Breakfast was raw almonds. Lunch was pintos and rice with guac. Supper was more like a snack, a handful of baby carrots dipped in hummus. I dipped into all of them except the garlic because I went to Bible study afterward, and I didn't want to smell. Afterward, I went to Mickey D's and got their Southwest salad, custom-made for myself. It has mixed greens, black beans, corn, and cheese. I had them leave off the cheese, as well as the cilantro-lime sauce that normally goes on it. As for dressing, I opted for balsamic vinaigrette, which I subsequently did not eat because, being reduced-fat, it contained a handful of things that aren't permitted on the fast, including sugar. So I ate the salad undressed. Warning: the corn is sweet. I have a sneaking suspicion that sugar or some other sweetener has been in contact with it. Probably not a good idea to eat anything else from there until the fast is done.
But I have now made it to the halfway point, and I'm very happy about that. I also walked home today from the stop on my alternate travel route, and I only paused once or twice, and only for a few seconds or so. I'm also happy about that achievement. I'm hoping for the day when I do the walk without stopping for anything other than traffic lights, which I don't count, because of course, you have to stop for those.
In other interesting developments: Remember my friend, who became not-my-friend, sort of? Well, he's how I got to Mickey D's. Let's just say we're having a "throwback" moment. On one level I'm happy, and I can't say I'm all that surprised. How I ought to feel about it, as distinct from how I do feel, is something I'll sort out as best I can in a quieter moment. If you are in Christ, then please pray for us. All I will say more is that I never decided to stop being his friend, whatever he may have decided. He remains precious to me. It is what it is.
I'm writing this way later than I usually do, and I have to prepare for the morning and whatever it brings. So sweet sleep to all.