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Contingency Plans Usually Involve Blue Cheese


middle ground

So, The Teacher decided to visit her family on the coast, prior to this weekend. Of course the sorta little guy went with her too. I do like to play the "what am I going to do by myself" card prior to her leaving, but I always have a contingency plan in place: EAT. Now, I'm not saying I sit around and simply eat chips and drink beer. Rather, I go for the type of meals that we rarely go out for, especially in recent times when The Teacher would have a massive gallbladder attack if she simply looked at a fatty meal. Not that I can't eat it, but there's some guilt when the only thing on the menu she could order was a glass of water and dry toast.

Do I love eating bad? Not so fast. Not that I am a strict pillar of health, or a pure glutton of all things Twinkee, deep fried, or chicken fried. Rather, I put myself in the middle. Yes, it's all about finding a place in happy middle ground land. Tonight I decided on two things. First, I would walk Pilot Butte and second I would follow it up with a nice burger from Pilot Butte Drive In. Does it even out as if you were eating a salad with no dressing?

Today I brought a pedometer with me. The stats: 4,166 steps, 1.84 miles traveled, and 116 calories burned. Now, does a pedometer know if you were leisurely walking or running from a pack of mad wolves? Does a pedometer know if you were walking on flat ground or up hills? The answers are no and no. So, I highly doubt the 116 calories burned especially when you consider these facts. Going up, I'm pretty consistent at around 15 minutes. Going down is a little slower, usually. When I reached the top today, I quickly whipped out my cell phone and placed my order. I was planning to hear that my order would be ready in 20 minutes. Nope, 10 minutes! No messing around here, I booked it down. There are things in life you rush for and a bacon blue cheeseburger from PBDI, is certainly one of them.

The dust was flying and my feet were moving with reckless abandon. There's no funny story coming where I tripped on my shoe laces or was mauled by a bear. Nope, I made it down just fine and my burger was nice and hot and ready for me when I arrived.

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