I am so food motivated, food driven, it's not even funny...
I'll push through exhaustion if Coach Brown promises to buy me breakfast after training.
I'm occasionally lured out to the club via friends promising me food after dancing.
The best way to get me to participate in a social event is to make it clear there will be food.
Even my roommate has somewhat caught on this in that if she wakes up super early with a house full of friends that slept over, her offering me some of the breakfast she's cooking makes me forget all about them waking me up so early.
Coach Brown says "a fed Amy is a happy Amy" and as funny as that is it is totally true. You don't want to see me hangry.
Hangry = hungry and angry, if you didn't already know.
Today I was approached by a fellow member at System. I know he's asked about me before from one of my friends but he hasn't even so much as said anything beyond "hey" and "bye". I had just finished my training. I was getting ready to fill my shaker bottle up with water and then head out when he randomly walked up to me and blocked my way. I looked up at him and then he started to tell me about how he was at the store the other day when he saw something that made him think of me. And that's when he handed me a package. On the package front it read "Protein Bread". I didn't know what to say but he interrupted me before I could speak by saying I "look like a girl that would appreciate this". Then he turned and walked away.
Turns out this so-called protein bread has an impressive 11 grams of protein in it... very cool.
Apparently I now train harder, am easily lured out to social events, and am hit on via the use of food. Nice. And while some may laugh at some random gym cutie giving me a most odd gift, protein bread, I thought it was pretty smooth. Some girls love flowers, others like chocolate, but flowers die and chocolate only defeats me training hard so food is perfect. I'm a starving athlete and anything better than food in my eyes would be money.... money so that I can buy more food... hahaha.
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