Fasting Is The New Dieting

And I’m giving it a go.

Sitting here drinking my black coffee, I’m counting down the hours until I can eat. Well, not really. I’m only 14 hours into my 24-hour fast, but that just means I haven’t eaten since dinner last night. I wouldn’t have eaten yet this morning anyway, but I would have had copious amounts of cream in my coffee. It’s pretty rough drinking it black, but I’ll survive.

I’m halfway through my Venti, and it’s getting easier to choke down the dark brew. But sitting here in Starbucks, the smell of warm pastries is a bit hard to take. I’m outta here.

9.5 hours to go. But who’s counting.

I’ve just recently become interested in this intermittent fasting thing, and my limited research in the last 48 hours has brought me to 2 conclusions; it’s a good thing, and I can do this.

There are a multitude of online resources explaining the concept way better than I’d be able to do here. Suffice to say, your body can eat its own fat, and it behooves you to allow that to happen, by fasting.

Besides weight loss, studies have shown the benefits of intermittent fasting to include; increased anti-aging hormone production, better heart and brain health, protection against Type II Diabetes, and even cancer prevention. Sold.

What could be easier? Just don’t eat, and you will reap the benefits! Not only simple, but cheap!

Well, easy for me to say, with 7 hours left to go now until I can eat. I’m trying to reign in my cockiness, but it hardly seems like a Herculean task at this point.

After a long and hilly dog walk, I kind of forgot about the whole fasting thing, and automatically went for something to eat upon coming home. Oops, not so fast — 5.5 hours to go.

It’s my day off (I would never attempt this on a work day, at least not the first time), and there are chores to be done. I mean, I can’t just sit around counting the hours until I can shove some food into my mouth. Time to start being productive.

I noticed that both times I’ve left home, and come back through my front door, my Pavlovian response is to immediately go to the kitchen to eat something. Instead, I just chugged a big glass of water. It really does help.

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