One of the many sacrifices we health-oriented older men make is the enjoyment of eating bad things that taste good.
To us, food is fuel. Nothing more.
I know. Depressing, right?
See, the payoff is not looking [and feeling] like a Mattel ‘Dad Bod’ doll.
For those of you who don’t already know, ‘Dad Bod’ is the physical representation of what the typical middle-aged man looks like.
Of course, I don’t know any of these people personally because I live in a big city.
Here, pot bellies constitute Class-A misdemeanors, punishable by hard time at a “wellness” center that specializes in testosterone implants, orals and injectables, coupled with psychiatric counseling for clinical depression.
However, in smaller places where appearance and good health are secondary to gluttony and death in slow motion, being too fit after a certain age is a Class-A felony.