Swimming = Starving

I'm back from a 1.25 hour swim and I'm freaking ravenous. What is it about swimming that makes me so hungry? It's been like this since I was a little kid with a pool in our backyard. It's like after a swim my stomach starts trying to suck down my intestines. Jeff better get in gear and wake up from his rainy day nap or I'm going to ruin my "out to dinner Saturday - belated V-Day meal" by gnawing on whatever I can find in the fridge. For those of you who watched Sixteen Candles way too many times in your youth, like me:

The Malster (replacing the "Donger") need food!