we aspire to be the masters of the cleanse OR the box part deux

So Rachel and I are doing the Master Cleanse aka The Lemonade Diet.  Basically, we are not eating for 10 days, but only drinking water and this special lemonade concoction made from fresh squeezed lemon or lime juice, grade b maple syrup and cayenne pepper. That’s all we’re drinking for 10 days.   At night, we have to drink “Smooth Moves” tea and in the morning we have to drink a quart of warm salt water.  This makes us poop.  Pooping is very important to the master cleanse.  Apparently, we will be doing a lot of it.

I plan to give updates via the blog because I hear we can expect all kinds of wonderful things to begin happening to our bodies in the next week and a half.  You will be privy to all the gory details, whether you like it or not (ok, maybe not ALL of them– I don’t want to make you vom, but I think we need to agree to a certain level of openness and comfortability with all of our natural, and in this case induced, body functions…and when I say “our,” I mean mine– get your own blog.)

I’m beginning to think about this as kin to the box experience.  Basically, Rachel and I, together again, ingesting the same things, feeling the same things in a somewhat isolating experience.  In the same way, it seems like a social experiment.  Beyond the basic need for sustenance, what happens when the social element of food is removed from your life?  I was telling Brian that I’m pretty unsure what we’re going to do with each other now that I’m not going out to eat.  And I’m sure, in the same way as the box did, it is going to push Nicholas and Derya back together, if only at dinnertime.

I’ll keep you posted. Now, I’ve gotta go drink some of this stuff…