My Last 10 Hours of a 72-Hour Fast
I’m at hour 62 of a 72-hour fast, ten hours from finishing something I never thought I’d even attempt.
So… why am I doing this?
People keep asking, “Why? You don’t need to lose weight.” And that’s exactly the point.
I didn’t start this to lose weight.
I started because I’m curious.
I love learning through experience. I wanted to know: Can I do it? What happens to my mind? My body? My discipline? What does hour 72 feels like? Is it true you get all the resets in your body?
Curiosity, definitely not weight loss is what pulled me in.
The Hard Middle
Around the 50-hour mark, I honestly thought I might quit. I felt weak, crampy , nauseous, however time to time got a rush of adrenaline. My heart felt loud. It wasn’t dramatic hunger, just uncomfortable.
But mentally? I was challenged, to be honest I thought I am going to give up.
But I kept telling myself: Just one minute. Then one more. One step. Then the next.
That got me through till bedtime….
This Morning Felt Different
Yes I woke up tired, but motivated. I realised if I stopped now, I’d feel disappointed, not because I “failed,” but because I’d know I could have finished and chose not to. Sooo… “ not today ****!!!”
The Final Stretch
Now I’m focused hour by hour.
Curious. Present. Proud.
Ten hours to go.
One step at a time….until the finish line.