For the last several weeks, it is unheard of for me to be home right after work. In fact I often don’t get home until 9 PM because by the time I get out of work, do whatever workout/training I am going to do, run some errands or stop to see people…it is simply that late.
Tonight though, I left work and came right home so I could relax for a few then change and bike over to the pool, swim then go for a training ride in preparation for the triathlon coming up. So I am in my room, gathering things together when I hear my family come home. I hear talking and whatnot as the rustle around in the kitchen. Suddenly mom scuttles past my room with a plate in her hand. SHe quickly says, “you don’t want to know what we are having for dinner.”
What? Huh? I don’t get what she is talking about….
Then…I smelled it.
The undeniable, the unmistakable, one-of-a-kind smell of ….oh yes folks…my worst temptation. THe one I would fail at if I were at the Biggest Loser Ranch and they placed it in front of me…you guessed it. KFC.
Seriously. I shook my head. Texted my SOS…and RAN out the door as quick as I could after changing into my swim suit and riding clothes. As I left I shouted back that they better have it ALL GONE by the time I got back.
I swam. I biked. I burned 800 calories. I came home and immediately went to work cooking amongst the boxes of stuff that just got moved in. My plan. 8 oz of fish. 6 oz sweet potato. Sliced tomatoes and cucumbers.
Oh but first I thought I should grab a protein shake since I was way behind calories for the day. I went in search of my bottle that I mix my shakes in that I KNEW I left on the counter.
it was not on the counter. I checked the fridge door because sometimes I fill it up and stick it there so I have good cold water ready to go.
I opened the fridge and saw a bucket of chicken and shut the door quickly.
Blasted KFC. I will not eat you!!!!
I finally gave up looking and asked my mom if she saw my bottle.
Oh yes, I put it in the fridge for you.
Hmmmmm….deep breath..you can do this.
I opened the fridge and looked a little harder and you will never believe where I found it. BEHIND the bucket of chicken. I actually had to pull the bucket out to get to it.
Seriously mom?? Really. Out of ALL the fridge space THAT was the only spot for it?
WE all got a good laugh about it. Of course I was only laughing because after a good workout, I was not nearly as tempted as I was when I was still getting ready to go.