Why?

55 hours of fasting sounds pretty impressive. And I think it is. I feel weak. I feel lightheaded. Today and yesterday, my only real days of vacation to do anything in my classroom and in my house, have been essentially useless. I'm too out of it to drive anywhere. Like Frodo approaching Mount Doom, consumed by the vision of a wheel of fire, I am obsessed by this fast. It occupies nearly every moment of my thinking. Each step, each breath, is experienced in the context of the fast.

So why am I doing it? A good question. It's not to lose weight (cuz that would just be silly). Here's why:

1. To see if I can - to challenge my mental toughness.
2. To develop a greater appreciation for food and hunger.
3. To reach a different level of consciousness.
4. To cleanse my body.
5. Because I thought it would be an interesting, unique way to end the year.