There is a story…a fairy tale of sorts, about your digestive system, that I like to tell. It equates your digestive system to a manufacturing plant and it goes something like this:
Once upon a time there was a manufacturing plant that converted food into energy. The plant had 3 areas…the main factory (your stomach), a series of warehouses (your thighs, butt, abs, etc), and a waste treatment facility (I’m guessing you can figure that out). The main factory employed hundreds of highly skilled workers who spent their days sorting through incoming shipments of product and processing it for use in your body. In a perfect world, the workers showed up in the morning for an early shipment, and then they would spend some time cleaning up and preparing for the noon shipment. Sometimes a small shipment would show up mid-afternoon, but generally the toughest part of their day came early in the evening when the largest shipment always seemed to arrive. The workers spent the majority of their time converting the shipments into the required fuel and shipping it off to various areas in your body. However, occasionally the supply of product exceeded the demand and a group of these workers then had the extra task of converting the excess into fat and sending it off to the warehouses for future use. As in all manufacturing operations, there are byproducts that need to be disposed of. A few of the workers were in charge of sending that crap off to the waste treatment facility. At the end of the day, everyone helped clean up and headed home to their families. Life was good in this manufacturing plant until the shipments started to get out of control. Over a period of time, the supply steadily increased forcing the workers into overtime. And the demand seemed to decline so the warehouses were reaching capacity. More warehousing was built but that didn’t help those poor workers…it just meant they had to work harder. When their day was over and they finally got to go home, they were exhausted. Nothing felt better to them than falling into bed. But wait!!! Now what?! An unexpected shipment at 10pm!!!! Out of bed and back to work….again!
You just had to have a bedtime snack, didn’t you?! Think about it…someday your workers are going to go on strike. Think quality…not quantity!!
Tomorrow’s post will focus on the waste treatment facility…bet you can hardly wait 🙂