Complete. I even spent the day at Ikea, and while Dad and his friend gobbled down those fabulous Swedish meatballs, I drank my quart of juice. Oh lord, and I even made dinner for everyone tonight, and survived.
I think the most difficult part of fasting today was explaining why I was doing this. To write it seems easier. When I watched those two men in the movie, I wanted that change for myself. I want to wake up with less pain. I want to believe that cleaning up my diet really will improve my health. And I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I want to lose weight. Want, want, want… meaningless words unless I take some action.