I do a fair amount of exercise to maintain my girlish figure. In fact, I make a concerted effort to go running twice a week. A day's run is usually six miles, and after a healthy jaunt like that I tend to acquire an incredible craving for food. More specifically, sweet food. In fact, just the other day I consumed the following within 20 minutes of returning home from such a workout:
That's a 965 calorie sugar coma, folks. Seriously, I have to ask myself- what the hell's the point?
Coincidentally, this is also why my wife and I share a love/hate relationship. She says she gains weight just by thinking about food, and I lose weight if I don't eat enough of it. Together, we bring balance to the Universe.
-Sailor Matt
3 comments:
Hungry, Joe?
Yes, yes I am.
I recently purchased an Ab King and added it to my every-other-day workout cycle. As of Day 19, no marked increase in ab definition. Can feel the burn though.
FEEL THE BURN
That skoosh has code red on it! That just scares me.
You've just had a full bottle of mountain dew...CODE RED!! CODE RED!!
Word verification: squar.
A square with a hole in it. It’s the best I can do in my weakened condition.
Mountain Dew Code Red is like nectar from the Gods. Wonderful, wonderful ruby nectar. With the caffeine of two cups of coffee and the sugar of four candy bars, a bottle of this stuff will spin you up real good!
I had to look up "skoosh" on Dictionary.com. :)
@Cap'n Joe: Good luck with the Ab King. Abs are certainly a stubborn little muscle group.
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