A boring picture of tragedy

I had been putting it off.  I was truly dreading doing it, even though I knew that I had no choice.  We needed to be able to use the freezer, and it simply could not become a burial ground for all of the ice cream that we lost, mere days ago.

No, it had to be done.  I had to grab a trash bag, and one by one place the lifeless bodies, er, containers, of ice cream one by one inside of it.  I had to throw them away.

After an emotional farewell, I slowly walked to the dumpster, and ever so gingerly hoisted the very full trash bag inside.  As I began to walk away I paused, briefly, and somehow managed to fight back the urge to turn around and rip open that bag to embrace them one last time.  But I remained strong, only allowing one lonely tear to run slowly down my bearded cheek, and then fall somberly to the hard, heartless ground.

Then I opened my eyes, and walked away.  The memory of my delicious friends untimely deaths forever burned into my mind. 

- Eat dirty my friends

Anthony howard-crow

Abs & Ice Cream, , CO,

Abs & Ice Cream is not simply a catchy name or cocky statement; it's about much more than that.

It's abut being free, and understanding the fact that you CAN be dedicated to fitness, nutrition, and overall well-being, and still enjoy any foods that you desire. It's about ending the stress and the pain that placing foods into categories of "good" and "bad" causes us.

But most of all, it's about our lifelong journey to find balance and happiness in everything that we do.