Over the past couple of years, I've noticed my body becoming... scholarly like. I mostly attribute this to my sedentary lifestyle and lack of exercise (ignoring the occasional hike). Tonight I went out to dinner with my heterosexual life partner (Don't laugh. He's closer to me then my brother), well call him Greg (because thats what he calls himself) to my favorite watering hole, the DuClaw microbrew. Its a fun time, me enjoying my beer while he tells me how fair life is every time a cute girl walks by.
But tonight I noticed something. I eat WAY too much. After an appetizer of Bruschetta, a large ham and swiss sandwich, a side order of fries, two beers, and a dessert they simply call Mt. Vesuvius I was still hungry. Hungry enough to eat another entree.
So Ive added another goal to my life after grad school. I need to lose my gut before it gets out of hand. Well see how well it goes, what with the disgusting amount of cookies me and my mother bake for the holidays.
But tonight I noticed something. I eat WAY too much. After an appetizer of Bruschetta, a large ham and swiss sandwich, a side order of fries, two beers, and a dessert they simply call Mt. Vesuvius I was still hungry. Hungry enough to eat another entree.
So Ive added another goal to my life after grad school. I need to lose my gut before it gets out of hand. Well see how well it goes, what with the disgusting amount of cookies me and my mother bake for the holidays.
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Could you, as his new doctor, write him a note excusing him from work tonight?