Tribewanted: Vorovoro

Current mood: impressed

<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><font size="2">11 days into the detox, 11 days with no beer, 5+ fruit and veg a day, no red meat (except for the 8 slices of bacon on Saturday that was going to go past it’s sell-by date), blah blah blah, and ……… 8 lb’s down !! At this rate I’ll be a size zero model in a few weeks so look out for me parading up and down the catwalk modelling the latest heroin-chic shit. And check out the comments after the first detox post – got myself a Detox Groupie !!



</font></font><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><font size="2">The worst thing about being on detox is trying to find something half decent to watch on the TV each night. With it being New Year though there have been a lot of the "Eat Good Stuff and Live Til You’re 190" type programmes on. They can be quite good fun – sitting there marvelling at how someone can be so fat without spontaneously collapsing into a super-massive black hole, surrounded by an inter-galactic spiral of artery-clogging gunk heading inexorably towards the gob-horizon. And there’s always "The Spa Of Embarassing Illnesses". I quite like the brunette girl who farts a lot. Needs to sort her emotions out a bit though – a few more hours in the flotation tank should do the trick. Maybe she’s on MySpace. I’ll do a search later – "Brunette, emotionally unstable, garlic enema". Probably get a couple of hundred thousand matches on that one.



</font></font><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><font size="2">I was going to go to the Adventure Travel Show at <st1:city><st1:place>Olympia</st1:place></st1:city> at the weekend. That was until work called and I spent the next 4 hours as point person for some stupid problem. By the time Sunday came my spirit of adventure was limited to taking a two hour walk to Tesco’s (which is ten minutes away as the crow flies) to replenishing my detox supplies and work off the bacon butties. Been doing a lot of walking to complement the diet – averaging 5 miles a day. I’m a bloody athlete me. Not doing that route to Tesco’s again though, too many pubs to tempt me on the way.



</font></font><font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><font size="2">That’s about it for this instalment. Still working on the next batch of Dreams/Achievements and got some exciting <st1:country-region><st1:place>Fiji</st1:place></st1:country-region> stuff going on, but will save that for another time. I’m off to check out the brunette chick on the next episode down at the Spa.</font></font>