Spoiled me

I spoiled myself yesterday. I went to Whole Foods and hit up their salad bar.

 

It's been a rainy, harsh long week. The softball team I played for lost both games this week. TPW's happy hour had me passed out on the couch again. The Red Sox went out without a fight on Friday night. They looked like I felt, tired and swept. For all this I loaded my plate with European lettuce and spinach.

 

I woke up Saturday and made my way to the gym through the rain. Half hour on the stair climber, push ups, sit ups, dips and pull ups. It was a quick and intense little workout. For this, I loaded up with fresh onions, carrots, pepper stuffed olives (soo good) and marinated mushrooms.

 

I made my way to McFadden's for the Flip Cup tournament of the century. Out of 24 randomly compiled teams, four people on each team, My team,The Triple 6, took it all! We must have started at 3pm with an hour of guzzling beer before hand. My new nick-name is Cash Money Clutch Quach. The first game, we won with a swoop and grab chug one flipper on me.  For this, I added sunflower seeds to my salad. Then some how we beat another team, and then another. By the time we realized what was going on, we had made it to the playoffs (add more olives). We beat the all girl team who were really good, and then another team. When the finals came, there was no way we were losing. The other team was scared. We rallied together. Sally gave a pep talk. Even Sally's husband gave a pep talk. I may have yelled out, "one game is all we need," (oh, how the football cpt. in me will never die).  We played 12 games. It was the first to 7. There were recalls and do-overs, last minute one flips. Sally one flipped it; Zack one flipped it; Tim one flipped it. When Steve-O looked over to me and said, "you make this flip, you get a trophy, " I chugged and flipped in one swift motion. The cup landed like a baby in it's cradle, without a rattle. For this, I added peppered chicken.

 

Sunday I woke up early to play football. We're in a congressional league. It is intense. We had some great touchdowns and held them only to one touchdown. Mind you, drinking heavily the day before did not make running up and down a field too appealing, but that is half the fun of Sunday morning leagues.  Their last drive, they tried to hustle it up. This is where you learn who is in better shape, you or the guy in front of you. I rushed, each time at full speed. The blocker would knock me down, but I got back up, kept running, kept moving, kept containing. The QB never quiet got a decent pass off. He looked like McNabb last year in the superbowl. The game ended 14-6, us. For this, I got a side pasta salad, with chunks of this delicious white cheddar cheese, and added Thai vinnergerret to my main salad. And a bottle of poland spring.

 

So I get off work at 1pm today!! A nice surpise. Who wants to go see an early movie??