Day 2: My Holidaze Master Cleanse

So last night during my first day was wow, ROUGH.  I felt like shit, had the shivers, smelled and stared down the delicious chicken my roommate was hammering down right out of the plastic container he bought from Von's....bastard!

So to avoid the crave, I sat my ass down and watched the Victoria's Secret show and found loads in common with all those sickly skinny broads - we both aint eatin!!  Seriously, what is up with that.  They turned and shook their 13 yr old looking asses as if it was sexy, but it was sad.

I can say I feel great today, a bit chill, calm, and centered.  As compared to yesterday, I have more energy, I'm not craving food but would still love a big hot cup of highly caffeinated coffee.

As it stands right now from a bowel perspective, I had one small movement in the AM which was pretty uneventful.  I then downed my saltwater flush, had some sips of that lovely concoction of lemon, maple syrup, and cayenne....tasty.  So here I blog and wait for that explosive flush to polka dot the bowl.

Anyway on the agenda today is to surf, do yoga, monetize my blog, search for a job in DC, and drink lots of cleanse juice!

Iyengar Class post saline flush

Started my usual 1030am Iyengar class except this time there was some audible gurgling trumpeting from my stomach as the rest of the class attempted to focus on the invocation chant.  I also have to give props to one of my most inspiring teachers, Jennifer Edwards, check out her bio.

Also, check out Guruji Iyengar to the left, dude has the wickedest eyebrows I've ever seen.  Seriously though, in my opinion, he revolutionized the practice of Hatha Yoga.

I wondered if I rid myself of the liter of salt water or if by some strange chance while I held my leg in the air and attempted to steady my breath, that some saline would decide to mosey its way out onto the wood laminate. lucky enough for me, the entire class was spent upside down which meant I had nothing to worry about until the drive home.

Made it. Feel good despite the deliciousness of the smells wafting from El Tarasco on Rosecrans on the way home....