After a day of fasting

[purple_smurf]

My alarm just went off, telling me that it is the official sunset. I thought I'd be champing at the bit, NEED FOOD NOW, but I'm not. I felt a little faint and dizzy earlier, but that has passed now. I also really, really wanted to eat something a couple of hours ago (and had that nasty voice asking me who would know), but I did not succumb to

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[purple_smurf]

I was reading an article in one of our newspapers this morning and the comment was made on how short the fasting time is in Australia at the moment ("The former conservative Liberal Party member and author of Once Were Radicals: My years as a teenage Islamo-fascist expects to put on a kilogram a week during the current Ramadan, which started Wednesday. "But that's partly because the days are short with the winter, so and the actual fasting time isn't very long. The last time I didn't put on any weight at all.") And I remember that last year Ramadan fell during the Olympics and wondering how Muslim athletes would go with the competing!

I am very glad I did this. I'm not going to go around saying "oh, I know how hard Ramadan is!", because I don't. I also don't understand, fully, just how spiritually rewarding it is. But I may now have a sliver of understanding of it, and I certainly have a lot of respect and admiration for people who manage this over 30 full days! (not that I didn't already have respect and admiration, but you know what I mean.)