I suppose that is rather graphic, but it accurately describes the affect of having intentionally ignored the joy of my caffiene addiction. I had tried to plan for this, really I had, er did. I cut down on the coffee and refused to drink any on Sunday. It wasn't easy, lately that cup of Joe has brought the sort of smile to my face that intimate contact would.
Really, I have had some amazing cups and I have thoroughly enjoyed them, but I digress.
Anyhoo, for those of you who have never experienced a day like this let me share a little bit about it. People who fast have dragon breath and short tempers. It is not really surprising. If you don't feed the animals we get cranky.
And the lack of food/water creates a
I did my usual bit of leining Torah. The Dark haired Beauty cheered me on again. That sweet little girl made me smile. When I started doing this a thousand years ago I had no idea that one day my children would be there to see me.
There being there is not the reason why I do it, but it is real bonus. I especially appeciate the commentary from "Little Jack" who told me that I was so loud I woke up the guy who was sleeping. Speaking of which should I ever decide to get smicha and become a pulpit rabbi I won't let my congregants sleep.
No sir, fall asleep while I am talking and you become the poster boy, literally. I'll hand out sharpies and watch people decorate you. Ok, I wouldn't really do that. But I might make you wear a funny hat or wave a chicken over your head. Who knows.
And how was your Yom Kippur?
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I loved mine. All of us first-time full-fasters managed to make it through in one piece, although I must say, the caffeine-withdrawal got to me too! Still, killer headache aside, by the time we ended with Havdalah and some very welcome fruit, the synagogue was abuzz with very hyper people indeed.
Then, I was invited to break my fast properly at the rabbi's home, along with quite a few other people, which was a lovely end to the day.
If I said I was looking forward to next year, would that sound strange?
rachel
Yom Kippur was delicious for me. I don't know what it is about Yom Kippur, but it's never as meaningful as the Tisha b'Av fast for me. So, I didn't fast yesterday. However, I followed along vicariously through Tweets, and felt like I could feel others' hunger and pain. That was meaningful to me. Glad you made it through in one piece.
Well, I'm not Jewish so.....I suppose I can ignore that elephant if you can. :)
As for the caffeine. It takes a MONTH to kick the addiction. A full month. (However, it takes less than a week to get readdicted.) I know this because I had to go cold turkey when I had an episode with kidney stones in April, and did research on it. And I have to say, I sleep better, and no longer suffer from those withdrawal headaches on days when I didn't get as much as usual. Those first two weeks were a monster though, I felt like I couldn't move and my whole body hated me.
If I said I was looking forward to next year, would that sound strange?
No, it doesn't. It is all a question of what you get out of it. If it means something than of course you'd look forward to it.
Vicki,
Fast vicariously through Tweets. Hmm.. that is an interesting idea- hadn't really thought about it.
AJ,
My body has hated me for years. One of these days the two of us are going to duke it out. There can only be one master.
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