The story begins with our hero, embarking with vigor on his course, full of gusto and invincibility. Then he must endure a powerful setback, you know, to heighten the drama.😉
I hadn’t really considered Troy’s Six-Pack for Super Bowl Challenge a story and therefore did not anticipate the requisite setbacks that must come with good drama. Until today…
I walked into the kitchen to see Troy hopping on one foot in extreme pain while simultaneously holding his profusely bleeding finger over the kitchen drain. Of course, my first thought was concern. I may be a nagging spouse, but I’m not a monster. My second thought, I’m ashamed to say, was how impressed I was at his quick reflexes. All that blood would have been a job to clean (for the uninjured spouse).
I have “nagged” him on multiple occasions about the power of my Wusthof knives. They just sound dangerous. Each time, he, like a truly nagged husband, had looked at me with a look of “duh” on his face.
So as his finger
dripped power-dripped blood into the sink, I felt an “I told you so moment” come on but, of course, refrained. Again, not a monster.
“What happened?” I said.
“This damned diet!” he yelled.
To which I said nothing because… ????
“Who in their right mind would eat raw cabbage of their own free will?!”
Again, silence on my part with a look like this 🤔 (mental note: must stop thinking in emojis)
“Now look!” He held his finger up, hangrily. “This would have never happened.”
Again… 🤔 But I’ve lived with Troy for over 15 years. I know when not to call him on faulty logic.
So, like the loving wife I am, I pulled out the bacitracin and 3 bandaids, which I used to gob the bleeding and encase the sliced finger tip.
“I just hope this doesn’t affect my workout,” he said, wiggling his finger and examining my first-aid
prowess hack job.
Now, I know you’re likely worried about this preemptive injury in the saga of the Six Pack for Super Bowl but never fear, my Wusthof didn’t mortally wound him and the cabbage wasn’t as bad as he was SURE it was going to be. I think he’ll be ok. #prayforTroy
Strangely enough, I didn’t think to document the actual drama so I searched the internet high and low for a decent reenactment of it.