What would RTH do?

That is the question.

If I were in a highschool yearbook, they would vote me most likely to die of a lynch mob. That does not prevent me from opening my mouth and serving a warm hearty cup of STFU to people who deserve it. My dark scathing humor will leave no matter of existence untouched. My innocence will touch your soul.

Welcome to a warped world turned inside out and upside down. All sorts of discretion advised.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

When the Heathen Fasts (Day 6)

Today by far was perhaps the most difficult and challenging day of my fasting endeavor. When I began the day I did not know if I had the resolve to go through with it. It is unlike anything I have ever done before. As a major foodie who loves food, it is not in my nature to resist offerings of food. However, by the end of the day I had discovered will power and resolve, I never knew I had.

Well they were serving pizza at work today. All the office staff and farm staff were going to be there. Initially, I had planned to skip it and just take a nap in my car. Then I was asked to join the luncheon. I politely declined saying, I was not eating. Surprisingly, I was not asked why. They simply asked would I please join with them at the table since it was a company event. So I did.

There was lemonade, iced tea and my latest craving root beer. The tables were set out and pizza boxes all laid out. Cheese lovers, peperoni, meat lovers and veggie delite. The smell of fresh baked pizza was surrounding me in all directions. I sat at a table watching people devour pizza, having seconds and thirds. Normally I cannot resist the scent of pizza. It drives me nuts. I have to open the box right away and start munching. Strangely even though I was hungry, I experienced no cravings, desires, temptations or pangs. It was just like sitting and having an ordinary conversation. I was nonchalant and carefree. I could watch dozens of people eat and drink all around me - and I just went about with normal business.

I still took my afternoon siesta after the luncheon. It was hot again, so I was literally dripping in sweat by the time I was done. Took another nap when I got home and again went on a late walk. So it was almost 9 again by the time I was eating again. Actually, I figured I have been keeping the fast a good 15-20 minutes longer than I need to. I was going by southern sunset times instead of local. Silly me. Considering that, the past two days have been at least an hour more than I need to. Oh well, its been an interesting experience.

Lessons from Day 5

1) Waffle sandwich with Nutella is the best thing ever. I am not sure why breakfast places here are not serving it up yet. I feel my survival these days has been solely due to the filling, delicious and nutritious Nutella breakfasts late night.
2) Truly: Where there is a will - there is a way. I am discovering determination and resolve I never knew I had.

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