The wife and I had just finished a hearty dinner, and were watching the Food Network before going to bed.
They had the "Iron Chef America" running, and it was a re-run of Battle Big Eye Tuna. And I'm talking tuna so damn dark red that it was almost purple. It was BEE-YOU-TEE-FUL looking fish, and both the Raging Mrs. and I started salivating. We weren't hungry, we just so enjoyed the thought of eating fresh, perfect tuna that we were practically drooling all over the living room.
We're foodies. I love food, I love eating, and because of that I have to run my ass off in order to not get fat.
Top that off with the fact that the Raging Mrs. is a chef?
Gym, here I come.