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This is the bit about obesity that often gets overlooked in the search for solutions to it. When we're stressed or anxious our body sends out cortisol. This in turn makes you crave sugary and salty foods, why? Because our body thinks it needs urgent extra fuel to fight the threat. It's also the key to why shaming doesn't work, nor even educating people on calorie intake and cardio exercise. Our instinctive biology (i.e. our limbic system) can't be willed away, and shame only acts as a further stimulus to our fight and flight apparatus, thus perpetuating rather than alleviating the eating of refined, quick release sugars. It's also the reason that we should exercise. Exercise reduces cortisol levels and increases our levels of endorphins. Find something fun to do and be creative. You don't have to follow a program. Do keepy ups, or put some lively music on and just jump and dance around, or stick on "eye of the tiger" and shadow box for a bit. Make it an act of self care, not punishment. If you don't enjoy the exercise, change it up and do something else. Turn it into play, because (and I'll assume your gender from your name) as men we tend to turn everything we do into work, which is exhausting. Returning to the original highlighted point, knowing that you're snacking when you're stressed and depressed is a huge step, because you can then focus on things that calm down your limbic system. This might be seriously hard as you may have a deep seated trauma that has told you to be on high alert, and the feelings arising from trying to relax can be unbearable (speaking from experience here), so be gentle and patient with yourself. I recommend the Wim Hof method and any bodyscan meditation. Gentle breath based yoga is cracking as well. Gratitude journaling is unexpectedly helpful too. Simple way of gradually changing your brain chemistry.

With a poached egg on top as well. And yes, I too am a food combiner.

I think this speaks to the question I had in my head as I began to write. I grew up in the 80's and 90's and the diet wasn't especially healthy. Dinner was some meat thing, some tattie thing and some overcooked veg. My mum was, and still is, the worst cook in East Kilbride, so there was nothing from scratch. I don't remember my pals ever having much cooked from scratch either (I'm sure everyone else had a post dinner de-brief with their pals to find out what they all had) but there was maybe 2 "fat" children in our year at school. So it couldn't just be diet. Going back to visit now any time I go out for a kickabout with my brother (no weans, just two men in their late 30's and early 40's perfecting Cruyff turns) we have to walk for a good 25mins to get to a pitch. Growing up we just went round the corner, to the park next to the houses or to the Ballerup pitches (right next to our estate) for bigger games/golf/rounders etc. I grew up in a street of feral children who were all launched out of their houses between mealtimes to play and be active. In EK, what was initially a planned town with plenty of green spaces and places to play, there are only housing estates and shops, with absolutely nowhere for children to play. While this is obviously only one end of the elephant, it's surely a vital one. I'm also wondering about the changing family structure these days too. To wit, both parents working and communities being atomised to the extent that people don't know who their neighbours are. But I don't want to write a huge essay.* *I do, I really do.

I think he is retrospectively highly rated by Scotland fans due to his being underappreciated during his international career. He was a striker who wasn't a regular scorer but whose workrate and selflessness brought others into play etc etc. His first touch was often hilariously bad (I recall him receiving a pass 30yds from the opposition goal and finally got it under control in his own half) and if he was one on one with the keeper he was rarely favourite. He was far from a fans' favourite at the time. McBurnie is a bafflingly shite player though. I genuinely don't understand how he can look so slow and clueless. Burke is rubbish, but at least his incompetence is leavened by his dynamism. McBurnie was blowing out his arse after coming on against Serbia.

Just binged Ragnarok which I thought was excellent. I'm utter garbage at describing TV shows and films that I like, so I won't bother here. I found the characters engaging and the hero's journey storyline was excellently done. It's all in Norwegian too. Genuinely excited for the next series.

Gary Caldwell should be nowhere near this thread. His goal against France alone should be enough, but there was a period of time where he was absolutely solid at CB. I mind a a game against Denmark (friendly win at Hampden) and he was a clear motm. He did, however, also give me the fear as he loved running 40yds to kick put in a late tackle on the halfway line and get himself booked. Bonkers.

I thought it was Craig Broon that did that. I remember at the time Levein was playing Kevin McKenna up front which was working a treat for them. This whole thread is bringing me out in a cold sweat.

Football journalists are mostly mendacious hacks whose intention and purpose is to get a headline from the manager rather than to inform the public. It's why players at the top level are trained in how to say bugger all. If journalists actually asked proper and informed questions there would be more trust and cordiality between them and players/managers. GA just got a great result there and it would have been great if the journalist had concentrated on finding out about tactics, motivation and goals for the season rather than trying to generate a "Alexander furious with red card" headline or something. So aye, good on him.

It was Kenny Miller and Lee Wilkie who scored the goals at Hampden that day......so you can't remember it that vividly . I don't remember McCormack playing for us at all. My psyche has obviously just built a wall around some of the more harrowing memories of that period. It's not the sunny reconstruction of the truly unwell. I don't, for instance, yearn for the inclusion of Stevies Crawford or Caldwell in the squad, and I still utterly loathe Ioan Ganea (disgusting thug of a man). Maybe I'll go on an ayahuasca retreat and I'll be visited by the hitherto hidden demonic presences of McCormack and the aforementioned Stockdale etc. It's a useful touchstone though and helps me get a sense of perspective and gratitude when names like Mackail-Smith and Jamie Mackie crop up.

This should really only feature players from the Vogts era. I feel a bit "remember the 90's" Sellick da' about this but frankly, if you're nominating anyone capped after 2005 then you're either too young or too traumatised and have repressed the memory of the jobber parade that was Berti's "Reign of Error". I consider myself to be in the too traumatised bracket because, despite having gone to most of our games under him (including all but one of the friendlies....what the f**k is wrong with me!!!) I genuinely can't remember the finer details beyond it being a field of utter dross and James McFadden. Wilkie at least scored a goal, and Devlin had a decent game against Iceland, so I can't give it to him. Stephen Crainey looked like the archetypal competition winner though. Looked utterly lost at that level. I genuinely can't remember any of the English haddies who were "unearthed" (exhumed may have been a better word) by BV aside from their names. I'll probably need hypnotherapy to recall the contributions of Robbie Stockdale, Scott Dobie et al. Anyone nominating Gordon Greer obviously can't remember his tackle on Lewandowski over in Warsaw that broke RL's shinpad and had him hobbling off in the first half. Tremendous thuggery.

Appreciate I might get perma-banned for this, but I reckon mayo on a pepperoni pizza would be pretty decent.

Morelos has had his knockers this season but he did well tonight.......

Delighted for you amigo. Enjoy the hell out of it. Marvellous effort from you lads tonight. I'm looking forward to the highlights.

Not that I want Clarke to leave the Scotland job, but I think it's possible that he isn't wedded to a particular type of football, rather that he had his teams playing the football that got the most out of the teams he managed.

Still incredible that Willy gets so many bites. Clever trolling tbf in managing to turn a rambunctious schadenfreude fest into a retrospective on the unpopularity of the bunnet. Nicely played friend.

I quite enjoyed this as I really like the main actor. A lot of it is contrived and some of the character decisions aren't that believable. I didn't think it was very substantial. The lead actor is charismatic as f**k though and totally carries it on his big broad shoulders. The polis are too stupid though, it feels like a weans' show. As I said though, it was enjoyable enough and I really fancy his ex wife.

The away game where we got beat 1-0? Fraser wasn't playing.

He does seem to be playing well enough, but I wouldn't say we're exactly crying out for another midfielder. If he was playing at a higher level and was putting in similarly stand-out performances then aye, but being a stand-out for a team at the bottom of a league not much better than the Scottish Prem isn't irrefutable proof that he's better than what we have.

I think apologies are just the start of it. As has been stated above an acknowledgement of harm has to be a part of it. I think financial reparations need to be part of this reconciliation too. The impact of child sexual abuse (csa) on the developing adult can be profound and devastating. CSA survivors/victims often develop addictions, suffer from depression or relationship difficulties. It ruins lives, sometimes terminally. I know I'm whistling here, but I want all clubs to take collective responsibility for this. Nobody talked about or dealt with sexual abuse back then, and the omerta surrounding it was endemic. I don't care if we were the only club in Glasgow who were innocent of this, we need to play our part in compensating the victims of this. I'm fairly sure enough is being done now to ensure that this doesn't happen again; there are PVG checks and disclosures after all.

We're pish and aren't getting out of this league this season either way, so.....

This for me. I didn't think he had a great impact on the game, but I did love that he never hid and was constantly looking for the ball. The boy has huge character. I still reckon he'd be great for us in a three. One thing we've lacked at times is someone willing to come short to take the ball forward. Not enough credit given to Barnsley for last night's performance. They were excellent and should have won. The very epitome of a disciplined pressing game.

People who ski normally make an absolute mess of mountains by necessitating the construction of lifts and apres ski pish. The likes of me make beautiful patterns on erstwhile unused snowy golf courses and the occasional snowy forest track. Snow boarders are as bad as the skiers for the same reason. My way is simply a beautiful and graceful way of getting about .

I bought (paid a small fuckin fortune for) cross country skis, boots and poles three years ago. Finally getting to use them. Ya dancer. Echoing Barnardo's point but this has been a cracking winter. Frosty as f**k and a good helping of snow. Superb stuff.

In a poetic twist, Davie Bowman became a florist after hanging up his boots. Source; my big mate Stu who is an Arab and Bowman fanboy.