Joey Chestnut

I love food, and not surprisingly, I often suffer from stomach upsets when I overeat in general, let alone when I'm competing.

Make sure I'm chewing, swallowing, and breathing, my whole body is working together. I can just find a rhythm and keep going and going and going. It's my love of food.

There are competitive people who love to push their body but don't love to eat like I do.

I love Italian food, such as pasta or lasagna.

I love king crab a lot. I love good Mexican food, good tacos, and chile rellenos.

I'm getting older, and I'm smarter about how I eat.

So now I'm 'the hot dog guy,' which isn't bad. I take it in stride. It's not like it was my goal in life. I'm having fun with it.

Traveling around the world to eat, it's a weird life, but I love it.

I'm getting paid to eat. It's not too bad of a life.

I have the craziest dreams when I'm digesting a massive amount. It feels so real, it's psychedelic.

I have to eat healthy, and I recover. I run, and I lift weights.

After a contest, I try to eat fairly healthy.