I can’t believe how smoothly things are going. On my first couple of water fasts, the 2nd and 3rd days were by far the toughest. I just wanted to crawl up in a corner and collapse. In contrast, today it’s been a full day, and I still feel good, full of energy. It’s amazing the way the body can adapt with a little practice in fasting. It totally changes the experience. Here’s what happened today:
Got up. That’s right: nice and late :-). I slept well, just as if I weren’t on a fast. In the past, the lack of regular meals confused my biorhythm, and I’d wake up every two hours or so the whole way through the night. Now I just feel my kidneys a little, like they’re working. Nothing uncomfortable, though. After not drinking anything for about 9 hours, I’d better have at least half a litre now to rehydrate and flush out the kidneys. I do feel a little slow, though – but nothing like on my first few fasts when I hardly had the energy to get out of bed, and it would take a whole hour or more to feel human! All my muscles used to ache as well, but now there’s no sign of that at all.
A hot bath plus drinking a whole litre of water has fixed the feeling in my kidneys – I don’t feel them at all any more. The bath didn’t knock me out like yesterday. Na, most jön a gusztustalan… Interestingly, the smell of my sweat is different from 24 hours ago. Less obnoxious, it’s now a kind of bitter, herb-like smell. And even more interestingly, it’s only my left armpit which stinks! It’s strange: on every water fast, one armpit always smells stronger than the other. On my last fast it was the right, the time before that the left… I don’t know exactly what’s going on, but I trust the body. It always knows best when it comes to detox.
I cooked the kids some porridge (their favourite for breakfast) and the sight of food doesn’t bother me. Last night I made curried rice for everyone. All those spicy smells did make my stomach rumble – it was the first time I’ve been a little hungry since yesterday at lunchtime. Can’t complain. Physically, this fast is going really smoothly.
It was a busy afternoon – or at least busy for a water fast. First, I took the girls to a rehearsal for their school Christmas concert, then went to drop off my son at a friend’s and stayed for an hour or so talking with the parents. Just like yesterday, my mind was clearer while talking than when I’m eating normally. Then I went back to the school for the concert, collected the girls afterwards and drove them home. I didn’t drink enough while out of the house, and began to feel my kidneys by the time we got home. So it was time for another litre of water and – given the holiday spirit with school officially finished now – a miniature glass of mulled wine.
Now I know what some of you are thinking: thoughts of horror at what I did. Water fast? Alcohol? What a taboo! Surely I’m headed straight to yogic hell! For me, though, the important thing is not to disrupt family life too much. Doing a water fast is provocative for anyone around you, just like it is to be a vegetarian in a meat-eating world. I don’t want to make a big deal of doing what I’m doing, and want life around me to continue as normally as possible. So that means doing my share of the family cooking – as well as joining in on some good cheer (even it was rather a small dose). I wouldn’t have drunk if it endangered the biology of the fast. But that tiny quarter decilitre glass contained only 20-30 calories: not enough to switch on digestion or slow down the ketosis. I wouldn’t have drunk it if I felt a craving for the taste of the mulled wine. But I didn’t. I was happy to drink it, but there were no extra emotions attached.
I wonder how I’ll feel tomorrow? On previous water fasts, I’d pay the price for a relatively active day like today. But my feeling is that I’m going to feel fine tomorrow too. Hopefully there’ll be some kind of drama at some point – otherwise this blog is going to get pretty monotonous!