Healthy like Dirt

Today I kindly asked The Flatmate to pick me up some coke (of the acola drinking persuation) and, because we are due to start an 8-week detox programme on Jan 1st (aren't we original), she flatly refused! When I pointed out that it is only December 30 and not indeed January 1st yet, she told me that I have to start now, so that it's not such a shock on January 1st. Since she owes me and a colleague a pint anyways, she offered to buy us (the colleague had now entered the discussion) a nice box of herbal tea at the health store down the road instead. So, I agreed and said that I wanted something revitalising (although, I don't think I actually used the word revitalising) since she was now disallowing me my little caffeine fix.

So, now I sit at my desk drinking Ginseng Vitality Ginseng Herbal Tea. After much deliberation, we decided that in actual fact, a blend of Siberian ginseng root, codonopsis root and panax ginseng root (80%), hisbiscus, cinnamon, licorice and cloves tastes like dirt. A good, healthy, zingy dirt though. A dirt one could grow to love. After further deliberation, however, we decided that what it actually tastes like is: when you go to those old, old, historical villages (like Upper Canada Village, if you're a Canadian reading this) and you enter the kitchen that smells of years of wood smoke, dried herbs, animal fur and old wooden furniture, well, if you could take a bite of the wall or table or something else that had absorbed the smell over the past 100-200 years or so, well, that's how this tea tastes. It's really quite good though, and I think that it will become my friend - especially during week 3, which is when caffeine goes out the window entirely.

On that note, my gym membership kicks in on January 1st. As of Jan 1st then, I have no excuse at all not to alternate my running with gym workouts, thereby losing my newfound bit of pudge. Especially since the clothes that I am wearing that I vowed I would not replace until I can fit into my old ones again are becoming thread bare!

And this brings me to my final dilemma of the day. I considered signing up to run the British 10K again this year, until I noticed that it's July 2nd. The day after Canada Day. What do I doooooo?