Resistance is lurking every where! And just when you think you’ve conquered it in one place, it pops up and wrecks havoc in another place.

I’ve been patting myself on the back for being productive. I’ve been focusing on my daily “frogs” for the last couple of weeks. I thought I had shown Resistance who’s the boss…

But I was wrong. Resistance just moved on to another one of my goals. To whisper and thwart me from moving forward on my Marathon Weight.

I’m getting close to my Marathon Weight of 180lbs. And I’ve been intending to do an extended fast to help move the needle closer to the mark.

Usually every month I do one or two extended fasts of 24 to 36 hours. I didn’t do any last month. Something kept getting in the way. Resistance, perhaps?

Little things kept stopping me. One time, the food I was cooking for my wife and daughter was too delicious. Another time, I decided to help eat the leftovers. And so on.

Before, I didn’t have any trouble sticking to my plan for extended fasts. But last month and for the first part of this month, I kept waffling. I didn’t follow through.

It struck me a couple of days ago that it might be the work of my old friend Resistance…

So, I decided to do an extended fast. I fasted for 62 hours. How do like them apples, Resistance?

But I’m not going to be smug about it. Resistance is crafty. Resistance doesn’t sleep.

Resistance is already laying awake trying to figure out how to trip me up next.

© 2021 Peter Gruner