It was a feast! I finished off yesterday telling you about my vivid potato dreams and that’s exactly where I will proceed today – because that’s all I could think about for the last 24 hours.
If there is none yet, there should be a day of the potato! This tasty, delicious, carb filled, beautiful vegetable deserves songs about it! Pah! What am I saying? Poems!
The day started with the usual cup of coffee and a plain whole-grain roll, lunch was quite disappointing, consisting of chicken and leaf salad – again. What brings us right to what was new today: I am slowly starting to develop an ambivalent relationship towards poultry! Believe it or not, there was no way for me to swallow another piece of chicken. I rather stuck to the salad with balsamic vinegar only with the result of being really, really hungry at around 3 p.m. again than eating one more bit of that white, boring meat. The mind is a beautiful instrument though. What does your brain do when your stomach starts a severe riot? It distracts you with precise visions of food – potatoes in my case, of course. Steaming yellow dill potatoes with cheese curd brought to culinary perfection by delicious little pieces of fresh cucumber. That’s what I had for dinner tonight and OMG! It was worth the wait!
And guess what? I even got my friends to join me – with their own portion, understood. Once a week me and my girls meet up for a 3-hour-round of trash-tv with the main aim to slander about the content. But instead of the usual more or less healthy snacks and drinks, they jumped on board with me, sharing my menu. I tell myself it’s because they are simply the best friends ever, with a big heart and a strong sense of solidarity – and not so much because I might have been whiney about my detox-situation for days or because I might have used subtle linguistic skills to cause them a guilty conscience. Either way – it was an event: trash-tv, 2 kilogram of potatoes, a ton of cheese-curd and a pot of fruit-tea with licorice flavor for desert. This is the life… And I don’t know whether I am beginning to adjust to the diet or if my body has had an energy boost just thinking about the carb-festival during the day, but I didn’t feel low and tired at all today.
Do you know what? Let’s get crazy! Let’s push the boundaries here! Let’s swim against the current! I feel ballsy, riding that carb-wave and therefore just decided to get completely silly tomorrow morning – I will swap my cup of coffee for a cup of black tea with milk! Yes, I will. That’s how bold I am! Detox can’t change the fact that I am a wild chick! To be continued…