I was told that there would be certain days of this detox fast that will be harder than others, and days that will be easier. Today is my first day of the latter variety. I feel GREAT. Meant to do my usual hour of yoga this morning. I felt so good, it turned into 3 hours.
I dreamt of food again last night, but not in a visceral, immediate, "oh god I must have it NOW" kind of way, but more in the "isn't that nice, I'm content to enjoy just looking at it" kind of way.
When I was young, our next-door neighbor's nephew would visit during the summers and he and I would run around the neighborhood together.
One summer, when I was about 10 or 11 (he was about the same age), we were sitting on the picnic table in my backyard when he asked me, "Can I see your butt?"
I considered his request and couldn't see a downside, so I hopped off the table and pulled down my shorts long enough for him to see my rear.
After I hopped back on the picnic table, we sat for awhile and then he asked, "Do you want to see my butt?"
I considered his offer and couldn't see an upside, so I politely declined.
I'm feeling much the same way about all my former cravings right now: "No thank you, I'll pass."
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