Last night I came home and the house smelled like someone was baking cake. I thought it was just my food obsession taking over. As I walked up the stairs the smell got stronger. I thought Joey must be really eager to eat this weekend and started baking early. No, he can't be baking. We are on a cleanse.
I got to the kitchen and sure enough, there was Joey with a huge pumpkin right out of the oven. He was roasting pumpkin for puree. What a crazy thing to do when you are on a cleanse. We've had these pumpkins for months and they were still good. Joey hates to see things go to waste so he decided it was time to roast them. I think he just wanted to get out of painting the bathroom.
Since the pumpkins were there, I offered to puree them. I thought it would be hard to be around food, but you know what it wasn't. I was able to puree the entire pumpkin, four jars worth, and not even taste it. Now that's nerves of steel.
I was feeling pretty proud of myself until this morning when I went to the kitchen at work to put my delicious lemonade in the refrigerator. I had forgotten it was bagel day. Up until this point seeing food or smelling it didn't bother me. Today those bagels got me. BAM! I cannot tell you how much I wanted one. A delicious toasted bagel with salmon and cream cheese spread. Now I know how Superman feels when he is near kryptonite. My nerves of steel were gone. It was almost enough for me to finish the cleanse early. But, I didn't. I went right back to my desk and finished the day without incident.
Needless to say, I am ready for the cleanse to be over. Eleven days is a really long time and I want to eat food. I think part of the problem is that I know it's almost over and I am ready. My body isn't though. I am still releasing God knows what. I would really like everything to be gone by the time we are done, so three more days it is.
Yesterday I was telling Joey I could go another week. I take that back. I'm no Superman and I want a bagel.