Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Joe is a sharp fella and demonstrates that with his insightful comment regarding my last post:

It's funny that you would look at that cookie-dough-meal-bar and think, "Maybe I'll try it."

Whatever happened to Snickers? I know they don't "satisfy" jack shit, but it's a tried and true method from making it from A to B.

Still hungry? Then eat two of them.
There is a common theme that Joe picked up on, perhaps subconsciously, about my diet. Why the fuck would I eat the cookie-dough-meal-bar? The truth is that The Man is applying his like meticulous, razor-sharp mastery of the business world to his diet. Think about it - Baked Lays, Beef Jerky, rice krispy treats - all low fat. I've been concerned that my expanding belly would necessitate the purchase of new business suits. After a long day of massaging the egos of your annoying clients, a dozen wings and an order of fried mozzarella sticks is the only thing that will fill the void waiting for you in your hotel room.

I know y'all are thinking, "Wait a minute, doesn't The Man hate Subway? Didn't complain about the stench of their baking bread from the Subway next to his Beethoven bachelor pad?'. That was true for many years. I guess the commercials, and the thousands of franchises, changed my mind. This started in Rapid City when I was real busy & had to get something quick. I swallowed my pride (along with the inferior lunch meat) and got a 6 inch Roast Beef. I was somewhat surprised that it wasn't that bad. Not that it was tasty, because it wasn't, but the speed of the sandwich artist and the blandness of the sandwich itself made the meal serviceable. While on the road in Rapid City and here in Vegas I've probably eaten 6 sandwiches a week and maybe more. Today, for example, I ate one for lunch and one for dinner. It's been an interesting experience because I've come to understand that the weight loss comes from both the low fat, low calorie nature of the sandwich itself as well as the effect eating one every day has on your appetite. You begin to lose interest in food because there's nothing too look forward to in a Subway sandwich other than the promise of ending your hunger. It's kind of like speed. I always thought there was something in speed that made people lose weight, but after a weekend speed binge in New Orleans years ago I realized that speed freaks lose weight because when you're high you're not hungry and food kind of seems gross.

And the answer is yes, there is less of The Man around to love. I think I've dropped 10-14 lbs in the last 5-6 weeks. I've become attached to my Brooks Brothers power suit and am very glad that we are in no danger of having to go our separate ways.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Is The Man without joi de vivre still The Man? Or is he just a man?

Joe did NOT pick up on the nature of the foods The Man ingested; Joe had NOT considered that power suits will drive a man to eat cyclotronic cookie dough. I knew about the Subway embargo, but not that it had been lifted. If you say anything Jared-esque, I'll slap you.

Still, yours is a tricky situation. What to eat on the road? What do people eat? "To Serve Man."


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