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Post Day 11
That's all, folks - for now!
Feel free to comment!
Date: 6/19/2008 5:29:33 AM ( 16 y ) ... viewed 2986 times This is probably the last time I'll update on this fasting experience, so I'll try to remember everything from the past week.
Foodwise, the festival went perfectly! I had prepared with heaps of those frozen veggies and fruit (my juicing leftovers), some fresh fruit, three whole cucumbers, a small bag of prunes, another one of dried apricots (I soaked those two kinds), dried peas (which I soaked also), and some pressed dried dates. The only thing not considered entirely raw (I don't punish myself for taking frozen veggies as raw, it would be a bit hardcore for a beginner) was raw salted salmon I made. I cut it thinly into slices, then rubbed some sea salt, pepper, lemon and dill on it, and then left the fish in the fridge overnight. Practically the salt and lemon marinate the fish slightly, but this was a planned and temporary addition to my diet, and I didn't want to be too harsh on myself.
Throughout the festival I kept overeating on those goodies, although I threw most of my frozen stuff away. I surely didn't eat much, but more than my hunger demanded me to. But I didn't slip! Except, of course, for all the alcohol I consumed... But this was planned as well. The beginning of the festival went very quietly - I didn't feel like drinking much, but still managed to have a very good time on the little I had.
But then came Sunday. Yeah I know, it was the last official day of the festival, but come on, we were leaving only on Monday, and the Foo Fighters were on... It was amazing! Walking back to the camp I lost my Aussie mate, but was invited to another camp by some people that offered me free Jack Daniels, vodka Red Bull, and some sickly Finnish booze. I've always been a suc*** for free things, alcohol in particular, so I took too much. I can't remember anything at all from after just joining the people. I do remember inviting one of my own mates over, though, and according to his story (I didn't even want to know any more details) I had eventually either passed out or started feeling very sick or both, he had taken me to the first aid tent where they made me throw up and rest, and my friend then returned and took me to sleep in our own camp. I still have no recall of anything like this happening, and I don't think I drank anywhere as much as I'm used to - just forgot to be careful. The hangover on Monday surely taught me. No hard booze for me again, probably ever!
On Tuesday I had a short cruise in an old wooden schooner with my new work colleagues organised there by our mutual new employer. We got to know everyone, and of course, food and drink galore was offered. And as I had decided beforehand, I did eat cooked stuff. For the first time in five weeks.
With every bite I felt a bit sick. I had to take an extra serving of veggies on top of the ones I had already had just to feel a bit more balanced. The food was good, for sure, but I got no special satisfaction out of it... Thinking afterwards I'm glad I decided to "test failing" at the beginning of my hopefully long experience within a 100% raw diet, and it could've been so much more destructive on a later date. However there was no desperate need for this experiment, either, I did it just for the heck of it. And now I definitely feel like sticking with raw for a long time. I haven't had any cravings for cooked food yet - it's been two days - but jeez was I super tired when I got home! It was very late, I haven't had a proper rest in soooo long, and I had definitely overeaten again (I did it for the heck of it, too - I wanted to stuff myself with all the cooked "goodies" until I felt sick of them, and just that I surely did). I think I had an enema right when I got home, too. In the morning I felt a bit stuffy and too full, but surprisingly cheery. I felt like I was overeating on raw the rest of the day, too, but I tried to keep my fluid intake high, and I had heaps of prunes to get the gunk out asap.
It's thursday now, and I still feel plump, but all in all Tuesday night didn't cause much.
From now on I need to start paying special attention to my portions, though. Some serious, serious attention. I think if I'll manage to go camping this weekend for the midsummer festival I'll take only the bare necessities in food with me, and that'll be just what I need to survive on. More water, if I'm hungry. Yeah, I'll take control again!
I feel pretty energised and happy right now, quite in control, despite all the stress that was really weighing me down last night and this morning.
I will survive.
I like to believe my 28-day fasting experience has made me just that extra bit stronger to be able to contol myself. At least my confidence is ridiculously high.
I can't think of any better an ending right now, so thank you for sharing my journey so far, and keep posting your awesome comments, and questions, since I will be following them even on a later date, and will reply to them all when I can!
I might just start to keep an occasional raw blog, so feel free to follow my adventure through there.
Best of health for you all, and I wish you all the best in similar fasting experiences!
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