It has begun. I’ve started my first fasting session and it’s almost over. Thanks to the quarantine and two weeks of home office I can reset my body and mind – hopefully once and for all.
This day is of special significance. I have been waiting for this for quite a long time: today I finally felt I’m back on track, ready to fight and climb back to the top.
The past two years have proved me wrong in many ways. I thought I had learnt from my past mistakes only to fall for them all over again.
I have taken up sports once and for all, which gave me a lot of motivation. Still I’m struggling with back pain. Some days it gets better, the others I’m just trying to find the cure for it.
Yesterday I got up with the desire to get into my best shape ever. Throughout the day this intention slowly changed into a concept and ultimately a crystal-clear devotion to this project.
New day, vegan way – It’s a poem about being vegan and having fun.
I get up early in the morning – or at least early for me. I feel the exhaustion of a long demanding week, it’s Friday but the upcoming weekend won’t give any relief I already know for sure. I look in the mirror; see the small changes I’ve been through, more mentally than physically. My body hasn’t changed much – I could analyze it with analytical precision but I still have to admit these are just minor differences that could also be the result of natural changes in my body stats.
I have been collecting my ideas every single day for the past few months and it still feels so difficult to sum it up. Should it be positive and encouraging or realistic with a hint of irony? It all depends on the purpose of my writing. I could share my experience as if it was a journey which is challenging but also difficult with unexpected relapses or an almost impossible fight against my nature and the world.
My biggest question to myself is how I can do sports on a daily basis if all my days are completely and totally different.