Well, I didn’t pass out while mowing the lawn. Thankfully. I felt like it a few times but I just drank some water. Here is a picture of me on the front porch during this process.

My 30 hour fast went OK. There was a point where I thought I would pass out any moment but then all of a sudden, I wasn’t really hungry anymore. Like a moment of hunger clarity.

When I was finished, I had a nice big burger. I recommend you do not do that, I didn’t feel so hot.

I ended up losing about 2 pounds, but that is only temporary I’m sure. Overall, it was a success, though I didn’t have any revelations or “Eureka!” moments regarding world peace or anything like that. I thought I would end up feeling more like this guy in the picture.

Well, my 30 hours of no eating started off great. I had a nice big breakfast of an omlet with mushrooms, asparagus, bacon and gouda cheese. Probably about 3 or 4 eggs in it. A couple of slices of toast with pumpkin butter. And some coffee with sugar and cream. This was all before 9:00am mind you.

Then 9:00 rolled around. I was feeling pretty good, although already starting to get a little hungry. But no problem, only 30 hours to go!

Around 11:00, I started to get a little faint from lack of food. I usually have a light snack at least by 11:00 so my body was starting to complain. Plus there was some baking going on in the house, so a nice big cake was staring at me from the kitchen. I could have murdered it if I had a fork.

By noon, I was starving, or “starving marvin” as I like to say. Pathetic, no? I hadn’t eaten in 4 hours and I was already regretting this experiment. WWGD? What Would Gandhi Do? Medidate? Read a book? Plan some non violent resistance? Hell if I knew, so I decided to look him up on Wikipedia.

Gandhi dedicated his life to the wider purpose of discovering truth, or Satya. He tried to achieve this by learning from his own mistakes and conducting experiments on himself. He called his autobiography The Story of My Experiments with Truth.

Well, look at that, I feel like Gandhi himself! Maybe he was just doing some caloric restriction experiments and used the whole independence for India as a cover story.

I thought about reading a book but I realized I was supposed to be going through my day just like normal. Too bad my normal routine would be to mow the lawn. Stay tuned to see if i pass out or not while mowing the lawn.

Well, the first experiment I decided to do was not to eat anything for 30 days. Then I thought better of it and decided to limit myself to 30 hours.

30 hours?! I hear you out there laughing. Especially everyone who has every visited a third world country and have seen firsthand what a lot of people eat (or don’t eat) in the world. Well, too bad. I carry some extra weight around, I consider it more of a parasitic twin really, so I thought 30 hours would tax my body enough.

To get the most out of this fun time, I will start at 9:00am and go to 3:00pm on the next day. I will eat nothing and only have 10 glasses of water. I will go through my normal day and not try to just sleep during the whole thing. I will also sit through all meals with my normal meal companions just to irritate myself even more. Also, I will calculate fat percentage and body weight just for fun (an odd defintion of fun, I know).