An hour after getting up I got really hungry. I didn’t have to think about food the whole time but my body told me to eat something.
9:10 Leaving the classroom the scent of the cafeteria filled the university and I started craving Meatloaf with Onionsauce.
Oh, what I would have given for a piece of meat ^^
10:33 My belly started talking to me. I think it tried to convince me to grab something to eat ^^
13 – 14:00 Two words: Hunger pangs. It was really bad, my belly hurt and I really felt like I needed to eat something. But I wasn’t tired or in a bad mood or anything. I felt fine but hungry.
15:00 I went on a walk for 45 minutes and felt like I ran a marathon when I came home. My knees were wobbly and my head was foggy and my heart was beating very fast.
I ate a few crumbs of instant soup(for the salt and to easy my hunger) and felt better afterwards.
I was craving milk like hell so I put some milk in the fridge to have it nice and cold when I’m done fasting. I’mm so looking forward to that 0.0
(I know it’s a potential hazard to keep something you want somewhere you can reach easily but I eased my mind and know I can enjoy the feeling of looking forward to that milk)
The bad feeling from after the walk didn’t pass for several hours and I felt really exhausted and somewhat ill.
It wasn’t planned but I decided to eat something.
So after 47 hours of fasting I ate. I didn’t want to force myself to keep on fasting because I was afraid it would get worse the third day and the next time I would have wanted to fast I wouldn’t have been able to bring myself to it.
The majority of the day I felt completely neutral. Like an empty vessel that waited to be filled.
No hunger, no anything. Just at peace.
There wasn’t any stress because I didn’t have to plan what to eat.
It’s been a long time since I felt at peace.
Despite the hunger from time to time I was really focused the whole day, was in a good mood and felt good and chilled.
And I wasn’t even tired.
The coldness from the first day got a bit better but didn’t pass completely.
What annoyed me was that A simple 45 minute walk exhausted me like a whole marathon.
Having eaten made me feel better but I also regretted it to some extent. What If everything would have been wonderful the third day? What I I could have fasted longer.
Well, I don’t know what could have been but I now know what awaits me next week when I’ll be fasting again for 2 days.
Starting fasting in little steps is maybe better than forcing it, having a bad experience and never doing it again.
It was a great experience and I’ll be definitely going to do it again.