Everyday I take a load of shit from my boss and that makes me all the more hungry. I'm starving for a chance to knock him down and hungry for my Quarter Pounder. Whenever I feel depressed and suppressed, I rush to McDonald. I know, for a gym buff like me, cheese burgers is not a healthy fitness munchie. But what can I do, I roughly have time for a decent meal! Besides, I'm pretty sure that I'm burning that cheesy calories down. I work out twice a week and I play basketball every week. That's enough to tighten up my tummy belt!
That's what I thought, until my wife, who happens to be a nutritionist herself, caught me in the act. I thought she was going to shove
my McDonald's delight right up my ass. But it all boiled down to my foot soldier-eating mess. "You're eating too fast!", that's what I heard her say.
We're not into
couple's therapy, but she sat right next to me for a lecture. She told me that it takes 20 minutes before our brains cry out for a full (fool) belly. So when you eat too fast, you're taking in too much calorie from excessive eating without you knowing it.
At least that's a worthy piece of crap since we got married, and I'd say for once that I deserve a nag. She asked me to refine my eating habits and to take things slow, while chew before I bite for more. After a week, I lost a few pounds. Thanks to my wife, I still have this sensual, sexy body!
