How do I start here… well this is… it’s easy and not. A lot depends on how busy you are and in which way you are busy it seems. I’m working in IT, so I just ‘sit in front of a computer all day’. On a busy day, it’s not difficult at all to fast during office hours. But when it’s a slow day, my mind is constantly thinking about other stuff. Food stuff. And then there’s the weekend. Last weekend on Sunday I went to do some things with my son, which meant I biked here and there. The sun was happily shining and I was definitely feeling less energetic, less powerful. And very, very thirsty! During the week I’m really almost never thirsty. I guess sitting still in a climate controlled environment doesn’t make you thirsty, while moving around in the sun does. That’s no rocket science, right? The Saturday before was much slower, we walked to and in the Zoo and did some groceries etc. Mentally I was always busy, but there was no physical challenge. Fasting was quite easy then.
Of course it’s more difficult the first day(s), but now after 10 days I’m really getting used to eating just once a day already. The first days I was also constantly explaining to my colleagues (with whom I was still going to lunch, just to socialize) what the Ramadan is and that what I’m doing is not dangerous or especially difficult. I didn’t try to explain intermittent fasting to them, these are the same people that couldn’t imagine not eating sugar for even a day, remember… Actually we had some nice discussions around the topic, which is not what regularly would happen in a group of non Muslims I guess.
Now that I’m mostly used to not eating during the day, I find that waiting to eat in the evening is the most annoying. I’m home, the children are in bed, the kitchen has been cleaned… and now we wait. For almost 2 hours we’re just waiting for dinnertime to come. Of course we keep ourselves busy by reading a book or so but still. We’re just waiting. Time never passes slower than when you’re waiting for something nice.
But then! Then, everything tastes like heaven! You could give me a dry piece of bread and it would be the best damn piece of bread I ever ate! But I’m a lucky bastard, because we don’t eat just dry bread, but some nice and healthy balanced things. I eat until I’m full, which is roughly the equivalent of what I would normally eat in 2 meals, I guess. I don’t really stuff myself, but Mrs. Precise is regularly ‘complaining’ that she ate too much.
I seems to me this challenge will get easier as time progresses, let’s see!