I did something similar. I used to go to the gym six days a week, run three times a week, and eat clean. But once I met my missus and managed to snare her I decided that I couldn't risk weights falling on me, or a crow flying into my skull whilst I was sprinting through a park, or choking on tuna or salads. Since then I have lived a safe life watching TV on my fattened arse - which would cause a crow to bounce away - and I have a diet exclusively made up of chocolate and pizza, foods famous for their healthy, chokeless qualities.