Day Three...

Randomly, in the middle of Monday, I decided that I was going to do a juice fast. So here I am on day three. It's been really interesting- especially the dreams- all night Monday night I dreamed I was juicing big giant leaves of kale- I kept waking up trying to juice the quilt. Then last night I just kept bunching together bunches of green leafy things... During my naptime yesterday I just kept thinking about food, but then when I think of eating it I get sort of grossed out. Working in a restaurant makes it all the more interesting to do this fast. Watching people eat, the way they eat, what they eat. Watching how people eat out of desperation and fear, and then the whole other side of the spectrum- the 2 women who ate just what they wanted, laughed and talked the whole time. I enjoyed them the most.

I'm intrigued by the other things I've read about fasting- i.e. that you get very emotional, that it opens your mind. I'm finding that I see things very clearly (as in physically see them) my patience fluctuates pretty wildly- but at the same time I know why so it makes it easier to be more patient. The attitude I have towards food was never one I thought of as a stuffing down of feelings- but I'm changing my mind about that. It seems like I want to eat more when I'm bored or frustrated than out of a real sense of hunger. And when I think about what my body is truly craving I want slowwww cooked caramelized onions with some brown rice. Mmmmm. That and a long sensual massage.

I'm looking forward to today. Depending on how it goes I may extend this fast for a few more days. Being my first one, I don't want to push too hard, but I also feel more and more ready for a challenge. And with a whole two days under my belt I may just be up for it! I'm liking this depraved state of mind. And since I'm the woman who always seems to bow before a challenge I daresay I'm feeling a bit proud of myself for not giving in to chicken wings and a beer.