Have you ever had a cat and watched it crawl into something like a paper bag?
The animal is curious enough to casually slip into the bag, sniff around and kick back and enjoy what it has discovered. Total comfort; not intimidated, no sign of fear, just a new place to rule.
We can compare this scenario to me (the animal) and the fasting process (the paper bag). I am anxious to start, at home with the whole plan, and I have ditched my vices as of this morning until what will be May of this year at the earliest.
Now take that same cat/animal (ME) in the "bag" (aka... self imposed limitations of fasting), and ever so quietly sneak up to that bag and grab the opening and close it up...
BAM "FISH ON"!...you got yourself a fight for life and limb, nothing but claws and claustrophobia. The "Reptilian brain'' is awakened and survival is at hand.
Arrrgh, I am going to die! (screamed in the voice of Sam Kinison )
Get me outta here!
Help! Somebody is trying to kill me!
Oh... that's right... I just voluntarily gave up coffee, beer and whatever (freedom) for the next 3 months so that I can feel whole again.
Heh Heh, I uh, like... just scared myself. I think I am a prisoner in my own mind.
Decaf anyone?
Monday, February 5, 2007
Sunday, February 4, 2007
SuperBowl Sunday
Party On... seventeen days until the fast begins.
Today, in preparation for my fast is my last day of vices. Coffee is to be eliminated, alcohol, and my seldom cigar as well. I had better enjoy the day. I am going to enjoy the game and have a few "Pacifico" beers, eat pork carnitas, pinto beans, fresh guacamole, and homemade corn tortillas. I will enjoy one of the CAO cigars that my brother sent me for my birthday last month, and I am planning on some serious play time with my grandson (10 months old), we are watching him for awhile today. This is going to be good.
Oh, by the way... I don't really care who wins the game.
There is the distinct possibility that I may have to drink a diluted coffee or two over the next week to ward off some miserable headache, but I won't be too hard on myself over that. Espresso is my second love... Give me a quad-shot Americano, about 2 Tablespoons of half-N-half and I am in heaven. Hmmm, I better go get one now before the day ends.
I have been doing considerable research on the fasting subject, re-reading my journal and communicating on the master cleanse forums; I am anxious for the fast to begin.
Today, in preparation for my fast is my last day of vices. Coffee is to be eliminated, alcohol, and my seldom cigar as well. I had better enjoy the day. I am going to enjoy the game and have a few "Pacifico" beers, eat pork carnitas, pinto beans, fresh guacamole, and homemade corn tortillas. I will enjoy one of the CAO cigars that my brother sent me for my birthday last month, and I am planning on some serious play time with my grandson (10 months old), we are watching him for awhile today. This is going to be good.
Oh, by the way... I don't really care who wins the game.
There is the distinct possibility that I may have to drink a diluted coffee or two over the next week to ward off some miserable headache, but I won't be too hard on myself over that. Espresso is my second love... Give me a quad-shot Americano, about 2 Tablespoons of half-N-half and I am in heaven. Hmmm, I better go get one now before the day ends.
I have been doing considerable research on the fasting subject, re-reading my journal and communicating on the master cleanse forums; I am anxious for the fast to begin.
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