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M. A. D., I hear ya. I used to play rugby while in grad school, which was good for both keeping in shape and getting out my agressions. Now that I've moved on to a job (that I sit all day long at) I noticed myself getting, ahem, "softer". Most of the guys I work with have big guts. Determined not to let myself go that way, I jog about a mile a day, drink alot of water, and try not to eat before bedtime. I know its not much, and I'm not looking like a triathelete, but at least I feel good doing _something_. Oh yea, and I keep away from the corporate snack foods in the vending machine...I tell myself, out of principle.
"NT Gut" runs rampant here.
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