Foiled by the Gyro

My previously stated vows were:

1. No fried food. (chicken, okra)
2. No macaroni and cheese.
3. No pizza.
4. No lasagna.

Neither of which I ate, but I did have a gyro from the food court in an effort to help my poor fragile body along to my next class. I did not break any of my vows, but I feel just as guilty.

As I was completely full from the late lunch I had at 3:52pm, I could not have anything from the Caf except a cup of tea, and an addition of 6 more bananas to replace the four that I have half-mushed in the freezer.

We are going to be blending tonight.

I tried to be the hero in the circumstance of all of this unhealthy food we are exposed to; however, it appears that my heroic actions were foiled by the gyro.

[please pronounce "gyro" like "hero," that's the proper pronunciation]

Take it or leave it, but at least think about the awesome smoothies I will be making and wish that you were making them too!