Cheatin' on Day 5

Perhaps it was the martini or the flight of tequila that led to my demise. Perhaps it was my crappy workweek that proceeded the prohibited binge. Regardless of the cause, I must fall back on my Catholic upbringing and confess. Forgive me readers, for I have strayed from the somewhat raw path; I have eaten from the forbidden fryer: tortilla chips, a fish taco and a few handfuls of salty, sinful popcorn.

As for my penance, I suppose there is always self flagellation with a stalk of celery, but that would probably do little in purging my toxic transgressions. No, I must move forward and cleanse. I shall atone through ninety minutes of hot yoga and a day of completely raw living. Amen.

Day 4

too gassy to write
the vile plight of digestion
have dealt it, I might

Diet Haiku--Day 2

Veggie belly binge
Pondering where to begin...
Flatulent siren?