If yesterday was a ten out of ten for easiness, day 5 was a nine and a quarter. I had lunch with all the boys on my desk. They all had a three course meal. All I had was a bottle of water and a mint tea. Nice restaurant too. Food looked and smelt amazing. It was no problem, but it was a long-ish lunch and towards the end I needed some of the MC drink. I popped back to the office and did feel lighted headed and odd. Defo need to keep the drink constantly drunk religiously every one and a half hours, otherwise that happens. Oddness cleared up within 15 minutes of drinking the drink.
I also felt a little light headed in the evening, right now as I type this in fact. I guess I need more of the drink. So far I have lost just 2kg (4.4 pounds) which is ideal. This adventure is not about weight loss.
Last night was again annoying. Got up no less than four times to pee. Hummf! Got back to sleep straight away, but did feel on each occasion that a dam was about to burst.
Otherwise an uneventful day. I must say this is considerably easier than I ever thought possible. Imagine that: I have not had any food for 5 whole days and – it’s a chinch! I have juice fasted loads of times before, but fasting was never this easy. The Master Cleanse rocks! Or maybe this is the calm before the storm!!!! LOL.
Nothing out of the ordinary to report today. No storms in sight.
This morning I weighed in at 66kg, still down just 2kg since the start: perfect! I am adding more maple syrup to the drink, this is supposedly the way to reduce weight loss on the fast. If you want more weight loss, just reduce the maple syrup.
Blood pressure unchanged: 131/81 pulse 49
22nd August 2013
Dreamt about food this morning. Dreamt I was about to break the fast with a huge plate of chips. Chips as in French fries to you Yanks! A great big pile a thick fish ‘n’ chip shop chips, steaming and oozing fresh from the frier. A plate of mash potato also turned up too for some unknown reason. Looked great, but I woke up thinking: surely I shouldn’t break the fast with chips? I don’t eat them hardly ever normally! As I groggily came too, I farted, followed through, again, then sat on the throne for 20 minutes. What a wonderful way to start the day! They joys of the Master Cleanse! In fact, I spent a lot of the day on the loo today. I don’t count these things but prolly had ten dumps today. Wonderful eh!
The boys in the office are fascinated with the whole fasting experience and constantly ask how I am doing and what’s going on. They can’t believe I’m finding it so easy, that I can work a normal day, and that I still look like a normal person! One of the guys even looked it up and is considering doing it himself! Wild eh!
I have only done one salt water flush, so I thought I’d do my second this evening when I got back from the office. All went according to plan, but you do have to sit on the bog for an hour afterwards and that’s not compatible with my mornings in the week. So I will reserve them for the weekend and odd occasions like this evening. Lax tea is otherwise doing its job of keep me regular.
My tongue is a lovely furry yellow submarine yellow. That means I got lots of toxins coming out. That’s good! Stanley Burrough’s book says that a clean pink tongue for 24 hours is a good indicator that the job is done and the fast can be stopped. I guess that’s what I’m actually aiming at here. That’s the goal. I don’t get the opportunity to fast very often, nor the balls, so I figure when I do fast, that I should go for as much as I can.
Apart from that – things remain remarkably easy, simple and hassle free. I get no hunger pangs, no cravings, no nothing really. Mostly a completely normal day, apart from the multitude of BM’s.
Nothing to report yesterday on day 8, but today on day 9 I am having my first tricky day. Only mild, but I am getting my first real signs of my detox. This morning I had to go to a Bar Mitzvah at a synagogue. Never been to one of those before, very nice and all, but I couldn’t understand a word and spent two and a half hours listening to grown men sing in Hebrew. Ummm! I was stuck at the back on the pew and there is only so many times I could get up and go get my pre-mixed MC drink. I guess I didn’t drink enough because I defo felt a bit pikey: left shoulder pain and nausea. Lasted into the afternoon too. I had to keep my fluid intake super high when I got home. My mouth and teeth are all furry, white today, and I keep having the beginnings of a headache approaching, but the vast water intake is keeping it at bay.
Overall my most tricky day so far. Tricky as in feeling rough, but I’m still not hungry in the slightest.
I did the salt water flush (SWF) last night after I got home from work last night. It is very effective. Straight through cleaning my guts from the inside-out. I felt drained afterwards and went to bed very early. I did it again this morning. The water coming through is very dark and mysterious, frothy too. I just been doing some research on Curezone.com. The flush will eventually go water-clear as all the crud in me is washed out. Day 9, with and without the SWF, and my BM’s remain dark and murky. I look forward to them clearing. I wonder how long it will take? Day 9 and still full of crap!
I wonder how long I will be fasting for? I will push as long as I can, until my body says no more. The only pressure I have to stop is pressure from work. It’s a big pressure too. Anyways, lets see how long I can go on eh. Think I was will have a detox bath tonight with Epsom salts. Looked that up and seems to be acceptable on the MC.
Weight: 65kg. down 3 kgs (6.6 pounds)
My pee has gone water-white and clear now. No yellowy colour.
The skin on my face is a bit rough and dry.
Rash on my foot continues to reduce, but not gone yet.
Burning feet horribleness has massive reduced. Not gone, but mostly. That is rock n roll cool!
Energy levels the same. Not enough to exercise.
Boom! A major milestone hit! 10 BIG days on the Master Cleanse. Nice! This equals my longest fast record! Cool eh! Very happy with myself indeed. Gave myself a large pat on the back for a good job done. Today was an interesting one too: good things and bad things.
First the good: Today my sense of smell returned big-time. I been smelling all those great smells wafting by all day. The take-away curry shop. Plants in the garden smell amazing. The carrots. The apples. The curry plant is sooo strong. Bad smells too, like stinky breath. Yikeees! Please brush your teeth dude!
Anyways, I shaved in the afternoon today because I’m going out tonight for the Bar Mitzvah bash tonight. Proper party with dinner, music, dancing and whatnot. When you get to the grand old age of 44, one of the things I have to do is trim my nose hairs. I have an electric nose trimmer. Awesome little gadget. Battery powered for my convenience!
So there I was, just finished shaving and I lent in to trim the old snozzle and I couldn’t believe my eyes. There were two massive caves tunnelling into my face via my nostrils. What? I could see right up my noze. And I mean right up there. Never been able to do that before. All the skin up my nose was like new: all fresh, and pink, and clear. I guess it must have been permanently inflamed. And now, it was all reduced, and I could almost see my BRAIN. I looked! I couldn’t, but it was like looking up a dark tunnel into my head. Odd eh! And pretty damn cool. I can breathe properly today. Feels great. Nice clean, clear in-breaths via my nose. Wonderful eh!
And when I can breathe great, big deep in-breaths – That’s a great big yoga starting signal!!!! And restarting my yoga is very high on my priority list. Very high indeed. That would be super cool!
Next. The bad things: In the afternoon signs of detox started coming on strong. I didn’t have a BM in the afternoon and I could tell that wasn’t great. I was battling with the water. I was pouring it down my neck as fast as I could, but I could tell I was losing the battle. Headache was coming on. And then I had to go party. The Bar Mitzvah.
Cool party too. Met some really nice people, had a good chat, played 21 at one of the betting tables for an hour or so. At dinner I didn’t eat the food and, somehow, the incredibly polite people I was sitting with didn’t press me about why I didn’t touch a bean. I didn’t have to admit to being on a maga fast. Good. Everything was mostly under control, headache was no big deal. I’m a professional and I can handle it.
But then the music started. Pounding trance reverberated through my poor fasting body. I even hit the dance floor for half an hour and chopped up some cool shapes. Nice! However the large volumes of water were not enough to keep the detox symptoms at bay and I had nowhere to hide, and no way to escape. This was my wife and daughters friends and I had to be involved too. I eventually retreated to a quiet corner and played Kingdom Rush II on my iphone, but the damage was done.
What I really needed to do was have a dump: get the toxins out so they wouldn’t circulate around my body making me feel like crap. But I was stuck at the party and nothing was coming out my arse. Oh the joys of fasting and partying!
The massive pounding headache actually brought me to tears. Yes, hurt so much I cried. Only a few right. Just a moistening and swift wipe. Man’s tears. Nothing girly. Some really nasty $hit coming outta me to make me do that. I told myself: better out than in. That brought a wry smile, but this was a serious pounder.
Drove home through gritted teeth as every dump along the road echoed around my head. Eventually got in at 1130pm. I made a tactical decision. I figured I needed to get my bowels moving somehow. I didn’t want to wait until the morning to do the salt water flush (SWF), so I got home and did one straight up. It made for a late night, and I had work in the morning, but I needed to get toxins out of me ASAP. Not sure if this is acceptable under the rules, but it needed doing and that’s what I did.
Drink and then hit the bog after 15 minutes. Takes an hour finish up, but SWF was a success. Didn’t feel great, but the intensity did ease a little. Had a horrible nights sleep. I crawled outta bed five times to pee burning piss outta my poor old knob, all with a pounding headache.
Woke in the morning day 11 still with the groggy headache. Did another SWF and … and good news: life returned to normal. Headache retreated. Phew! Success! Thank you SWF. Good job! I will remember that trick for next time.
Oh, damn, wrote too much tonight; too long! Man, I do ramble on sometimes: sorry, but this account is mostly for me. If you got this far, congrats!
Anyways…I’m pushing on. Day 10 was the first hurdle. I will continue as far and as long as possible. The only pressure to stop is from work – and I have decided that my health takes precedence over work on this occasion.
I have decided.