Showing posts with label QuikTrip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label QuikTrip. Show all posts

Monday, June 1, 2009

12 Cents Per Cup

I was low on bananas so I went to the store which is like eating Lays potato chips; you can't just stop at one item. Never mind that I went to Aldi and Whole Foods yesterday. Of course, you have to be careful about when and how many bananas you pick up because you can end up with too many ripe 'nanas.

Since I was at the store, I picked up some regular oatmeal, cans of organic no salt diced tomatoes and Kashi Organic Promise Autumn Wheat cereal.

The guy in front of me said You're trying to eat healthy, hunh? Just as he was spying my purchases, I was looking at his dog food and prepackaged cornbread which I thought was cake at first.

I answered yes to his question and I say no deal to QuikTrip whose new billboard is advertising a 32 oz soda for $.49 cents. That's about 12 cents per cup but I'm not buying it.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

The Workout Before the Workout

I put bag #1 in the trunk so no one mistakes it for anything valuable.

Since I'm leaving work at five, I decide to go through the city to get to the fitness club.

As I'm heading down Chippewa, I see $1.89 fuel prices at QuikTrip (or QuikS@#%) if you're talking to my Aunt L.

The gas stations are so stealthy.

I keep trucking until I spot a 7 Eleven that still has $1.65 fuel. I don't really want to stop but... Of course, this 7 Eleven has the smallest parking lot in the world and when I leave the lot, I'm in a turn lane with no left turn signal. I finally maneuver onto a muffler shop's lot and getting into the flow of traffic is no piece of cake from this point either.

At last, I'm back on Chippewa and it's not pretty but I manage not to have full blown road rage as I see the red of so many brake lights.

Once in the gym, I swipe my membership card, head to the locker room and weave through other women to try to find an open locker. By the time I exchange my work clothes for some workout clothes, I'm almost too tired to tie the laces on my Nike shoes. Next, I look for an open machine. Since the AMT's are all taken, I decide to do thirty minutes on a treadmill. I restrain myself from upping the incline too much since my calves are still a little tender from the Arc Trainer adventure two days ago.

As strange as it seems, I had more energy post-workout. It's just a challenge to get to the actual treadmill some days.