Driving by Snap Fitness yesterday, I laughed aloud when I read their marquee: “If your dog is fat… You're not getting enough exercise!”
Personally, I thought the message was brilliant.
I walk far more than the recommended 10,000 steps a day, and I am very outgoing in every other facet of my life. I watch what I eat, and I certainly don't feel nor act my age.
Keeping with that last thought, my personal fitness guru was telling me that eating chocolate releases the same endorphins as having an orgasm. Intrigued by the statement, I decided to do some basic math.
The average chocolate bar contains 884 calories. Having sex, can burn up to 300 calories per half hour.
Hmmm, I say the perfect solution is to enjoy an amazing two hour romp, and avoid any type of chocolate offering all together.
That gives me a big bonus 1200 calories burned, and a perma smile that will stay with me way longer than any silly Kit Kat bar can possibly offer!
Now that right there is some serious calorie counting I can throw my back into! Guess I need to whip my husband into shape.
Whip? Maybe, not.
Blindfold? Definitely, MAYBE!
Blindfold? Definitely, MAYBE!
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