This is a tale about my journey on a 5-day water fast in 2019. This is my second 5-day water fast (my first one was in 2018). I share with you the experience as well as the mistakes that I made. Let me know your thoughts and related experiences in the comments!Read More
So this past week...
I supported a co-worker and went on a 5 day water fast, M-F. I had no knowledge around the health benefits or consequences. But I knew that it was possible; there is the well known saying that a human can go 30 days without food, 7 days without water.
I’ve intermittent fasted, 16-20 hours. This fast was 120 hours. In addition to know research, I had no preparation. I trained Muay Thai and Jiu-Jitsu Friday for 2.5hrs. I played basketball on Saturday for 2.5hrs. I played a hockey game on Sunday for 1hr. Following the game, I ate pizza and ice cream as my final meal.
I was hungry the first couple days. On Wednesday morning, I felt like quitting, around 55hrs into it. But I told myself that at the moment of first quitting, you’re only at 40% of your full potential. And at that moment, I was about 45% of the way there. I knew I could do it if I didn’t quit on myself.
Thursday, my legs were aching. I may have walked too much while at work. But, the aching pain lasted all day and night until I was able to fall asleep.
Friday was the last 24 hours until I drank some fluids other than water, at midnight (Saturday morning). My final test was to go out with a couple of my great friends to Sedona Taphouse. I watched them get drinks and delicious food. While I sat there and drank water, starving (kind of literally). The conversations kept my mind off it completely and afterwards I went to Kroger to get my juice and food for his weekend.
I got home, weighed in, took transformation photos, and then it was midnight. I broke my fast with an organic, heavily green-dense drink. It didn’t taste good, but my body was thankful. I proceeded to have chicken noodle soup and then went to bed.
Unfortunately, I got sick on Friday and it has stuck with me all weekend. So, my thoughts/reaction/feeling afterwards is tainted. But I can tell you that my illness is not related to the fast. People at work were sick and decided to show up to spread the disease.
I have a few takeaways and tips from my 5 day fast...
- Although my body was very weak the entire time of the fast, especially on the 4th day, due to a lack of nutrients to recover from physical activity, my mind was still sharp. I slept enough to rest my mind.
- It broke my cravings for junk food. As much as I wanted to eat, I didn’t really care for a candy bar. I just wanted nutrients. I would’ve ate just about anything, and I am a very picky eater.
- What a challenge. You can do anything you set your mind to.
- Don’t work. During my fast, I did some research to find tips online and check to see if my symptoms were normal. Basically every source said that you should not work during a water fast because of the stress. I did it. But I don’t recommend it. Don’t work. And this includes working out as well.
- Do a little prep work. Train your body for your fast, or at least start out slow and then gradually increase the length of the fast. Multiple sources say that you should start with 24hrs, then 72hrs, then 120hrs, and so on...I went from about 20hrs (which may have been 4 years ago) straight to 120hrs. Don’t do that. Train for the fast, prepare.
- Have a support system. While at work, I had great support, while I also had great criticism. But I don’t give a fuck about the latter. It was the support that I had seen which helped my greatly. It made the fast fun, it made the fast more of a challenge. It made the fast something to celebrate at the end. Outside of work, I also had friends reach out and check up on me. Thank you, you guys know who you are. And I appreciate it. If you attempt any challenge in your life, it helps to have a support system with you.
Final thoughts, it fucking sucks being sick after my 5 day fast. I feel worse than I did all week. But, I think the fast definitely will have an positive impact on my diet and mental toughness moving forward.
My transform photos are posted here. I see subtle changes. Not much can happen in 5 days, honestly. I lost some muscle and fat. I went from 158.4lbs (Sunday night) to 147.8lbs (Friday night). As a reminder, the fast is not a weight loss tool. It is to cleanse your system. Do not fucking fast to loose weight. Just change your diet and physical activity.
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It's the last day of May in 2017. I am currently on my way home from a viewing in St Charles, MI at 8:50pm. Today made me come to grips with the passing of another fellow human. A great human that was lucky to cross paths with. I'm going to keep his and his family's privacy in this post, outside of one photo.
I only knew him for a few years, as he and his wife moved into the cottage up north next to my parents'. My dad was closer to him than I. They were considered 'fishin' buddies'. They hung out at campfires, got up early and went fishing, and traded stories. I'm sure there was much, much more that I didn't witness.
Unfortunately, our neighbor was diagnosed with cancer a couple years ago. It started in one area and spread. Only given 6 more months. He took care of his wife anywhere from the cottage up north to the farm in St. Charles, or even at the boat house in Florida. Not only that, but he raised several children and about two to three times more grandchildren.
I mentioned he had 6 months. Well, he beat that out by 2 years. Yup. He never gave up. I never heard a true negative statement from this man. 100% good vibes. In the slideshow at the funeral home, there was a smile on his face in every picture. Here is another one:
He didn't even catch the fish, but he was still happy. He was happy to just get out there and be fishing, and for the success of others.
So, going back to the funeral home. I've never seen such a line to pay your respects. Just by that, you could tell that this man had an impact on a significant number of humans, and in a positive way. When I got there, I was just able to get in the door. When I left, the line was out the door, out the enterence, into the parking lot. Incredible.
He was primarily a farmer. I heard to spit his farmer knowledge and couldn't really keep up. He knew what he was doing. I've never actually seen the farm he worked so hard on for so long. Until today. Actually, on the way home. We, my parents and I, took a different route on the way home from St. Charles and within 10 minutes, we found ourselves passing right by the sign that he was photographed next to with one of his sons, shown in the slideshow at the funeral home. It was a significant parcel. The silo's were prestine. The farm was impressive. And he is now passing that down to his children continue with. Now, that, in itself, is a legacy.
But, I believe in what I've described in this passage. A legacy is not fit enough for this man. An incredible legacy. Now, that's it. That fits better. Unfortunately, it is still not appropriate for the impact that this individual has manifested throughout his lifetime on planet Earth.
I write this in memory of a great man that I have had met and lived next to. Also, to share his incredible legacy with others and myself so we are reminded of the greatness that can be achieved and the happiness that can be expressed in our lives. Live strong. Always find a reason to smile. Never give up. Find your passion. Provide for your family. And leave a legacy.
RIP my friend.
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