It's going well. I have had a short temper today. I'm upset that I got myself to this point of needing to fast for my health, but even when I was thin I ate total garbage and would have needed to fast anyway for detox. I have pressing engagements, my friend's wedding and going to see my family, that are keeping me motivated. I am happy to get junk out of my system no matter what the weight loss results are, but of course, I hope those are substantial. I have always been the one person I knew who would make impossible goals and then achieve them. It just seems that my confidence has dropped a bit since I've struggled with my weight the last 3 years.
Sorry...I didn't mean for this to become an autobiography.
All to say, I am doing well on my 3rd day. Thank you all for your words of encouragement, trials, and triumphs. And--HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all you proud Papa's out there!