In my quest for more fruit, I stopped by the grocery store last night after work. As I stockpiled my hand basket with bananas, grapes, and apples, the very fried smell of chicken assailed my nostrils... my nose led me to the deli in Dillon's, where they had piles of freshly fried chicken, on the bone and boneless. I do not know whether their chicken had 0 grams of trans fat or not; I just knew that I was salivating in front of their deli case and I HAD to have a piece.
And so it was, 3 blocks later, I had finished my solitary strip of crispy fried chicken. It was delectable, but alas, definitely NOT on my current
Tonight I will assault my body with the P90X program again, this time the plyometrics segment. This segment is over an hour long. I think it's pretty safe to say I will not be completing the entire hour, or I will certainly find myself in the local ER. Keep me in your thoughts, that I live to tell my story on Friday. :)
