Fasting and autophagy


I’m in the middle of a four-day fast. It’s been 39 hours since I ate. I have 50 hours to go.

I feel fine. I spent all of yesterday wanting to eat, but not in the way I thought.

The funny thing is, I wasn’t hungry. I mean, I was a little hungry, but I wasn’t hungry. But I definitely wanted to eat. I wanted to eat anything and everything. I couldn’t stop thinking about junk food. Once you get past that, it’s pretty smooth sailing.

I decided to try a fast because I’m interested in the idea of autophagy. To grossly oversimplify the idea, imagine that you stop eating. Your cells will eventually run out of energy, and since your cells are stone cold badass, when they look at the cells next to them they’ll start to see them as comical oversized turkey drumsticks with cells for faces. They’ll tear apart any cells dumb enough to be sitting still nearby and burn them for fuel.

Which cells do you think will get attacked first? Will it be your healthiest, best cells? Or will it be the weak cells, the ones that were built wrong, the ones which are no longer necessary?

A prolonged fast is like telling your body to take inventory and clean up the things that aren’t working. That sounds like a good enough reason for me.