The soldier's eyes quickly checked her equipment to make sure it was all in
working order.... scanned the field for easy targets, and scoured the shadows
for enemies. This was no ordinary battle, and she was no ordinary soldier. She
was armed with a smartphone and a food list from MFP. The fatty foods in the
grocery store aisles didn't stand a chance. Her orders were... shoot to
fill.
Fill her cart with healthy foods and good choices. Fill her mind with knowledge and nutritional information. Fill her body with the right levels of nutrients to keep her strength optimal, her energy levels top notch, and her spirit with positive energy. These were her missions.
Gliding silently around end-caps overflowing with processed snacks and chips, the soldier, like a ninja, swerved and swooped the cart through that minefield and safely arrived in the produce department, taking refuge among the vegetables and fruits that sheltered her.
Hidden among the celery stalks, the soldier engaged in some strategic planning taking stock of her equipment and realizing that she COULD, in fact, risk having a couple of "treats" on hand... but that would mean venturing into the heart of enemy territory.... The CHIP aisle. But, in war, sacrifices must be made.
Taking a deep breath, the Soldier launched her surprise attack. Past the potato chips, the tortilla chips, the deep fried salty treats and pork rinds, stopping only long enough in the pretzel section to grab some individuallywrapped 100 calorie treats. She didn't dare to take a breath until she reached the end of the aisle, finding comfort in the air popped popcorn.
Slightly battered and bruised from her foray into combat, the Soldier checked out of the grocery store. Yes, the fight had cost her. But the war was hers. And she was winning.
Fill her cart with healthy foods and good choices. Fill her mind with knowledge and nutritional information. Fill her body with the right levels of nutrients to keep her strength optimal, her energy levels top notch, and her spirit with positive energy. These were her missions.
Gliding silently around end-caps overflowing with processed snacks and chips, the soldier, like a ninja, swerved and swooped the cart through that minefield and safely arrived in the produce department, taking refuge among the vegetables and fruits that sheltered her.
Hidden among the celery stalks, the soldier engaged in some strategic planning taking stock of her equipment and realizing that she COULD, in fact, risk having a couple of "treats" on hand... but that would mean venturing into the heart of enemy territory.... The CHIP aisle. But, in war, sacrifices must be made.
Taking a deep breath, the Soldier launched her surprise attack. Past the potato chips, the tortilla chips, the deep fried salty treats and pork rinds, stopping only long enough in the pretzel section to grab some individuallywrapped 100 calorie treats. She didn't dare to take a breath until she reached the end of the aisle, finding comfort in the air popped popcorn.
Slightly battered and bruised from her foray into combat, the Soldier checked out of the grocery store. Yes, the fight had cost her. But the war was hers. And she was winning.
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