Fasting was not a problem. It was so easy not to eat for one day that I am embarrassed that I am writing a three part post on the subject.
Just got back from watching ‘La La Land’ with my partner. I won’t spoil the ending except to say that it was a most excellent and enjoyable romantic musical.
Now I have done some reading on Caloric Restriction before (specifically CRON by Peter Voss) in the past. And hey, I am 45 now so it’s time to do something. But I hesitate to start CRON because well… I fucking love chocolate.
I just don’t see myself as a person who will be able to do this right. It’s possible, I guess, if I took small steps. Cut down sugar bit by bit. It’s possible that I will one day love piles and piles of steamed broccoli. And sour my face at the outrageous sweetness of Coca-Cola.
But Intermittent Fasting seems to actually need less discipline. I am not saying that it works. I mean I can eat a lot of calories to catch up over the next couple of days after a fast. But who knows, maybe the act of fasting is similar in psychology than the act of exercise… meaning that because you did something ‘good’ that you will pressure yourself into eating a tad bit more sensibly because you don’t want to erase that good. Shrug.
