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The Fat Boy's disgrace: The Burp.

It relieves him, but identities him.

It often embarrasses him, especially when one pops up just about the time the hostess says, "How did you like the angel food cake?"

Very few women consider this a nice answer, except maybe Chinese women. I understand that among the Chinese it's a favorite way to compliment the hostess. It shows they enjoyed the food. It takes the place of, "Thank you-it was a swell meal, May."

It's sincere though vulgar!

I soon made up my mind, as a reforming fatty, to find out what causes The Burn and how to master it.

I was told it goes with the Diamond Jim Bradys and the Falstaffs, the fat boys, because their digestive glands are overly developed.

When the glands are required to digest a continual influx of fats, starches and sugars, they soon get overly developed, just as anybody's overly used muscles become large and sluggish.

Have you a musclebound gall bladder? Well, don't look so startled. It's possible.

The business of constantly being required to digest overdoses of fats and carbohydrates tires out the digestive glands. They produce weakly. Your food isn't digested as rapidly as it should be. It decays. It ferments. Gas forms. It rises.

This is commonly called The Burp!



I LEARN A LOT MORE

Now I'm no doc or diet expert. I'm just an avid reader, a fat boy who came to his senses just in time to see a good doctor and to read a lot of hooks on how to keep trim.

I learned such valuable things as "two glasses of water weigh a pound."

It is knowledge such as this that helped me reduce.

I learned that salt holds 70 times its own weight in water. A spoonful of salt holds a pint of water-and that pint, as the expression goes, "weighs a pound the world around."

No wonder that, after dousing celery, butter, and all my vegetables with salt and more salt, I became waterlogged. Instead of passing through me and washing me out, water was prolonging the visit like a mother-in-law.

So I stopped this "mother-in-law of the diet," with its long-drawn-out visits. I put a hall to salt. I found that the cook did enough salting on an average to take care of my salt requirement.

I wasn't a miner. I didn't work in a steel mill. Things might have been different then.

I often broke up my crisp bacon into my boiled eggs. That salted the eggs all I needed.

I also used lots of pepper. This gave me more flavor to foods needing salt, so that I could cheat on my salt.



I BUY A GOOD PAIR OF SCALES

Early in my dieting I realized the value of buying a good pair of scales instead of the cheap variety that change every time you stand on them.

I got a good pair. I realized the value of knowing accurately how much you gain or lose every three or more days.

Thus weight can never ever sneak up on me again without my knowing it.

I found that scales often vary when moved from one part of a room to the other, due to slanting of the floor. That often the way you stand on them makes them vary - that is, cheap ones.

Knowing this, I guided myself accordingly.

I found I gained weight during the day, reaching the maximum after dinner at night. During the night I would sleep off from 1 to 1 _ pounds, which always amazed me.

And on rainy days I weighed more because my moisture content was highest then. On sunny days with low humidity, I weighed less.

These were all things that had to be taken into account when I stepped on the scales.

Oh, yes, a good pair of scales is the fat boy's companion piece!


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