The other day when another mom dropped off my son after a sports practice, we started chatting through her car window. She asked me what I was making for dinner and then said my shrimp stew sounded good – much better than the pellets she was having for her evening meal.  Huh? Then she shared one with me and I had to admit it wasn’t half bad. She chugged some water and explained that this was one of her ‘detox’ days. It was water and pellets only. The next day she would have shakes and soup. Delish.

It would have stopped there had she not reeled me in with I lost 8 pounds last time I did it.  Ouch! Why did she have to say that? I could lose 8 pounds. So I started scheming for the perfect day to start my regimen. Trouble is I’ve got stuff going on, stuff that occasionally requires vast amounts of corn chips and sweetened up tequila. However, I found the perfect week for personal detoxification and called her to find out where I could get me some of those magic beans. 

I’m not going to name the company, but let’s just say it was pretty easy to get a lot of information online.  Not only would I need to drop a couple hundred bucks for 9 days worth of super-duper-dieter’s delight, I would be restricted to basically 2 shakes and one VERY low calorie meal a day.  Hmm… I’m pretty sure I can throw back the store brand Slimfast for quite a savings. Plus, when I give up on the third day, I won’t be broke.

So why?  Why is it that I still want to do this stupid diet? Why do I want to put my body through the agony when I could be perfectly happy slurping down coffee (they don’t let you have caffeine either – deal breaker!) and sampling the free donuts my friendly baristas bestow? Someone, please tell me why….