This one blew my mind: Women who drank beer seven days a week were 44 percent less likely to see a major increase in waist size. Across all frequencies of alcohol consumption, women who drank beer were less likely to put on belly fat than women who drank wine or those who showed no preference for any type of liquor.
From Lou's blog:[indent]This one blew my mind: Women who drank beer seven days a week were 44 percent less likely to see a major increase in waist size.
Need to finish Lou's train of thought here. Some possible endings; feel free to add your own:
-Unless they got sloshed at the bar they were drinking at 7 nights a week, hooked up on some of those nights, and got pregnant.
-they were, however, 44 percent more likely to see an immediate increase in getting hit on.
-They were also more likely to be construction workers.
-In a separate study, women who smoked crack seven days a week were more likely to attain single digit bodyfat.
So is K saying I need to do crack? I don't do illegal stuff.
LOL - no, not saying that, but once my wife was watching a TiVo'd Oprah, and I happened in the room. Some lady was talking about how she lost 10 lbs in 2 weeks. I looked at my wife and said, 'What did she do? We need to do that!' My wife replied, 'Crack. Don't think we want to try that.' Then we both sat quietly for a few seconds while the lady talked about how she went from fat to thin very quickly, both smiled and said, 'hmmmm....'.
Actually, Erika, living with JP and working a government job, I'm surprised you don't need crack to keep going.
Someone I know used speed to lose a TON of weight. This was a million years ago, it was actually prescribed by her doctor at that time. (This lady is fairly old, so I'm assuming rules were different when she was younger.)
Thanks for passing on this info Erika... yet another excuse to add to my repertoire! Woohoo!
I must defend my government job - it isn't a typical government job. I do work and it is fullfilling. I am not a clock puncher, in a dead end, lifeless existence. I get to work in a beautiful, historical structure (the state capitol) and I have a walkie-talkie so I am not chained to a desk.
The beer is to deaden the sound of kids voices which can sound like nails on a chalkboard. Okay, not really, that was a joke. I kiss my kids all the freaking time so you know I can't get enough of them.
Crack for a week.... I bet I would be 5 pounds lighter and I could get the whole house clean at the same time with the extra energy!
Crack for a week.... I bet I would be 5 pounds lighter and I could get the whole house clean at the same time with the extra energy!
The old lady in There's Something About Mary comes to mind.
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Originally Posted by Erika
I must defend my government job - it isn't a typical government job. I do work
Comical and yet sad that someone who works for the government must state that they actually do work. Come up here to Chicago and get a Democratic machine job. It's a lot easier.