This past Saturday was Yom Kippur. That’s the Jewish day of atonement for all you gentiles out there. For those of you who may know a few Jewish people, this is the day they go to services and don’t eat.
Normally, the whole not eating thing causes me some difficulties. I once wrote a post about my attempt to get through the day.
I have come to the conclusion that eating too much immediately before the fast was doing more harm than good. I would end up feeling painfully bloated all night and I don’t think it made me feel any less hungry the next day.
This year, I made sure to drink plenty of water the day before the fast and then ate a filling – yet not overly huge – dinner. My last meal consisted of two hot dogs, a box of raisins, and a protein bar.
I actually began to feel the effects of the fast that night when I attended the Phillies vs. Nationals game. (Yes, I’m aware that this isn’t exactly the prescribed way to spend the holiest day of the year.) When you’re at a baseball game and everyone else is eating and drinking, it starts to make you wish that you could have a little something as well. And a helmet sundae would have distracted me from the crappy game that I was viewing.
I attended religious services on Saturday morning, and while listening to the rabbi’s sermon, I decided that instead of just trying to endure the fast, I should spend my day productively. I wanted to do something that might benefit others, but I wasn’t sure what exactly I could do.
Finally an idea came to me. Despite pledging to get out of the grocery game just a week earlier, I realized that I needed to return to Safeway. But this time, I would be using my incredible powers of savings for good! I wouldn’t just be doing the grocery shopping for the family, but I would also buy a couple of bags worth of food that I could donate to a food drive.
I figured this was a win-win scenario. Not only would I be helping others, but it would give me more freedom to buy food that was on sale. I would no longer be restricted to food that my family would consume. If rice wasn’t on the menu for the week, but it was on sale, then a box of rice would be purchased!
Unfortunately, I learned that shopping on an empty stomach makes things more difficult. Towards the end of my trip I began to feel a bit light-headed. The sales that I normally would have spotted began to elude me. I was also distracted because every food item in the store seemed extra delicious to my famished eyes.
I’d like to say that I was once again able to surpass the 50 percent threshold, but sadly, I was held to a mere mortal 41 percent. I guess this round goes to Safeway.
Having accomplished my goal for the day, I felt satisfied enough to spend the rest of the day on the couch watching DVDs. (Naturally, I watched the Satellite Down episode of the G.I. Joe cartoon that I annually watch on Yom Kippur)
By the end of the day, I was quite happy that I had avoided a pre-fast binge. When dinner time came around, I wasn’t feeling my usual hunger-inspired loopiness. Sure, I was plenty hungry, and I may have made a point to tell the Cutlet to appreciate her food, but I was definitely feeling better than I had in years past. When Mrs. Cutter served me a well-cooked post-fast steak, I even managed to eat it at a reasonable pace.
So apparently, I can function properly without food. I just don’t particularly want to try doing it all that often.