fan), bacon, houmous and veg or nuts. No fruit as a snack is a major blow. Its probably just running around after people all weekend, sorting their food and then having to cook mine separately and to a duller outcome that's hacking me off. "It's just like being a mum!" I hear some of you cry. Most probably.
I can see why vegans live with vegans and the like.... just being surrounded by food stuffs you can't eat constantly / or find distasteful can get a bit much. I eye up a packet of marshmallows leftover from another woodland group. I shut the lid on the box.
"The sugar cravings go after a few days", state many sources. No they bloomin' well don't reports this source. Mood swings are to be expected so perhaps I am entering the extremely grumpy stage. There is no way to cut loose on this diet. I feel like taking up smoking again. What a fantastic side effect. I clearly have a slightly addictive personality. Opt for the rest of the bean stew for dinner with a totally unhealthy portion of chips on the side. No condiments. Drink more water. Throw tinctures into mouth. (I've advanced and can now do this without the mirror). Sulk like a teenager.
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