I would like to start off by saying that I blog without pictures is boring. On that note, I don't blame you if you don't finish reading my next sentence let alone the rest of my post. I promise I will post pics soon, but right now I just don't have the time and I didn't want to put off blogging about my fast any longer.
Since I quit smoking about a year and a half ago, I have either had a slew of physical ailments, or each day I just realize a little more what I have actual done to my body, I'm not exactly sure which. Either way, most days I have felt like a hostage in my own body, like it's holding everything from my energy levels, my personal friendships, my grades, my happiness, all the way to how attractive I might be to a potential employer, against me until I just do what it wants me to do, and not what I think is best for it. The problem is, when given control, my natural inclinations as to what to do with myself haven't been very responsible in the past. Most days, all I want is to be me again. A young, energetic, glowy, full of potential powerhouse that people can't help but to gravitate towards. A lot of the time though, I just feel like a 22 year old that experienced too much too fast and is now stuck in a 45 year old mans body.
Over the last year and a half, I haven't stopped working towards snapping back. Organic fruits and vegetables galore, juice fasting, long periods of complete avoidance from fast and even processed foods all together. Heavy detoxing and healing crises have become a regular in my life, however the stress of some of these extremes I feel has really broken me down further. It's a hard balance to maintain, avoiding toxicity while still ensuring that you stay properly nourished. Some times you feel like you don't have any real options at all. You breakdown and eat an over sized ice cream cone. It was delicious and you don't really feel that bad about it. Sooo, why not do it again a couple hours later with friend this time. It's not really
that bad if you have an accomplice. They would stop you from doing something you really regret right...? Then the guilt sets in. "You idiot!" you think to yourself " you work so hard on trying to be nice to your body and then you tox it up for a quick moment of oral pleasure". Then you realize that being harsh with yourself won't change what you've already done, just increase your stress levels causing even deeper wrinkles, grayer skin, and if possible an even faster acceleration of hair loss. At this point you come up with a solution you've used before. "I'll simply make today a cheat day. Everybody deserves a cheat day right? For balance?" At this point you decide you need to get it all out of you and you might as well have some of everything you've been craving for the last month and you head to Betos to consume a whole pound and a half of Mexican made heaven. And the cycle starts all over again. To far to one side, slingshot back into extreme over endulgance and self destructive habits that don't reflect your actual goals for yourself at all. Does this sound familiar? Maybe I'm the only crazy.
Anyways, to break away from the extremes, I have decided to do something extreme. I have fasted before, no food or drink sometimes, just freshly juiced fruits and veggies others, but I've never actually stuck to anything for a long period of time. I work out at least four days a week now and I definitely didn't want to do anything detrimental to my muscle gains. I sort of decided actually that it would be better to keep my muscle and performance gains than to worry about the actual state of my body, but I just can't help but to wonder what it is I am actually doing to myself when on a 'normal' high protein diet. I decided to eat more fish, but after my hair started falling out faster than ever and I hit a wall when it came to the bench, I looked for something else. Most protein shakes either contain too much sugar/fructose, or an artificial sweetener blend that could cripple a camel after a year of use. Either way the whey is denatured and ridden with herbicides, pesticide residue, artificial growth hormones and antibiotics, and you know that the cows it came from are fed a diet soo far from their roots that they have permanent rings with plastic covers holding open holes in the sides of their gut. That way when the genetically modified corn and soy get backed up enough to create serious blockage and infection, the mess can be removed in a more simple manner. Sounds like just the type of thing you want to put into your already broken body right? I decided paying 7 bucks for a gallon of organic milk was probably the best way to go. It's so dead though (ultra-pasteurization/homogenization), that even while taking artificial enzymes with it, my gut and bowels (not to mention everybody within breathing distance) were pleading for mercy by the end of the first day. I wished I could just get my milk raw. That's when I was thrown the shiny red safety ring I had been waiting for. A floatation device anchored to a rope with a rescue team pulling me back to shore.
After researching the many many many benefits of raw milk (no wonder it's so hard to legally purchase, FDA sellout conspiring fuckers), I found a website with a list of places for each state where you could find and purchase raw milk. Oddly enough, my new favorite store is located less then three blocks away. Store? That's right. Apparently Utah has a loophole in the legal abolition of raw milk sales. It is legal for the actual farm to sell the milk, or for a farm owned entity to do so. One of ten great states with this policy. Score. Real Foods Market. My team of personal professional health rescuers. The cows are grass fed, no grain, and roam free in wide open pastures. The price, $6+ a gallon. Worth it? Every damn cent!
After one day of real (raw milk) I felt a real change in my energy and cognitive levels. More and more researched turned into my latest obsession and it wasn't long before I decided to fast on just raw milk alone. Babies not only survive on raw milk alone, they grow and develop faster than at any other time in their entire lives on it. It's not only almost toxicity free, it was the protein I've so desperately needed, and a flood of nutrients, enzymes, and minerals my body has been begging for for years now. I will continue with this post tomorrow explaining a little more about fast and how I'm doing, but just know that I'm on day 8 and unlike any other fast I've ever been on, i feel incredible. No cravings, in fact, just the opposite. At almost 5000 calories a day of the most perfect, nutrient dense food on earth, what else is there to crave anyways? I'll keep you posted. Be excited. Next post I'll add pictures and video if I can finagle it.