day 1: longest day of my life ever
This morning when I started my fast around 12:30am, I was so pumped and motivated. Now it's 8pm and even with *2* naps, I still feel like this is the slowest day I've ever experienced in my entire life. Hunger is not too bad, headache is only slight, feel weak and tired, but time is dragging like I've never experienced before.
There always is a point during the start of a fast where I just question my sanity about the whole thing even when I've done them before. Day 1 is also so hard because you are still at the point where you could eat something and it would not damage you like it might a few days later or after. During Day 1 there is still the possibility that you could call the whole thing off and start again another day. The pull of food and regular life always seems the strongest on the first day and that makes it so tough. Without ketosis to help with hunger, food is still such a real thing. On past fasts, at some point I always feel super detached from it while still being able to enjoy the smell or the texture of food. Not on day 1, as my mind fantasizes about all kinds of foods I don't even eat any more. It's a lot to work against.
The only thing keeping me in the game at this very moment is that I have enough experience fasting to know that I absolutely don't want to start over again. The desire to not start over is still stronger than the desire to quit and to eat something. That's what I keep telling myself as I know it will be easier in a couple of days.