3 Day Fast.
As I write this, I’m two days in to a three day fast. It was going pretty normal up till a hour or so ago when I was taking a bath. I like to spend some time in the bath where I either just unwind or write some stuff down or just waste time browsing social media. This was not a good idea this time though. I know I’m depleted as I haven’t eaten anything in two days but worse still, I haven’t drunk much water either. Which means I’m not just lacking in energy from not eating, I’m also holding on to a lot of toxins and other crap produced by the body just as it’s normal functions. Usually one would would flush all this out by drinking lots of water. Add on top of all that sitting in a hot bath sweating, like a dumbass. Well as soon I got up out the bath I felt horrible and I immediately thought “oh shit”. Then it got worse and feeling horrible quickly became feeling faint. Then I sat back on the edge of the bath thinking that maybe standing up too quickly made things much worse than they needed to be. But then everything around started to go out of focus. I’ve felt that before in a fight where my opponent had my back and had a Rare Naked Choke sunk in deep, and quite a few times while cutting weight in the sauna for fights. I used to have to lose about 7kgs in sweat in one morning to make weight. (A story for another time). This was the real oh shit moment… Am I about to pass out??? Moi??? Surely not. Then the floor come up and slapped me.
As I lay on the floor I fought the darkness, My old friend. I didn’t go to sleep but I couldn’t move.
I was just hoping Zoe wouldn’t come upstairs and find me on the floor unable to get up. She’s seven months pregnant and still a badass, so considering I was actually having a bath so I could get ready and go out to work to do a long night shift, I knew I wouldn’t have been able to go to work which is not ideal obviously.
Anyway I didn’t tell her what happened. When she reads this is time enough. By then the fast will be over and I’m back to normal so she won’t cuss. Yeah right 😏
I left the house and went straight to the petrol station and bought a bottle of water and forced it down. I also had Sugar free gum which I ran through. Anything to give myself the illusion of eating.
Someone asked me why I fast on social media. I didn’t answer because the question kinda seemed like it was coming from a judgy place. I could be wrong but it was my first impression which I always trust. But without talking about the philosophical reasons, health and mobility. those are two immediate things that come to mind.
As a 50 year old who’s competed in MMA at a fairly decent level, I’ve had a lot of lasting niggles (injuries). They still play up every day even if I don’t pay attention to them too much. When I fast they all seem to go away and I get a few days of great mobility. I can train that much better. Until I start eating again for a couple of weeks and then it feels like I go back to aches and pains again.
I think fasting is amazing for health/healing. I will continue to do my intermittent fasting and clean up my diet a little bit more every month.
Also, I heard about a more extreme type of intermittent fast that I’m gonna try for 7 days. I may do it this month or next month but it’s definitely getting done. I’ll do it for 7 days and keep an intense workout regime aswell. If it bears fruit I will share.
It’s a 23 hours per day fast.
I’ll eat a decent (clean) meal at lunch and then fast until the next day at noon. This’ll be interesting.