Day 28--finished.
I just drank the juice of a young coconut and boy oh boy was it delicious!
I began this water-only fast weighing 163 lbs, with a body fat of about 13.5. This morning, I checked in at 132.8, with a body fat of 8.0, which seems right for 28 days--a loss of about 11
pounds of fat. Also, my blood pressure remained stable around 95/70 - 105/75. I've written elsewhere about my stable potassium level.
Of greater note, however, is how this fast, especially between days 21 - 28, fostered sporadic moments of profound and exhilarating mental rejuvenation with accompanying levels of acute concentration, depth of comprehension, and spurts of intellectual energy, a state of mind that surely echoes of a better, higher plain of consciousness, something perhaps attainable in our daily lives.
On the other hand, the physical fatigue was debilitating. When I began, I thought the primary challenge would be getting through the first three days, but as difficult as they were, I wasn't prepared for the arduous road ahead, accompanied with an insidious and ever-present physical ache, a kind of cellular longing, which seemed to resonate outward from the core of my being. This was tolerable, of course, and not too painful, but still a reminder that fasting isn't a cakewalk despite the absence of hunger.
Strangely enough, once the hunger leaves, the fantasy for food begins! Alas, I must have visualized myself eating every food that I've ever found delectable! And if that wasn't enough, such fantasies actually soothed me to sleep at night!
I would have liked to have fasted till True Hunger, but my family would have had me committed. As it was, my wife's finger was perennially poised to dial 911. No one I know believes in the water-fasting protocol. My sister-in-law, a high-grade health fanatic, who cured herself of cancer through a juice fasting regimen at Dr. Dave Frahm's juice fasting clinic (The Cancer Battle Plan) gave me the most grief, thoroughly convinced that I had not only lost my mind, but was teetering toward the precipice of death.
It's no secret, in fact, that in this day and age, water-fasting proponents are in the dire minority.
So it's time to move on to the next stage. I've appreciated everyone's support and encouragement. Many of you--Chrisb1, Mighty Sun, Chiron, Montecristo, and others--have posted advice, and shared experiences, all of which spurred me on to complete this voyage and for that I owe you a tremendous debt of gratitude.
Take care,
Serenity Now