The Downside of Detox

So after the holidays, I decided to detox. After consuming carbs and champagne like it was going out of style, it seemed like the thing to do at the time so my last drink and consumption of evil things was in the early evening hours of December 31st. Over the next few days, I felt cleansed and healthier, especially after returning to the gym on January 2nd, but apparently the champagne may have been what kept the creepy crawlies at bay because by end of day Thursday January 4th, I was suffering from severe body aches, sore throat, stomach cramps and a bowel that was demanding a visit to the loo approximately four minutes after the last sip, slurp or bite of anything I ate or drank.

By Friday, I was canceling my appointment with my trainer, calling out from work and responding to email from clients as I lay flat on my back, while my fingers stretched to reach the keys of my laptop perched somewhere around my knees.

And there I remained until late day Saturday when I managed to get enough strength to strip the sheets from my bed and toss them, along with all used towels, washcloths, dish towels and bathmats in a heavy chlorine bleach wash, for fear of re-infecting myself.

I guess I should look positively at the whole thing, because not only did eschewing alcohol reduce my caloric intake, and being bed ridden reduce what I would have spent shopping or hanging out over the weekend, but I ‘ve gotten in that extra cardio the nutritionist wanted, as days later I still find myself sprinting to the toilet.