drinking the green kool-aid

Green kool-aid is how I like to describe the cult-like experience of raw food, or really any crazy diet. People always seem half-fascinated and half-horrified by my commitment to cleaning my colon, so I thought I'd share my experiences in excruciating detail. As with any train wreck, it's hard to look away. Nonetheless, I've managed to pick up some comrades along the way, as a result of my dear friends' curiosity and solidarity. Others interested in drinking the green kool-aid, holla.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

a new day raw-ing.

for those of you who haven't heard, i had a run-in with a speeding car on tuesday night. i was riding my bike and got hit pretty hard on my right side. to cover the obvious bases: i'm ok; my bike is not. no, i wasn't wearing a helmet; yes i know i'm lucky that i didn't hit my head. yes, the driver stuck around; no, the shithead didn't have any insurance. also: i fractured my wrist and i am now sporting a purple cast in memory of the bike i lost. all in all, i'm okay, but getting hit by a car is definitely a pain in the ass. i don't recommend it.

anyway, despite my injuries, i've decided to forge on with my detox. ideally, i'd like to see if i can stay on raw food as long as i have my cast. current estimate: 3 - 6 weeks.

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