Friday Confession: I Am Pavlov’s Dog

I exercise a lot.

It’s not for the reasons you might imagine. I play doubles tennis just to have fun and move my body, but I play singles for one reason and one reason only.

Eggrolls.

I love fried food. I love it so much that I was 198 pounds when I was pregnant with the kids. I have the palate of a morbidly obese woman, so I exercise. With two hours of activity I reward myself with two eggrolls. I don’t really want to play a singles match, I’d rather play doubles and move a little less. I want the eggrolls, so I run a little harder. I play to win. I start planning my lunch sometime around the 14th game.

I also have a taco truck habit. I love the tortas and ceviche and a Mexican Coca Cola with the sugar and the tiny bubbles. I refuse to drive to a taco truck. My favorite taco truck is reliably parked on Mulholland Drive year ’round.

I run to the taco truck.

My running shoes make me slobber. I am Pavlov’s Dog.

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  1. Love it! I am buying a cheeseburger in the drive through lane RIGHT NOW and planning my evening workout to offset the calories I will consume in a few minutes!

  2. I crave chocolate covered graham crackers. You know, the cookies that cost $1.25 give or take? I will eat the entire package for lunch, in lieu of lunch. I can’t pass them in the store without buying them. Same thing, I think.

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