I couldn't help but eavesdrop on two huge body builders who were dressing near to me in the Virgin Active changing rooms earlier.
Between them on the bench was a barrel of nutritional supplement powder, and they were so enormous that the reminded me of Clive James' description of Arnold Schwarzenegger in his prime as looking like "a condom filled with walnuts".
"I went out for dinner with that girl at the hotel in then end," said one.
"How did it go?" asked his friend.
"She asked me if I'd lost weight," came the morose reply.
"No," said his mate aghast. "That's the worst thing anyone can say to you.".
"I know," said the first flexing forlornly. "I've only lost a half a stone, but on me it really shows."