Six Week Water Fast

 Today is the first day I did not sleep in and remained awake all day. I have some mild muscle soreness and just feel more “tight” in my core. I still have love handles and a big belly, but my internal organs feel more together?  I ordered a bunch of bottles of sparkling mineral water and lime juice. That was my beverage of choice today to remain hydrated. I’m at a point now where I don’t think I could break my fast if I want to…because I really do not want food. I’m really concerned now about my fast being “complete”. And wondering when my body will give me the signal to have food again. Any sooner than that will feel like a betrayal. Bc I won’t even be able to enjoy it. I’d also be stopping the very serious work my body is doing right now.  I’m cleaning house. Old fat cells are finally getting used. I’m clearing out those cupboards and I don’t want to leave anything behind.  Metabolizing fat more effectively will give me juice I need to work out. And add another wo...

 Day 4 was a blur. A mild headache all day and no energy at all. I only remember being in bed all day. And I’m not sure if I’m even remembering that correctly. Day 5 I got sick of laying down and went to get a hydration IV drip for 219$ at Restore. I felt like a million bucks. Immediately went to go on a walk with my friend to take advantage of my energy and the weather.  First leg was fine. I got tired after stopping halfway to get tea and seltzer. But I made it back, with many many breaks on the way home. Still not hungry. Feeling my core tighten and my love handles smoothing out.  I hope i can enjoy tomorrow.

 I'm reporting from the end of Day 3. Both days since my last writing were a success. On Day 2 I was a wreck. But because I normally felt like shit how to handle that feeling was right in my wheel house; I stayed in bed. I was glued to my phone and to my pillows with a headache that felt like a cross between dehydration and sugar withdrawal. I could not think straight and only came to that conclusion when I failed to turn in an important report on time. I left it until the last minute confident that it would be easy. I was met with a different version of brain fog than I am used to; not from kidney failure but from ketoflu.  I craved salt and food experiences. I satiated both with buillion cube tea and 3 hours of non-stop mukbangs on youtube, respectfully. It was the most epic meal. I had cuisines from all over the world and there came a point where I was shockingly satisfied.  This impulse to experience food was one that I always satisfied with actual food. I was always ...

 I decided to start my six week fast one day early. I had gorged myself on so much food the last few weeks that I was craving for a break from it. I gave up all sense of control and opted to eat strictly for pleasure, I went where my whims took me because I knew this fast was coming, and with it, a great change. I will likely detail that at some point in the future. For now I will get to the wonderful perspective that has come with completing my first day -- two days before thanksgiving.      This first day was relatively easy . Instead of food I had tea. I wasn't bored. My day largely went the same as most days do. The only difference was the mild discomfort of the beginnings of withdrawl from all the food I was having; a mild headache-- if I can even call it that. But right around my 3 rd episode of Blue Bloods at 8pm, my brain began toying with the idea of finishing the peanut stew, plantain and pounded yam I purchased the night before. The smell of the plantains,...