Speak For yourself. I love eating out. I just love eating. Shit that’s the reason I work out so hard so I can eat more. I would rather eat more and have to spend an extra couple hours at the gym then starve myself. I’m working day shift right now and at the end of the week once a month when the day shift week ends I go somewhere and order more food than I can eat. I eat till my stomach hurts: then I take some drugs. Then I pass out. I do this once a month and I love it.
I can dig it. I love eating as well, it's one of the few pleasures left, and likewise, I have no reservations stacking PT to make up for it. For me, as a side effect of my affinity for food, is making it. I spend top dollar for quality ingredients in times like now when my growing season is no longer ( until I get my greenhouse!) . I only buy meat from the Amish farms, all that jazz. My wife just made us fresh gumbo tonight. It's a hard slog not to compete the pot! Haha. I will be sore tomorrow
That sounds good
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