Years ago, I was watching Dwayne Wade’s Snapchat story while he was on vacation in Madrid with his wife. One evening, apparently missing some American staples, the legendary shooting guard decided to pay a visit to Burger King. He posted a barrage of excited snaps: he’d ordered burgers, chicken fries, French fries, the works. Based on his excitement — and his at-the-time absurd body fat percentage of 3.5% — it was pretty clear that this was something he didn’t do every day.
And in a post the next morning, time-stamped to 5:00 a.m., with a heaving, horrified Wade working off all the previous night’s fatty feast in a hotel gym, I’d be surprised if he ever did it again.