It is something that has intrigued me for years now... "how the hell can you survive for 10+ days without ANY solid food?!"
I had heard about fasting in the past, sure. Religious zealots or people who did way too much yoga and inhaled one too many new-age candles... these were the people I always imagined sitting there, meditating and humming and shit while they forced their bodies into some altered state of reality. Definitely not for me. Then in a conversation in the van a few years ago, Steveo told me about friends of ours who had fasted in the past, somewhat regularly even. Hearing this, i was intrigued. And it wasn't just the prospect of losing a boat-load of weight in a short period of time... it was the possibility of essentially starting over, from the inside out.
I remember reading how this guy perceived his body, how it was a vehicle to get him from the start to the finish...im paraphrasing here... just beat the hell out of it while you're here, enjoy yourself...don't hold back. drink, smoke, be reckless, really just use your body like a rental car and have fun. Because a perfectly healthy body does you no good when you're dead in the end. sure you might get to the finish line a little quicker, but maybe you'll leave behind something more than a diaper full of shit after a lengthy, safe existence. i liked this philosophy, made sense to me...
then i had a kid.
I'm 30 years old now and my metabolism couldn't outrun a glacier. my diet, well not so good. I try to follow through on eating healthy, but the simple fact is i like eating. im good at it. drinking too. i love beer. smoked cigarettes for years. lots of them. drugs, well, things happen. more or less, i've done a pretty good job treating my body like a Chrysler Sebring from Hertz.
My wife and I had our first son on April 11, 2007 and after the past 3 months of seeing a 7-1/2 pound develop and grow into a 15 pound little person who acknowledges me as his father, well to put it simply, I think i want to stop renting and stick around a little longer than previously planned. So for starters, this is what I have decided to do...
The Master Cleanser. A complete detox of my entire body. Minimum of 10 days with no solid food consumed. Not an ounce. A 10 day fast. I will live on a mixture of purified water with fresh lemon, grade B maple syrup and cayenne pepper. I have yet to try this concoction, but I have made up my mind and if its tastes like ball sweat than so be it. Plus i already bought everything i need from WholeFoods and threw out the receipt. I am determined to accomplish this, just me vs. the body which will be fighting back for years of being beaten on. I've read about many different scenarios that may go on, but I'm just going to document whats going on as it happens.
Its Saturday morning now, and I just weighed in at 211lbs. of worthlessness. Last meal will be tomorrow night, Sunday, and as of 12:01 Monday morning, well, i really have no idea whats going to happen.... although i got some ideas.
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I once went 11 days without food. I was on an IV the whole time, and couldn't even have water because my intestines had been resectioned to correct a birth defect and needed to heal. The only positive outcome of that ordeal is that I came out of that hospital 40 pounds thinner. The weight came back and brought friends, and no matter what I can't seem to get out of the 190-205 range these days. It sucks after 30.
I don't know if I could voluntarily go on such an extreme diet, though. Congrats on attempting it, and good luck to you.
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