Fitty on the West Coast

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Friday, December 8

Turkey and Swiss?!?!?!

Quick summary of foods consumed at last night’s outing:

1 and 2/3 glasses of red wine
Lots of water and chamomile tea
1 jumbo shrimp
1 skewer with a chilled scallop, salmon and olive
1 small crab cake (I know deep fried was off the list but this was pan fried and wasn’t your typical heavy mayo crap cake… and it was small I swear!)
NO BREAD
NO FRIED CALAMARI
Mussels (shared with my boss)
King crab legs
Fruit for desert (I know I also said no desert but they brought out huge desert platter so it was fruit or bust)

After dinner, all the drunkies in the group wanted to go out. Since I was the DD, I got to escort them to a bar where I proceeded to drink water. All in all, could have been much worse last night! The crappy part was that I was feeling worse as the night progressed, and having gotten home after 1 am I didn’t think it was a good idea to get up at 5 am to workout. Had I gone to bed at 9 pm I probably would have, which actually would have been a mistake given how sick I feel today. All of the marathoners warned me that this would happen after the event, and I tried to do the right things to prevent it. C’est la vie.

One thing I have to vent about before I sign off for the weekend. I went down to the cafeteria today to get a turkey burger patty to eat with my shake for lunch. I clearly ordered “a grilled turkey burger patty ONLY, NO BUN”. 15 minutes later they call out “turkey burger with Swiss”. After 2 minutes of no takers, I was like… really, could they have gotten it that wrong? So I tell the guy that I ordered a turkey burger patty only, no bun and definitely no cheese. He looks at me and is like “oh no”. Takes it to the woman at the grill and they consult about it (keep in mind, it’s all open… no secrets that we can all see what’s going on and she looks so irritated). She turns around, takes my burger to the garbage… throws out the bun and picks the cheese off the burger! NOT A WORD OF A LIE. What if I had some bad allergy or whatever… isn’t that just wrong? She didn’t get all of the cheese off either. Anyways, it didn’t kill me but I thought that had to be against some policies or something. Here’s the best part… I heard them telling another guy that they were both leaving to open a restaurant, guess they don’t care who they piss off on their way out.

3 Comments:

  • At 5:51 PM, Blogger Kate said…

    Wow- good work sticking so close to plan on a night out. I'm going to try to channel some of your willpower and really focus these next two weeks!

    Feel better soon!

     
  • At 5:33 PM, Blogger Wes said…

    Restaurant people really suck. They don't care :-) Nice job on keeping to your plan. You have great strength of will. Give yourself plenty of time, girlfriend, to bring yourself back mentally and physically from your marathon. Hopefully, we'll get as good as Jess, someday, where we can do three in one season.

     
  • At 1:47 PM, Blogger Lance Notstrong said…

    It could have been worse what they did to your burger!!! Good thing you could see them :-)

     

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