Have you ever seen the picture of me post Burning Man 2015?
My hair was a rat’s nest and my cuticles were mangled.
It took a team of hairstylists and nail specialists to FIX ME.
This year I’m taking recovery a step further.
I did go to see a hairstylist.
Just to get a decent blowout.
And I did get a mani and pedi at my local nail salon.
But this year RECOVERY also means giving up BOOZE.
I’m going dry for at least a month, maybe longer.
I want to see how it feels to not walk in the front door and make a beeline for my wet bar.
I want to judge my social skills on dates WHEN I HAVEN’T CONSUMED 2 GLASSES OF WINE.
And, of course, I want to see if I will lose any weight when I cut out all those liquid calories from my diet.
Naturally, when on “vacation” at Burning Man, I imbibe a lot of booze.
When Burning Man ends, I am inevitably filled with the urge to remove my liver, place it in a warm saline bath, and detox the hell out of it.
This is the first year I’ll be doing just that.
Quitting cold turkey.
Hopping on the bandwagon.
Wish me luck!