Like a boxer exhilarated by the battle he faces, I fought the weather with a fierce determination. A gust hit me in the face; I absorbed the punch and countered, driving my arms and moving forward. Mother Nature had six degrees, an unblemished record, and a stiff west wind in her corner. I had Under Armour and a spirit lifted by my approaching book launch in mine. The early rounds fell in my favor, despite the slippery trail and the rock that caught my toe and sent me sprawling. I bounced back up, an embarrassed smile on my face– “No ref, I’m not hurt a bit.” I ignored the little twinge in my back and got back into the ring. By the middle rounds, Mom had me reeling. A steady barrage of frigid blows to my head and body made me question why I was in this fight at all. But then I summoned my inner Rocky. “Is that all youze got?” I held my head and took one on the chin … and laughed. I had become the Iceman; windy punches shattered against my hard, red face. As the fight drew near the end, it was clear there would be no winner. I was tired, but still standing. Mother Nature was unbowed, and still undefeated.
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Many people who have fasted for this long have raved about the energy they have during the later part of a ten-day (or longer) fast. And there is indeed a feeling of “aliveness” that I am enjoying right now. But I certainly don’t feel as if I have the ability to sustain any moderate or hard effort for a very long period. The energy is a spiritual and mental one, not physical. My run this morning was tough, and not just because of the thirty mile-per-hour wind gusts. Thanks to my son-in-law Sid who ran with me “just in case”, I was able to get through it; I even put in six strides during the run and the overall pace was faster than my shorter runs earlier in the fast. Still, a soul-deep exhaustion set in shortly after we started and it took a lot of willpower to go that distance.
One of the thoughts that I am having is that my daily banana that was intended to provide me with a little energy for my run is not very effective and may be detrimental. I’m not a physiologist, but I wonder if some of my body’s resources are being diverted to digestion and therefore causing me to feel more tired during the run. Even if this isn’t true, it sure isn’t setting well on my stomach.
As a result of some other blogs I have read this morning (like these- The Right Way to Fast & Getting Juiced) I am considering switching to a juice fast and eliminating the banana. A juice fast supposedly gives you better detoxification than a water-only fast.
I did sleep very well last night for the second night in a row and feel as though I should be able to accomplish everything that is required today.
In addition to many Dailymile and writing friends that are following my fast, I now have some other people who are fasting that I discovered by searching tags in WordPress. The comments and encouragement I’ve gotten is rewarding and a big help. Please sign up for the e-mail follow or follow through the WordPress follow button if you have one. All that positive energy that I get from knowing people are watching and rooting for me will be needed in the days ahead.
There is a lot of fascinating history to fasting and I plan on blogging about that tomorrow. I’m still having trouble motivating myself to blog about the negative side-effects of blogging. I’m experiencing some, but I really don’t feel like dwelling on them.
The sky was as heavy as my legs and I knew I was in trouble. I was running with a thirty-mile-per-hour wind at my back and still I was laboring, feeling drained of energy. My mood was as grey as the clouds over my head. Yesterday’s 105-calorie banana lasted two-and-a-half miles; today’s ran out after only a half-mile. Would I even be able to move once I reached the turn-around and headed back into the wind? As often happens, I circled around and was greeted by a vista that took my mind off my hunger and my exhaustion. Though the rising sun was hidden behind the clouds, the distant Snowy Mountains of Wyoming, draped in a thin mist, glowed an enchanting pink.
I have witnessed so many scenes here in Wyoming that inspire awe at the beauty of nature, but I’m not becoming inured to the effect they have on me. As I returned slowly westward, the long, horizontal band of sun which brightened the landscape inched toward me. I imagined running until I reached the sun and basked in its warmth; but the narrow strip was still twenty miles away and even I am not crazy enough to think I possessed the energy to reach it.
Among the effects of the fast that began showing themselves today is the nasty taste in my mouth; kind of like morning breath, only worse. It hasn’t reached the horrid stage yet, but it will. Brushing my teeth three times a day won’t be enough later in the week; I’ll be brushing my teeth and gargling all day long. I also have to be careful about standing up too quickly. Fasting causes your body to go into a state similar to hibernation in that your systems slow down to preserve energy. If you are interested in more, you can find a wide variety of opinions and information on the internet.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fasting are two places to start.
I’m feeling pretty good now. The next day or two will have some tough periods, but I’m looking forward to that light, almost spiritual feeling that pervaded me starting around the fifth day when I did this in March. In my next post, I’ll include my observations and opinions about the detoxification effect of fasting. The topic is controversial within the medical community.
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