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While I’ve always wanted to try intermittent fasting, I could never figure out how to fit it in my (pre-quarantine) life. Prior to March, my schedule looked something like this:
- Wake up at 5, eat, go to the gym.
- Get to work by 9, have coffee with a protein bar (yummm).
- Have lunch at around 1–2.
- Get home by 7, do some errands/work/study, have dinner.
- Go to bed at around 10.
Clearly, I never even had as little as 12 hours pass between eating.
Once quarantine started, things changed. I stopped waking up at 5. I decided to take a break from strength training and got back into yoga and running. I figured that maybe it’s worth to give intermittent fasting another chance.
Note: I say “intermittent fasting”, but perhaps “intermittent not-eating” would be a more accurate term. I still drink my coffee with milk during my non-eating hours, which technically breaks the fast.
As of today, I’ve been intermittent “fasting” for about 4–5 weeks, having my first meal at around 9–11 and my last between 2–5. My fasting window is usually between 14–20 hours long. Here’s what my life looks like now:
