Although it’s spring time
Marble clouds churn overhead
No sun on Sunday
So, we are on our third fast day. Its actually ok. If we get peckish we have a cup of fruit tea or oxo to take the edge off, and we really look forward to our light evening meal. I think its doing us good already.
I looked in the mirror the other day and thought ‘blimey my skin is glowing nicely’. Ok, I’d been out for a walk in the snow, which does tend to give you rosy cheeks, but my skin really did look clear and bright. I can’t say I’d ever noticed any such thing before. I’m feeling quite energetic too – actually got the wii zumba out yesterday, something I usually think about doing but refrain from as being one of those things that may very well be the death of me.
It’s not all down to the fasting either. The strange thing is that, although we really can eat and drink what we like the rest of the week, we have started eating healthier all the time. We’ve eaten couscous and lentils, chickpeas, salads, great quantities of vegetables and fruit, with little or no meat. In fact we’ve only eaten meat twice for over a week. And no we are not vegetarians, nor are we ever likely to be.
Chris has even snubbed bread and biscuits in favour of a plate of couscous. (my world is upside down!)
Of course, there is a down side. There is always a down side to everything. The downside to the 5:2 fast diet is that the days seem endless.
Even when I’ve been really busy, I’ve always tried to stop and eat some lunch at some point. At the weekends we’ve always sat down and gorged on a good lunch (though we don’t go down the traditional roast route as a rule) and then needed a rest afterwards – often in fact, a nap. Sunday lunch can take upwards of two hours – and that’s without the time spent in the kitchen cooking the thing.
This Sunday we sat and drank a cup of oxo, which took approximately five minutes. Not being over full our bodies don’t demand a shut down to digest, so no need of a nap. I guess we ought to be pleased that the weekend seems longer. After all, we’ve always complained about them going quicker than weekdays. But all the same, I miss that break.
Otherwise, so far, so good. I don’t know yet if its leading to any weight loss, but at least I feel better about myself. Of course, I can’t guarantee we’ll stick with it for months, but I think maybe for a few more weeks. After all, one of the great things about it is that I can look at all the food in my kitchen, and know I can eat what I like tomorrow.
Only a few more hours left….
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