This past week in work has been absolutely manic so I haven’t really had time to prepared food for lunches and dinner each night, and if I’m being completely honest, I haven’t really wanted to either. Getting home at night I’ve been shattered so the washing is piled high and well, let’s just say – it’s a good job we have a dishwasher! The problem with all this is, it means I’ve been eating a pile of stodge, namely (and more specifically) pizza.
Now, I am not the biggest fan of pizza anyway – it probably stems back to the fact that my mum has a completely inability to be able to cook a shop bought one – it was always burnt – often on the top and the bottom – not ‘crispy on the outside’ as she liked to say.
Anyways, on Tuesday I wasn’t quite hungry enough for a full meal at dinner time, so I had one of those mini Chicago town microwave pizza’s – which are actually quite tasty as far as microwavable food goes. On Wednesday it would have been rude not to take advantage of Domino’s 50% off voucher they had so kindly provided me with that afternoon at the fresher’s fayre. On Thursday, the student bar had very kindly offered to feed some helpers after the fayre and so it would have been doubly rude to not have helped myself to the meat and the veggie slices on offer there. I had completely forgotten about the slice of pizza that I had helped myself to on the afternoon of the Thursday (the shame!!) – And to be honest, I think I might just forget that again now too!
So last night, when I was puzzled as to why I felt so bloated and just plain eugh, well, it baffles me as to why I even questioned it. I am a walking, talking human pizza. I literally feel like I have inhaled every single pizza in the world in this past week and now I am paying for it!
So for next week, I have decided to follow in the footsteps of a colleague and have a detox. I am armed with a list of good detox food (if you can call it food!) and I am raring to go – well after my obligatory ‘I’m going on a detox so I’m eating a Chinese’ chinese. (Yum!)
The thing I think I am going to find the hardest is the lack of caffeine. On Friday I stated that caffeine isn’t a problem for me, as I only drink coffee out of habit, and I only drink diet coke because I like the taste. Hmm. Maybe I need to rethink my logic on that one – especially considering as I said it, I had a cup of coffee, a can of diet coke and a bottle of lucozade on my desk. Oops.
Hi, my name is Danielle and I am a caffeine addict. Ha, I can see right now, this next week is going to go really well for me!
I’m pretty certain that I am going to encounter a variety of problems and I’m sure for everyone else the next 7 to 10 days are going to be vair hilare, so as the good blogger that I am (read: trying to be) I will keep you updated with my progress. Wish me luck…