On your mark...

So, the 'miracle' came. It arrived in a very large box. So many different cannisters and liquids and instructions. I wasn't overwhelmed, I was excited and hopeful. I also was continuing to eat what I wanted for one more day, so, no wonder I was excited and hopeful. I was still revelling in instant gratification but the weightloss answer was in my grasp.

The next morning(yesterday)I began the program. There was a shake for breakfast, plus some pills(to increase my metabolism), a shake for lunch(another pill) and then I was able to eat supper. It was a very healthy supper - salmon, brown rice and asparagus. I felt so good about what I was eating. Then, right before bed, I had 1 oz of this drink.....YUCK. Only 1 oz a day - I think I can do it. And then, more pills to help my colon not get bogged down with the toxins. One day down.

As I woke up this morning, I had that same feeling of,"is this my life?". I'm not really sure where that is coming from? Perhaps it could be the whole fact that my eating has been turned to drinking and maybe that norm has been totally upset. I loved waking up to a coffee, sitting in my living room reading and praying and then to a piece of toast. Is my life so upset because I don't have that in my life right now? Was food another god that is too hard to give up? Is this just another stripping away of things in my life?

And, oh yes, the constant headache and lethargic feeling being caused by this cleanse is not endearing to me. When does the burst of energy come?

Well, the honeymoon is definitely over. I'm beginning to wish I hadn't started this. Is this what God had in mind? It must be - He knows the future - so perhaps it just wasn't what I had in mind.