I announce today that I have been on a clandestine weight loss program. As a man of extremes I have attacked morbid obesity with the zeal of a disability hustler applying for food stamps. Tenacity is my middle name and I will not be denied.
I wanted some good news before "coming out". As evidence of my resolute dedication, I have lost 14 pounds. I very much look forward to looking down and actually seeing my genitalia.
As you know, in this life we all stand on each others shoulders and my inspiration in this struggle has and will continue to be CW. The man's redoubtable dedication and almost Zen like, holistic approach to good health and a oneness with nature has ignited a spark of avidity in me that had nearly been drowned in a haze of cigars and India Pale Ales.
Thank you CW, you are a man among men and I think I can speak for everybody when I say, we all admire and respect you.
I don't want to turn this into a diet forum, but I've been reading a book called "Why We Get Fat", and it is a compelling argument against the standard "calories in/calories out" treatment of weight gain and obesity. According to the author, it is primarily about genetics and WHAT YOU EAT (read: eliminate most carbs).
I'm persuaded. Now if I could just cut out the carbs...
I've decided I am with our president on the idea of throwing the rich under the bus if and only if the tax rate used in that top bracket are also applied to the entire earnings of government and public sector pensions.
Well I can tell you this, weight loss is not a simple equation of calories consumed/calories burned. There's more to it than that.
Many years ago I had occasion to lie on my back in traction for three months. I ate out of boredom. I ordered pizza, submarine sandwiches (tuna is my favorite), Chinese take away. I ate M&M's, those nasty little orange slices things (I love 'em); all kinds of candy and chocolates in addition to the hospital food. Junk junk and more junk. I went into the hospital weighing 195 (my ideal weight), I left weighing 155. The point being it's not a zero-sum proposition. Something else is going on and whom ever discovers what that something else is, will be richer that Bill Gates.
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I announce today that I have been on a clandestine weight loss program. As a man of extremes I have attacked morbid obesity with the zeal of a disability hustler applying for food stamps. Tenacity is my middle name and I will not be denied.
I wanted some good news before "coming out". As evidence of my resolute dedication, I have lost 14 pounds. I very much look forward to looking down and actually seeing my genitalia.
As you know, in this life we all stand on each others shoulders and my inspiration in this struggle has and will continue to be CW. The man's redoubtable dedication and almost Zen like, holistic approach to good health and a oneness with nature has ignited a spark of avidity in me that had nearly been drowned in a haze of cigars and India Pale Ales.
Thank you CW, you are a man among men and I think I can speak for everybody when I say, we all admire and respect you.
So much for breakfast.
Hammer--care to share your diet secrets?
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I don't want to turn this into a diet forum, but I've been reading a book called "Why We Get Fat", and it is a compelling argument against the standard "calories in/calories out" treatment of weight gain and obesity. According to the author, it is primarily about genetics and WHAT YOU EAT (read: eliminate most carbs).
I'm persuaded. Now if I could just cut out the carbs...
http://www.amazon.com/Why-We-Get-Fat-About/dp/0307272702
I've decided I am with our president on the idea of throwing the rich under the bus if and only if the tax rate used in that top bracket are also applied to the entire earnings of government and public sector pensions.
Well I can tell you this, weight loss is not a simple equation of calories consumed/calories burned. There's more to it than that.
Many years ago I had occasion to lie on my back in traction for three months. I ate out of boredom. I ordered pizza, submarine sandwiches (tuna is my favorite), Chinese take away. I ate M&M's, those nasty little orange slices things (I love 'em); all kinds of candy and chocolates in addition to the hospital food. Junk junk and more junk. I went into the hospital weighing 195 (my ideal weight), I left weighing 155. The point being it's not a zero-sum proposition. Something else is going on and whom ever discovers what that something else is, will be richer that Bill Gates.
Swapping "Sugar Busters" stories? This blog is officially in its death throes.
I recommend the cheap booze and Taco Bell diet that sustained me through my Division Officer years.
Hey numbnuts "Big FAT Friday Free For All". Get it? FAT!
So STFU!
Ugh-how can you stand those little orange slice candies?
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