Live Below the Line officially started on Monday. Participants will live on $1.50 of food and drink per day for five days, to raise awareness about those living in extreme poverty and to raise funds for charities including Heifer International, Kiva.org, and UNICEF.
I am traveling this week, so I decided to do the challenge early, from April 23 - 27. As I wrote in my first post about the challenge, I was very worried about how eating so little would affect my depression and anxiety.
Here's a breakdown of how I did:
- Day 1: It was extremely hard, but I stuck to the guidelines.
- Day 2: I purposely cheated by having a cup of black tea with milk and sugar that I hadn't paid for out of my $7.50 budget
- Day 3: I ate two tiny chocolate chip banana muffins I had baked at home but again hadn't paid for within the budget
- Day 4: I successfully avoided the temptation of pizza and cupcakes at a birthday party, but caved at dinner time eating some of my daughter's hamburger and fries
My mood was terrible by the end of day one, but improved dramatically on days two and three. By the end of day four, I was irrationally angry, basically terrorizing my family, especially my six-year-old son Zach. My husband was really freaked out by how angry I was, how upset Zach was, and that neither of us wanted to talk about it. I did apologize to Zach that night, but during breakfast on the fifth day, I could see that my husband and Zach were both still upset and hurt.
I decided to stop the Live Below the Line challenge a day early. That was part of the deal when I started. If the health or safety of my kids or me were jeopardized, I would stop immediately.
I did the challenge from a Wednesday through Saturday. Mostly it was because I just didn't want to wait, but also I thought it might be helpful to have my husband around on the last day. I realize now it would have been better to do a Monday through Friday, as the challenge is usually set up. Weekends hold many more temptations, and my kids were home all day, grating my already frayed nerves.
I can't imagine how people who live on so little every day can get by, especially if they have children. My depression worsened so much even though I was still taking my medication, still sleeping in a warm, comfortable bed, and with my husband's help. I scaled my physical activity way back to try to conserve energy, but I suspect most people living in poverty can't do that. They have to scramble at making a living just to survive.
I'm a little disappointed that I wasn't able to do the whole five days, but I know that I made the right choice to stop early. My sponsors have donated $462 for UNICEF. Donations are accepted through May 30, so please feel free to sponsor me
if you haven't already. It would be so great to raise at least $500.
One of the benefits I got from eating so little is that it helped me go "back to basics," figuring out which foods
I need to survive and be healthy and how much healthier I eat if I prepare meals ahead of time. I've already hard-boiled some eggs and prepared a salad to eat later.
Thank you to all my readers for their support and their generous donations.
Image Credit: Kate Ter Haar, via Flickr