Sorry for the brief post. I’m sure that during these 30 days, I’ll have a few of these where I am too spent to be much good on a keyboard (or anything else).
Tonight, I had the opportunity to end my fast on a soccer field. It was only ten minutes before sunset, so I got to run my body ragged for a few, and then duck out and grab some water. Thanks to sunrise sunset.com, I am able to know the precise minute of official sundown.
I sat on the bench staring at my iPhone as it screamed at me 7:58!!! for at least 200 seconds. I popped the lid off of my water bottle, willing my phone clock to turn with a harsh stare. Finally, when that lovely 8 lost one of it’s curves, I took a deep, long swig.
I could feel my saliva changing. Instead of serving the role of softening my food, during my fast, it has become my internal water fountain. I know that sounds gross, but I’ve been experiencing some real psychological nourishment from my salivary glands. While I expected to be dry-mouthed during this fast, I have been surprised to discover that its more of a thickening of my saliva than a straight drying out.
My breath isn’t peachy during the fast, but during Ramadan, this is seen as a blessing to God.
“The change in the breath of the mouth of him who fasts is better in Allah’s estimation than the smell of musk.”
I’m not a big fan of musk, but the point is well taken.
I went out during the next shift and promptly scored the first goal of the game. Despite the mental strength that this fast is bestowing upon me, I’m gonna go ahead and thank H20 for that one.
10% of the fast is completed. Tomorrow is another day.
I can do this.

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