For those of you who are sick and tired of hearing about this, I UNDERSTAND believe me. And I’m pretty sure I’m breaking all sorts of rules by even telling you I’m fasting, but the only way I know how to deal with traumatic events is to process out loud.
If you’re just joining in, all you need to know is I’m a non-faster who enjoys wine, sugar and bacon (not typically in that order, but I’m open), who is currently fasting.
We’re nearing the end so I’m more like on the pro-level now compared to when I wrote Part Uno, so I should be able to provide even more compelling observations.
Firstly, based on multiple conversations via text, phone call and over dinner with friends, I’ve decided it should be re-titled. Instead of The Daniel Fast, a more fitting name would be Daniel’s Gas: A 21-day Tour. Read more →