I couldn’t tell you what day it was, but I can tell you I couldn’t move. I couldn’t leave the bed as much as I wanted to. A kidney stone held me captive.

I don’t remember anything about that meal because there wasn’t one. I recently decided to listen to my body. It made a lot of sense — how we were designed to go through feast and famine — to eat and starve, kill an animal and eat again — I’d been slowing down on sugar and decided to take the leap and try only meat and a 36 hour fast. Quite a leap from the vegetarian tendencies I’d had my entire life. What I came to realize was how food was way more to me than sustenance. Ther