The Buffet
So yesterday, my friend and I are having at lunch at a local Mexican buffet (I know… you’re thinking, Mexican buffet? That certainly doesn’t sound like a very triathlon lifestyle thing to do? Bear with me. :) ). I had finished getting my food and was heading back to my seat when I passed my friend who was standing in line with this stunned look on his face. He later comes back to tell me that while we were in line, a guy was attempting to put some salsa in this little dipping cup thing when he dropped the whole cup into the trough. No big deal, right? UNTIL HE REACHED HIS BARE HANDS, KNUCKLE DEEP, INTO THE SALSA TO TRY AND FISH THE CUP OUT??! What the…. gross!! I’m not sure if the staff even noticed, but I didn’t see them changing out their salsa after it had happened. Needless to say, I don’t think I’ll be eating there again.
In other news, I’m back in the arctic tundra that is Minnesota. Not really glad to be back, but back none the less. I’m way behind on your guys/gals blogs so, sorry for that. I’ll try and catch up soon.
Nothing really much noteworthy workout wise either. 6.5 mile run on Monday, an hour spin on the trainer yesterday, and this morning was 3,300 yards in the pool. I’m going to run again this afternoon. It’s “nice” out today - aka. it’s 34 degrees. *sigh* I need to move.