For the past 9 days I’ve blogged about my journey doing the Clean 9 cleanse, and I’ve mainly made light of it all and spoke about it with undertones of humour and nonchalance. Today’s blog is going to be a little bit different, because I’m going to tell you the real reason why I started … Continue reading Day Nine: “Coming Clean – Cloud 9, and how I got here…”
This morning didn't start off well. Upon gathering up my supplies for the day and checking I had all the things on the Clean 9 checklist (still relying on it - although not nearly as much), I discovered that I was one scoop short on my protein powder. Well done Forever Living, I've measured this … Continue reading Day Eight: “The home stretch…”
I appreciate the irony of the heading of this post - but aside from the fact I can have neither butter or a roll, the terminology is bang on. I am so focused and driven on this cleanse (a happy side effect - but also how I am anyway), and with how it is going and … Continue reading Day Six: “Just call me butter ‘cuz I’m on a roll…”
First off, let me get this off my chest before my OCD riddled brain pops off my shoulders and makes a mess that I would have to immediately clean up. I am SO pissed off the I got triple 4's on day 5! Why? WHY?! My blog is Eleven Times Two, AKA '1 1 1 1' … Continue reading Day 5: “4 Days, 4lbs, 4 Inches…”
Day Four: HALFWAY (ish - maths is not my strong point) THROUGH. I woke up, dying of thirst again, so either that's a: a side effect, b: I'm not drinking enough or c: someone broke in and poured a bucked of sand in my mouth while I was asleep. It mostly felt like the latter … Continue reading Day Four: “So I think this might actually be working…”
Only a short blog today as I've just got home (It's 11.26pm) after setting out at 7.30am and I'm tired, I'm pissed off and I'm hungry. The day started off so well (and come mid-afternoon I had a massive smile on my face, but that's another story - one that I'll keep to myself). I … Continue reading Day Three: “Hangry…”
Day Two of Clean 9 and I woke up more thirsty than a basic bitch pretending she 'didn't know' about that nipslip on her latest Instagram selfie. How, I will never know, as I drank enough water to worry that I might drown my brain yesterday. I got up, and for the first time in … Continue reading Day Two… “The Hunger Games”
Last September, I fell off my 6" heels and broke my foot, at a night called 'Break Stuff' ironically enough. (I also did my ligament in in the process because, you know, go hard or go home.) I've always been something of a fitness enthusiast, and as I was recently single I not only had … Continue reading Clean 9 to Cloud 9…?