I was partway through my fast, had just gotten out of therapy, and was asking myself, "Why am I fasting?"
Then I stopped fasting.
Throughout the day I had 3 grilled chicken legs, 1 steak taco, some corn chip with guacamole, 2 kind cranberry & almond bars, and a big salad with grilled chicken and cilantro dressing. And once again the dreaded ice cream cone.
Less than 2,000 calories on the day. It's a healthy amount of food for me to eat but it's too much to be getting results at the pace I want. I really need to bring it down to like 1400 or less. Or start exercising maybe, if I could ever find some form of physical activity I don't hate.
This guy's really funny. And since flying to New York recently, his stuff about flying has taken on new meaning to me.
I'm still really not sure whether deciding to break my fast is a good sign or a bad sign. It's either a lack of discipline, or signs of a more healthy less turbulent relationship to food.
I don't know which.