  & nbsp;  I hate diets.  I've always hated dieting.  I love to eat,  LOVE to eat.  My fridge is stocked,  I have a separate freezer to hold the mounds of steaks and chicken breasts I eat.  I even took culinary classes in college to learn how to cook better.  & nbsp;  On the same note I love health and fitness.  I run about 30- 35 miles a week,
 I lift weights an hour a day and I do strenuous stretching three times a day.
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 On a third note I hate doctors and I hate going to the doctor.  I've well known as someone who gives doctors and nurses a hard time and I'm generally difficult to perform the simplist checkup.
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 So needless to say last week I'm in the doctor's office and the nurse ( god bless her)  is getting a usual earful from me about why she's doing this and I'm paying the doctor when all he does it come in and give me a pat on the shoulder before telling me to come back in six months.
 She smiles because she knows I really give him a hard time about doing the things mentioned above and getting paid large sums for this.
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 Anyway,  I step on the scale and it reads 246,  around 15 pounds above my weight.  15 Pounds! Well the scale must surely be broken and I'm not level the office until I get a second reading from another scale. Hmm 246 again. I go to one of the supermarket scales and it's 246. Sonofabitch. 246 pounds.
Well I don't feel any different,  I don't look any different and my clothes fit the same. So what the fuck?
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 Well apparently I'm getting older and my eating habits are that of Corey at 24 instead of Corey at ( soon to be)  29.  So I was told to research my eating routine for the last 10 years and examine how much it changed.
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 Most people don't have a documented eating routine from 10 or more years but doc knows that I used to play college football ( actually I got a scholarship for playing college football and flamed out with a knee problem)  and I saved my eating plan from that and actually reduced my food intake based on that chart about six years ago.
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 So for the end of part one,  I'm going to give you my eating schedule when I was 18 years old at the University of Tennessee,  where I was on scholarship to play football.  Now the football program had a group of nutrition and health workers to keep us on our schedule six days a week (
Sunday was an official junk food day) The food intake is borderline scary but be reminded that it was made for me to gain about&
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25- 30 pounds and get from my high school weight of about 215 to the weight of a football linebacker. So here was Corey's daily schedule as taken from my file ( I'd scan it but my scanner ain't cooperating)
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 6: 30 a. m.
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 Voluntary Cardio workout &
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 7: 10 a.
m.
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 Weight training &
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 8: 00 a.
m.
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 Breakfast ( Mushroom omelet of 6 eggs ( 4 eggs whites,  two full eggs)  side of potatoes or grits,  two slices of wheat toast,  one glass OJ,  one glass skim milk,  and as much water as he wants;  Three days a week I had mushroom,  three days a week I had a cheese omelet and a side of turkey bacon)
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 9: 00 a.
m.
 I think I had a class. or an angioplasm.
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 10:
00 a.
m.
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 Mid- Morning snack ( Oatmeal with banana,  strawberries,  brown sugar,  and milk)
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 11:
00 a.
m.
 Probably had a class. or went to the bathroom.
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 12: 30 p.
m.
 Mandatory cardio workout ( yay,  running in 95 degree Tennessee heat)
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 1: 00 p.
m.
 Lunch ( Two sandwiches [ usually turkey,  tuna&
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or roast beef for me]  and two bowls of fruit and at least two glasses of water)
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 2:
00 p.
m.
 Probably had a class [ My class schedule ended at about 3 every day]
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 3: 15 p.
m.
 Specialized health shake ( Usually some blueberry,
 banana,
 honey mix with too much protein powder)
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 3:
30 p.
m.
 Practice &
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 6:
30 p.
m.
 Dinner&
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Two grilled chicken breasts ( or a big steak/ prime rib if I was lucky)  two baked potatos,  two vegetables,  some sort of bread.  At least two glasses of water and a glass of icea tea:  On two days I'd usually have a heavy dose of pasta and salad)
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 9:
00 p.
m.
 Late Evening snack ( Usually a couple bowls of fruit)
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 Okay that was what I was forced at 18. In Part 2,  I'll tell you about my necessary diet and my high cholesterol ( SURPRISE!
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