Anyways. Here we are, ages later. I've been on a vegetarian kick ever since I had that burger. Something inside me snapped and I was like, "Fuck, I've been eating a lot of grease and animal fat of late. This can't be healthy."
I also started training with a new trainer. He's a 24yo ultra-buff rugby player who "indulges" by having a soft-boiled egg in the morning, yolk and all. At the end of each training session, he asks me how my diet has been. When I said, "I had a burger for lunch yesterday" he was all, "That's OK once in a while. As long as you don't make a habit of it."
So I had to atone. I mean he didn't say, "Atone for your sins, you revolting slug!" but he might as well have. I mean, the guy's all muscle and no fat.
I am so much more than the sum of my parts |
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