Carb loading

Over the next week, Albert sends delivers a pizza to your door every other day. At first your skeptical that having a pizza diet will help you out, but honestly they are so good, you can't refuse them. What's more you really can't leave them alone once their right in front of you, so by the next day all that is left is a pizza box licked clean. At first you feel like a pig for scarfing the whole thing down as if water for a man dieing of thirst, but it actually does help you in your efforts. The next two days you go without your workouts go amazingly well, the carbs you get fueling you like nothing else. Within a week you go from looking like a scawny wolf to well muscled. You nowhere near where you were when you were a hippo, but your still sporting a six pack at least.

Strangely though, after that first week, Albert stops delivering to you. You mad at first, but then realize that once word got out about the new store, and people tried those things, it there probably wouldn't be any left over for Albert to bring you. Of course this also means your cut off from your major carb source, and though you suppliiment with protien shakes and the like, it just doesn't build on you as much. You begin toying with the idea of visiting the pizza place again. You had avoided doing so, first because you're not sure you could without ordering as many pizzas as you can and busting your regime, but also as a courtesy to Albert so as not to make it seem like he was hanging out with his friends when he should be working. Speaking of whom, Albert hasn't shown up at the gym for 2 weeks, which feels weird. Last time you saw him actually was last week with the last pizza drop off.

Is everything alright? Maybe you should check in on him...

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