The first day in Lesotho was a Monday and we spent it resting and celebrating a birthday, this meant splurging and going out to breakfast, drinking hot cocoa, eating ice cream, making funfetti cupcakes (PSA: THEY HAVE PILLSBURY BOXED CAKE MIX IN AFRICA), even having chocolate gravy and biscuits for dinner. We were spoiling ourselves mainly because we were celebrating my teammate, Emma’s birthday but we were also splurging because for the next four days my team was planning on doing an apple cleanse. I’ll tell you how this works. You wake up, and eat and apple for breakfast. At lunchtime you eat an apple. If you feel like snacking in the middle of the day you eat an apple. When it comes to dinnertime you get to eat yet another apple. We literally bought 112 apples for our planned four-day apple detox. Now we are no health doctors but we figured that this little detox would help our bodies recover and get flushed out from all the crap we had been eating in the past month.
So after our day of splurging we woke up motivated and went for a great run through Maseru, the city we live in. When we got back home we even did some ab workouts. We felt great. We came in and ate our breakfast apple. We were pumped about making healthy choices. Through the rest of the day we just snacked on apples. By about 4 we were sort of sick of the plain-jane apples so we figured we’d experiment. We baked apples. We microwaved apples with cinnamon. We froze apples. I mean they were delicious but they were still just apples. By the time dinner had rolled around, Zahli, one of my teammates who is actually sane and chose not to participate in our craziness started to eat dinner. Laura had baked her chicken and potatoes and onions. The smell of this deliciousness baking in the oven literally filled the house. All us apple dieters were drooling as Zahli sat down to eat her plate of food. It was rough. A couple hours past and we were just hanging out and someone mentioned how we still had a whole box of brownie mix to be made, and how easy and amazing it would taste if we just made it. At first we stayed dedicated to our little four-day diet but then we all just kept thinking about how freaking good those brownies would taste.
Long story short, by the end of the night our stomachs were full of brownies and ice cream. So much for our strict apple cleanse.
