So, i have been ill with one thing or another for 3 weeks now ( i blame small booger eaters who love to stick their dirty dirty hands in my mouth), in that time I have lifted about 3 times and ran about 2. I am of the vein that overexertion is no good when you are hackin coughing and can't swallow. So, how do you make sure you don't undo the tenuous progress you have striven for? Well don't eat Fritos! I dove into a bag of these salty, fried delights one day to accidentally flip over and read the calorie count and other horrors. the bag was only 160 calories, a big strappin man as myself can absorb that no problem, but, whats this? 90 of those calories was fat!!! I suddenly saw myself gnawing on pork craklins and getting the same results.
Now, Running and exercising 5 times a week does alot of biological things to you. Eventually, your mood improves, your energy goes up, your libido hops on the happy train, and your clothes start to fit a little better. Now you will never get skinny by exercising, not in your mid to late 30s such as i am. I cried for 2 days when i figured this out. You got to watch what you are putting in the gullet, and anything 50% fat ain't gonna do it. Now I hear you cavemen supporters out there winding up, lemme tell you something, if we were all so lucky as to be eaten by a sabre toothed tiger at the ripe old age of 22, while constantly moving, and foraging for food, we would all leave great looking corpses with fantastic teeth. Unfortunately, I decided to be born in an era where food falls from the sky, i can talk to my friends across the universe from my pc, and if i didn't really want to, I wouldn't have to wipe my own heiney. Ladies and gents the future is truly now! Now i am not totally dissing the caveman lifestyle proponents, i'm just saying that maybe our protein choices should be a little more thought out than gnawing on organs and strips of fat.
With this in mind, this enlightened 21st century man has began to read what he eats, and boy is it a horror story . Another victim to the food label? regular ole hotdogs, man i loved them too. Anywho, I suggest that you go and get your fave snack and sit down and look at what goes into your body. Poop in poop out my data card punching dad used to say, so make sure you are not putting in poop.
