The last couple of nights, I’ve had dreams about bananas. Last night I was working on a Banana Assembly Line. When I woke up this morning, the first thing I thought was, “That is just weird,” (followed quickly by, “I am NOT looking that up in some dream interpretation book!”)
Because my dogs woke me up at 6:30 a.m., I fed them, then stumbled into the living room and logged on to Facebook. Which is when I saw that a friend had “liked” a comment from someone named Banana Girl. Well if that’s not a sign, I don’t know what is, amright Kittens?
Turns out she’s a raw, Vegan who eats 80% fruit, 10% greens and 10% nuts and weighs about 32 pounds. But when I say she eats fruit, I means she EATS FRUIT. Like a whole watermelon for breakfast. Anyway, as I was skimming her site, I saw something called the Banana Cleanse. And since I ate 40 pounds of BBQ yesterday, I thought a cleanse might be in order. So here’s the diet: Bananas. That’s it, all you eat, for a week, or 2, or FOUR. And not just a few bananas, she suggests 25. PER DAY.
Makes sense to me! So I sent JD to WalMart and had him bring me back a couple of bunches. I’m not going to lie, the first six were okay, but that 7th one about did me in. Of course it could have been the fact that I was trying to eat it while JD and Moon chowed down on more delicious smelling BBQ.
I took stock of the situation and declared myself miraculously cleansed, and helped myself to a bowl of non-raw, but still totally healthy vegetable Brunswick stew.
I still feel pretty good about the day. I somehow managed to do the 30 Day Shred exercise video. Day One, down! It’ll probably last as long as the banana diet did.