Lose 40 Pounds in 80 Days

Deep down, fatties are introverts.

True, they usually go around acting as though they were extroverts, but that is merely their shyness and embarrassment trying to hide.

That's why most fatties are "noisy" people. They're afraid if they don't make a lot of noise they may hear the cracks people are making behind their broad backs.

That's why they are hail-fellows-well-met. They are conscious of their rolls of fat, their wobbling around, their discomforts-and try to pass them off by being overly gay, by being "jolly" fat men.

Laugh, Clown, Laugh!

I know-for as I lost weight, I found my introvert spirit gradually disappearing. I didn't need a psychiatrist - all I needed was a dietitian!

I found myself being liked again by the gals. They danced more often with me. No more of those mother-in-law dances; you know, starting off with me on the last half of the last dance.

I found my spirits going up as my figger went down. My heart had less to do. It got lighter as I did. My second suitcase began to get down to something more like an overnight bag. I was able to dream of having it down to a brief case before long.

No longer did I fear headwaiters. I could whammy them with my eye, grab their king-size menus, and roll off a $3.95 dinner in the 500 or less calorie bracket with real authority.

Yes, sir, I was no longer a Caspar Milquetoast of the Tasty Calorie!



I LEARN TO COUNT

Very early in my diet study, the scientific way under a good doctor, I learned that you can't guess or gamble with calories.

Guessing won't work. Like a duffer in a sand trap, you are only too quick to forget to count.

You begin to fall into the fat man's fallacy: you figure so long as nobody is looking, you don't have to count.

The point is, you mustn't forget that you have an educated stomach. It can count up to 10,000 without even trying hard. When you fail to count, your stomach doesn't. It adds up every peanut, every cracker, every glass of milk, beer, or bottle of pop - or that peppermint candy hidden behind your bedroom mirror. Not even Houdini could have figured out a way to slip a candy bar past your stomach's adding machine.

So I invented a Fat Boy's slide rule. You saw it inside the front cover.

I find it easy to use. Every time I eat anything, I dial the slide rule.

Thus I know accurately what goes into me daily.

I was amazed the first day to find I totaled up to 3,500 calories. This on a supposed 1,500-calorie "reducing program."

That was before I knew exactly how many calories were in everything I ate - or at least before I learned better than to eat first and check up afterwards.

I learned that forgetting just a few potato chips, a few bar nibbles from those handy bowls, or even forgetting a grapefruit, which is only 50 calories, could be fatal to my diet efforts - because these, taken all together, added into the hundreds of calories.

After all, it only takes one ounce a day of excess calories to add up to nearly 23 pounds per year!

Cheat an ounce a day - and you may gain 23 lbs. a year!

I used to tell my doc, "I eat like a bird all day, but look at me. Everything I eat turns to fat."

He merely smiled at me and said:

"Yes, you do eat like a bird, but it isn't a canary - it's a buzzard!"

"Who ever saw a fat buzzard," I would mutter weakly, but that didn't change the situation any.

The whole trouble was that I didn't count right!



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