Ah, yeah–one down, and 30 more to go. Today marks my first day of fasting and it went relatively good. The thing is yesterday I went for a walk and I walked a lot further that I usually do. I also ran about 3 blocks during that time. To the readers who are mister or missus exercise buffs– yeah, I know, that type of running wasn’t much, but to me that was a lot more than my body allowed me to do for a long time. I am recovering from a pulled muscle from last November that usually takes a year to heal. Back then, I was running 3-4 times a week and continued to do so even when I hurt myself– which was mighty stupid. So, them three blocks was an accomplished. Of course, I came back home with little muscle fatigue. Additionally, I only slept three hours last night So, today was, let me say, interesting. I was fine but I was fasting and registering people to vote at the West Indian Day Parade here in Brooklyn–walking up and down and constantly talking to people. By the end of the day I was so tired.
I truly believe that if I rested, the day would have been better. The interesting thing is I feel more spiritually connected than I have felt in a long time. It was really interesting to see how different I felt emotionally/spiritually compared to how I felt physically. However, this is the first day. 
I pray that it would be made easy for me. Ameen.
