I have recently enlisted the services of a personal trainer. I don't know why - mainly because I find it so hard to say "no" to sales people, and partly because I'm curious to see what "changes" might happen to my body. In addition to 2 days per week enduring an aching body, I am also asked to keep a food diary to observe my habits. This weekend, I was shocked to discover I barely ate - unless you count countless glasses of champagne and finger food as food.... Today, all I can think about is hamburgers.
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