Wednesday, November 25

Glutton Bowl

Everyone knows the feeling when they step into a buffet and immediate panic overcome them. One thought dominates the mind and sweat beads on the brow. 'Will I be able to get enough food?'

In my glory days as a 15 year old swimer at the hight of puberty I would routinely eat everything in the fridge, ah your thinking I'm joking. With competitions every second weekend and twenty + hours of workouts per week; I was literally a machine. Almost embarrassingly so. I had a reputation in the swim community as a third and fourth helping guy. Here are some feats of Glutton Glory (110 chicken wings in one sitting, 24 inch uneatable sub in Missoula Montana, 2 shoe boxes full of fries + burgers and shake at peters drive in and lets not forget the 3 biggie size frosties from Wendy's. The old swim boys took great pride in 'getting our monies worth at every all you eat buffet.' The owner knew right away as the bunch of us pilled into a booth with our chlorinated hair and menacing grins, the restaurant was in for a long haul.

Today after a series of workouts that lasted around 4 hours I had that same old feeling in my gut. Luckily there is a great little Indian restaurant not four blocks from Talisman. Just like old times I stumbled in there at twenty after one with that same old panic and sweat on my brow. Four heaping plates of butter chicken and various curries washed down with a couple plates of fresh fruit, I was out of there!

A tribute to one of the greatest athletes of our time!