If I retrospectively subtracted the total energy input into my diet from ice cream in the last 6 months, I would either be dead or a walking skeleton. Same goes for choc chip cookies, peanut m&ms and liquorice. I disgust myself with what I eat, but because there is no evidence visible to others of my diet, there is no pressure to stop. All of my fats/cholesterol/BP etc tests are perfect, BF% is great, so nothing to worry about there.
Sometimes the only reason I train is so I can come home after and eat a bowl of triple chocolate ice cream with a warm brownie on top. It's like crack to me.
If I didn’t train I would be a 250kg monster. Is anyone else like me or am I a freak?
Sometimes the only reason I train is so I can come home after and eat a bowl of triple chocolate ice cream with a warm brownie on top. It's like crack to me.
If I didn’t train I would be a 250kg monster. Is anyone else like me or am I a freak?