Starting in 2 days, one of my partners at work will be eating nothing but sausage pizza for 31 days. The reason? We have a substantial bet and I say that he cannot possibly do it. After professing his love for pizza and constantly bragging that he could eat it everyday for the rest of his life, I challenged him to put his money where his mouth is, for one mere month.
He must eat sausage pizza -- and only sausage pizza -- for every meal during the month of October. The pizza must contain crust, sausage and cheese. Sauce is optional, as are other ingredients. For our purposes, pepperoni and gyros count as sausage. Ground meat does not. All toppings, with the exception of lettuce on Taco Pizzas (yes, he loves them) and arugula and prosciutto (he has no idea what either of these are), must be cooked into the pizza. 'Pizzas' on french bread, pita bread or tortillas do not count. Pizza-flavored Hot Pockets (which he also loves) do not count. I figure that some of these pizza variants may be more filling and less healthy for him but in making them off limits, I wanted to cut off the convenience factor for him. Of course, he cannot have dessert, chips or side dishes of any kind. No salads, no cereals, no slaw, either. Smoothies, milkshakes and shakes of any kind are also grounds for disqualification, since we have decided that they are more food than beverage. He cannot drink a glass of milk instead of eating pizza. Any significant caloric intake must be pizza. Period.
I figure the first and last weeks will be easiest for him. If I'm going to win this bet, it'll be during the middle portion of the month when he starts to feel bad physically and he gets really tired of the pizza treadmill. Just to psych him out, I made him watch Super Size Me
last week but he seems unfazed by it. He's a fairly fit guy who does exercise regularly, so he does have that going for him. I completely trust him and know that he wouldn't lie about this, so even though I will not be with him for every meal, I know it'll be on the up and up. He plans on charting what he eats at each meal, just so he can look back on it at the end. I hope to share some or all of that data here.
Updates, as they happen . . .
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