Cassandra, Maren, and I have made a commitment to "cleanse" are bodies this weekend. I have to admit, I've been excited to test out my discipline. I'm also glad to have 2 hardcore health "addicts" with me to slap me if I start to become a pussy.
I'm starting to get nervous. This all hit me yesterday afternoon while driving back from work. I will not be eating solid food for 7-10 days. Am I serious? Food is one of the most important things in my life. Let me explain why.
First off, I'm Italian. I did not grow up in a health food environment, I grew up going to DiNardo and Scenna family reunions in Pennsylvania and Ohio eating meatballs the size of my face. I grew up looking forward to eating out at great, local restaurants. Instead of blood pumping through my veins, its replaced with homemade pasta sauce. Basically, you look up the word "carbohydrate" or high blood pressure", and you'll see a picture of my extended family or James Gandolfini...depending on the dictionary.
Second, I love iced coffee. I don't know if I love it because it tastes SO good in the morning, or because its become a morning ritual. In any case, I probably drink an iced coffee a day. This can't happen on the cleanse. I am not anticipating myself to go through withdrawals, because I have ceased drinking the beautiful brown beverage in spurts before. However, I will keep you posted on this blog.
Well, less than a day away now. Should be interesting. Lord knows I have plenty of garbage that needs to be expended from my chubby body. Here goes nothing!
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