7 Rounds, for time:
10 KB Swing (32kg/20kg)
6 Toes to bar (no kip)I chronically overcook meat. I know this about myself and I try to take the meat out of the oven or off the stove “early,” but frequently early to me is already too late for most. I just really hate eating pink, squishy meat.
The other night I made hamburgers for my boyfriend and myself. I was committed to not overcooking his dinner and I took the hamburgers out quite early for me. In fact, too early for me. We sat down to eat and he dove in. I took a few bites and was appalled at how rare the burger was. It was probably just fine, but for me it was a highly unpleasant experience.
My boyfriend offered to trade burgers with me. He thought his was a little more done. I said no, thanks. He suggested I could throw it back in the pan for a couple minutes and it would be fine. I just shrugged. He asked if I was okay with how it was. I said no.
I took another bite and complained again it was raw. “It’s really gross,” I said and pushed it around my plate.
My boyfriend paused, then looked at me and said, “Well what are you going to do about it?”
I don’t know why, but that made it click. What WAS I going to do about it? I could whine and push my hamburger around my plate like a little kid or I could simply get up and cook it for two more minutes and have it exactly as I wanted. Sure I was more comfortable sitting on the couch and was tired from a long day, but with a little work I could have a dinner I would actually enjoy.
What about you? What do you do when life serves you a raw hamburger? Do you get off the couch or do you sit and complain?