Hey, Goüter!

Well, I'm still alive, so that's a good sign.

As I'm writing this, I have one more tonic to go on day 3 - the last day of my little cleanse.

How am I feeling? Pretty good, actually.
Am I excited to digest some delicious noms tomorrow.. not in tonic form? Hells. Yes.

{I actually had a dream about tortilla chips last night. It was delightful.}

Now I have to admit that I tend to have a flair for the overdramatic on occasion. So despite my musings, you must know that no, I was never rolling around crying and thinking "omg I'm so hangryyyyyy". Did my tummy grumble a bit? Sure. But it does every day. Did I occasionally wish I could have a nice, fresh salad? You bet. But did I make it through.. and dare I say, enjoy it?.. absolutely.

A pre-cleanse "cleanse". Say what?!

So I had a fairly lovely holiday season. It involved a lot of wine. And food. (As most things in my life do.)

Cue: photo montage.

Now despite the good times, now that it's all over, I've been left feeling a bit.. at capacity. Generally blah (scientifically speaking).

I do my best to eat right and not over-do it, but I think I took a lot of the stress of 2013 and just dumped it into my holiday celebrations. Which is great - we all deserve to enjoy life in whatever way we want to. But my body just isn't used to it all. On top of that, I didn't go to yoga for about a month due to various circumstances (that I can justify all I want, but really, why couldn't I get my butt to at least a class or two?!).

All of this is to say that I have decided to do a juice cleanse.

Dun dun dun.