High achievers struggle with food too. From Salon:
He was ashamed of his weight. I couldn’t tell you exactly how heavy he was; the jacket of the light-gray business suit he usually wore disguised the extent of his belly and the dangling mass of his upper arms………
the man used to let things slip on outings like the railroad photo op, his wife would keep his eating somewhat in check at home. When she died he ate to keep his grief down in his stomach.
and last but not least:
On the way, I happened across still more food lore about him. He had a penchant for barbecued turkey testicles, which I have since discovered to be a little gummy, much like spine or brain, and to have a slight savor of scallops. His most favored companions would always report their conversations to me as having taken place over a meal at the farm.
Hint: it’s a famous world leader.
The whole article is interesting.