An unplanned day without food.

I haven’t been feeling great. I’m fine, but have been feeling hopelessly unfit. My weight has been around 80KG, which is about normal for me, but my belly tells another story.

Last Monday, I turned up for work after having my usual pot of coffee and only a handful of raising for breakfast. At that point, I decided to give one of my fasts a go. Although I may have thought about doing it in the last few years, this is not something that happened. The last time I tried was years ago and it probably seemed like a good idea then. This time seemed like a good time too. As I’ve done it before, I know what to expect. At least I knew what to expect. What I know now is I know how it feels.

To cut a long story short. I went to bed at 2030 on Monday evening. After missing breakfast, brunch, lunch, tea, and supper I wasn’t all that hungry. My mouth was missing food, but my belly wasn’t. The problem was a lack of stimulation. My brain and body wasn’t interested in anything and I decided the best thing to do was go to bed. That’s all I had to do after I made brown rice for tomorrows lunch and had fruit ready for breakfast.

Going to bed early is a great idea if you want a lot of sleep. This sounds obvious. It is obvious. But you have to weight that up against time left on the planet. So, we fool ourselves that we need to stay awake and make the most of every waking hour. It’s a tricky balance. More than that, it feels childish. And on the other end of the scale, this is what we see old people doing. But one thing is for sure. I’m overthinking things.

I’m still confused though. Who are these people who feel refreshed after a long nights sleep? When I woke up, I was still knackered.

Tuesday: Woke up tired after going to bed at 2130 the night before. Raising for breakfast, no lunch. Indian street food after work. In the pub now!

The time now is 1936 and I fully expect to be in bed around 2100 tonight. The fasting seems to have rest my body clock. This was the unexpected outcome. If only I could get myself out of bed at 0500 and make the most of the morning, that would be great. But I can’t. Not yet, anyway.

Thinking about it, I do feel a little better. I’m going to make this in to a Monday thing. I’ll keep you updated.