I caught a cold during the fast and was certain I'd be the worse for not drinking an abundance of hot tea--my usual approach to treating a cold. But, I tried drinking plain hot water and, you know what? It wasn't bad at all. In fact, I quite enjoyed it. The warmth and fluids are highly medicinal, even without an herbal infusion. I was surprised. The cold didn't seem to stick around any longer than usual either.
I lost seven pounds in the first 12 days. That wasn't the intent of the fast, but I certainly was not upset by the little side-benefit. As I told my sister, I guess they don't call it beer belly for nothing. (I rarely drink soda, never drink milk, and I hardly ever sweeten my tea so all my beverage calories come from beer.)
There was one other factor. It was socially awkward and isolating. That was perhaps the most interesting realization. Just like with food our social events are frequently circled around drink. Frequently!. Matt and I are already "left out" from time to time because of our boycott on flesh, dairy, and eggs. But, there is a moral, ethical reason for that which, for us, makes it worth doing. There was no moral or ethical reason to exclude ourselves from tea with my grandparents and beer with Matt's brother.
And that was that for the beverage fast. But, it was a good experience.