One day, in the middle of a long shopping trip with subsequent complaints about sizes, measurements, stomach, adhesions, narrowness, hips, thighs, front and rear overhangs and endless promises to put on a diet, a friend pushed to the limits of exasperation he suggested a technique to not give in to the delicious temptations that food gives me languidly and to whom I am constantly yield.
The secret, he said, was to relax for each stimulus of hunger, and in 'vividly imagine the food of desire. A chocolate bar, for example, square and perfect, smooth, sweet and delicious, fragrant and irresistible. Well imagine, then, and think while to satisfy my desire to grab her, ready to eat it slowly picture after picture, saziandomi of sweetness and warmth, wrapped in being intimate and relaxing atmosphere that only break a diet secretly nestled on the couch can be expressed with dignity.
The trick then was to convince me that the first bite to the flavor of much desired grace was something disgustingly unbearable, scarecrow some of the table, something encouraging to vomiting, to say - "What a disgusting, absolutely disgusting that you can not suck to bear? "" liver "" Well, then imagine liver "-. In this way the brain is convinced that the taste of chocolate is really disgusting that the liver, so the urge passes.
Since that day I tried, tried, tried, and I proudly express satisfaction have achieved a result. Unfortunately, however, should be added that as a result is not 'exactly what I had to get after so much exercise and mental and physical commitment.
Now I love the liver.
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