It’s 5:38am and I’m ready to head out to the marathon. Since there’s still about 10 minutes before leaving, there’s time for a quickie joggling post.
Yesterday, I went to the expo and was amused by the following moment.
At marathon expos they have dozens of free samples. Magic vitamin water, organic figs, pro biotic yogurt and pumpkin pie were just some examples. I love free samples and will try anything as long as it’s free. Shannon doesn’t get my fascination with free but she’s not Polish and didn’t grow up with 6 other brothers and sisters.
So, yesterday I walked up to a booth hawking nutrition bars. For non-runners, nutrition bars are glorified candy bars that are nearly unpalatable. I love candy bars even if they don’t taste quite right.
I snatched up a bar from the peanut butter plate and plopped it in my mouth. I was immediately surprised by the grainy texture. It was mushy. Then the foul flavor hit me. It didn’t taste like peanut butter. It tasted more like mushy dog biscuits. Bleah!
As I turned back to Shannon she asks “How was it?”
I glibly respond, “Yuck! It certainly shouldn’t be called the nutrition bar of the year.”
While I waited for my wife’s wry smile a woman next to me turns and say “Hey, that’s rude!”
I look down at her shirt and see “Nutrition Bar X”. She was working the booth and overheard my impromptu review.
Immediately I started backpedaling saying I didn’t mean it or that the bars aren’t so bad. I even suggested I didn’t like peanut butter (not true, I love peanut butter).
The woman didn’t want to hear any of it. I quietly apologized and receded back into the marathon expo crowd. Next time I’ll save my product reviews for the blog.
ooops..my ride is here.
I feel good about this marathon. Hopefully, the heat won’t be too bad. Good luck to all the other marathoners.