Maybe it's because I see the buffet at the end of the tunnel, but I'm feeling as if I could incorporate the concept of the fast into my life on a more regular basis. (Even single-day fasts have cleansing powers, as the body uses its energy detoxifying, rather than digesting.) I was actually thinking yesterday as I drove that maybe I'd fast one day a week from now on. Then, last night, the host of our "Yes We Can" Obama-watching event said that he fasts one day each week and it's had more than a physical impact on him; that he looks at food and life a little differently now. One day a week may sound a little frequent to my burrito-loving belly, but the seed is planted; we'll see what sprouts. First, however, let's get through today: I did not do the salt water flush -- the impact of which should be obvious. Today's menu consists of fruit and vegetable juices. Jae (who is one day ahead of me; she decided to advance to the "cool down" stage after nine days) suggested that the fruit juice was rough on her stomach.
Speaking of getting through the day, there was another spread at the event last night, replete with pizza, brownies, cookies, biscotti and other temptations. I will not publicly indict Jae here, but there was one slice of pizza slice and a cookie for which I cannot otherwise account by connecting each bit of food consumed to its respective attendee. Later, at home, I had about a dozen pieces of popcorn. Air popped, salt-, oil-, sugar- (but certainly not flavor-) free.
I have not been exercising during this cleanse, although more than once, I have felt as though I could. We have taken walks, and I have swum, and of course taken care of Kylie, which can be a workout in itself -- but no visits to the gym.
A refreshed approach to diet and a regular exercise regimen must be central components of our daily lives beginning tomorrow. Right after I eat.
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