TMC: Day Two

I went to bed hungry. Everywhere I go, I must bring my little ingredients. I realized that in the second picture I posted down below (TMC: Day One), I don't really look that bad. BUT I SHALL NOT QUIT - at least not yet.

So, at night I must take a laxative herbal tea and in the mornings I must gulp a quart of lukewarm water filled with uniodized sea salt. It tastes exactly how it sounds - like sea water. Ugh. I drank half a quart and am just staring at the rest of it.

All in all, TMC isn't all that bad. I like to eat, though. So, this will prove to be more of a psychological game than anything else. Last night as I made my way home, I passed by EVERY SINGLE MANHATTANITE who was eating delicious, greasy pizza. It didn't tempt me, it just made me feel bummed out. (UGH! I just took another big gulp of that man-made sea water. I seriously wanna puke).

By the way, I had to go buy the sea salt and laxative tea this morning -- because I had forgotten I needed some. When I went to the health store, the clerk asked me if I needed help. He was very boisterous. When I asked for uniodized sea salt, our conversation went as so:

Male Clerk: Did you just get pierced?
Me: No, I --
Clerk: Did you just get an enema?
[people turn and look]
No: No! I am doing that Master Cl--
Clerk: Oh yeah! Sure Sure! Master Cleanse. Yeah, you need this.
[walks me over to sea salt and hands me a carton]
[without wanting to outright ask for herbal laxative tea, I ask...]
Me: Where are your guys' teas?
Clerk: Oh, yeah, you need that Smooth Move laxative tea, right? It's right over there!

I almost hope he was being so loud on purpose. It was embarassing, but oh well. I called Hilo right after and we had a good laugh about it. I explained to her that this detox diet is really just a healthy way of being anorexic. Ha! We'll see on the 16th!

Ugh. Time to go finish up that quart of gross sea water.

Tanya E.

**UPDATE**: Well, friends, it seems as though that saltwater was drank for the sole purpose of making me vomit it all up right after the last gulp. I had started feeling sick while I drank it, but kept pushing on. I'm stubborn. (I think it's 'cause I have bad memories of always being short and swimming in the ocean and coughing up tons of seawater. See, I told you it'd be a psychological battle.) So, after puking up a quart of seawater and a little bit of bile -- that, might I add, came out my nose a bit -- I feel great and am going to try the laxative tea to make sure I have as many "eliminations" as possible during this 10 day period. The great news is that the tea tastes like awesome. So, yeah I'll just stick to that. Alright, later!