I've lately been having appetite issues (lack of it, more like) and some fellow cavepeople on here suggested I try a full fast to 'reawaken' my appetite. I've fasted before, and I like the idea; besides, I kind of do it on a daily basis since I have breakfast early and then don't get hungry till dinner very late (so, basically, an 10 hour fast every day or so). So I decided to do a full dinner-to-dinner, 24 hour fast yesterday.
Unfortunately, yesterday happened to be Tuesday. At my university, the second day of the week is as close to hell as you can get. Endless classes, and I also have rehearsals for work on top of it.
I didn't feel particularly hungry or ravenous. But as the day went along, I was getting moodier, more irritable, and stressed. And oh, the little things. Those seemingly insignificant problems you run in to that turn into full blown catastrophes when you're particularly knackered. I lost my favourite scarf; was called to a rehearsal which didn't involve me; got behind on work as a result of that; ok, I'll stop boring you with my life details here, but this sort of things wouldn't normally make me lose it. Yesterday, however, I came home and had the weirdest emotional breakdown, floods of tears, the works. I felt better after I had dinner, though I must stress again, that I wasn't feeling insanely hungry - or 'hangry'.
This made me think of something Martin from Leangains said, about how women should fast less than men because of potential emotional/hormonal effects.