Once we all had gotten out of the locker room, we walked across the lobby to the exit and then out into the parking lot.
“Harry,” Zack called to me, and I turned around.
He motioned for me to come over to him, so I obliged and walked over to where he was.
“Where’s your car?” he asked me.
“Um,” I looked around for a few seconds to remember where it was,
“It’s over there,” I told him and pointed to where I saw my car.
“The Range Rover?” he asked, making sure he was looking at the right one.
“Yeah,” I clarified.
“Okay,” he said,
“Mine is the black Ford Mustang,” he told me and pointed to where his car was.
“I’ll drive over to you and you can just follow me out,” he said to me.
“Okay,” was all I said and nodded.
By now everyone was already heading off to their own cars. Once I had gotten to my car, I took the keys out of the side pocket of my bag, and unlocked my vehicle. I opened the door, and got into the drivers seat, and decided just to go ahead and put my keys in and let the car run so when Zack drove over here, I could already be ready to drive.
A few more minutes passed, and I finally saw Zack’s black mustang drive up. I began to back out, and once I was out of my parking spot, Zack began to drive out of the parking lot. I followed him out onto the road, and began to drive down the road.
The place we were going to ended up not being very far, and we arrived there in a matter of minutes. It was pretty easy following Zack there since we basically had to drive on the same road the whole way there. Although, there was one moment where I almost lost him from having to stop a stop sign that he didn’t need to fully stop at for long. Luckily not that many cars had to pass in front of me when I stopped, so when I kept driving there was one car in front of me blocking me from Zack’s car.
Only a few moments later though, and I was then in front of that car and back behind Zack. I pulled my car into the parking lot, and searched around for a parking spot until I finally found one. It was a bit towards the back, and further from the restaurant, but I really didn’t mind.
Once I was parked, I took the keys out of my car and got out. I locked my car once I shut the door, and then headed to the front of the restaurant to find the rest of the guys. By the time I got to where everyone was standing outside the entrance, I had been the last one to join them; I guess they all scrambled for parking spots towards the very front of the lot.
“Okay, everyone is here, lets go inside,” Zack said, and all of us began to walk inside.
When we walked in, the guy who was at the podium seemed to already know all of them. I guess they really do come here a lot if they really do come everyday after practice. I saw Ryan plop down some money on the podium, and considering the sign that was hung above, I knew he was paying already, because after reading the sign I knew you had to do it when you walked in at this place.
I took my wallet out of my pocket and got out the money, but when I looked up, they were all already heading over to the buffet. I had a confused look on my face as I put the money back in my wallet and caught up with them.
“Are we just going to split the cost later or what?” I asked Adam seeing him be the closet one in the back of the line that I knew better.
“Dude that cost was like $10 we don’t split it, we just change up who pays each time we come,” he told me.
“Oh,” I said.
“Yeah, like today it was Ryan’s turn to pay, and in like five days it’s my turn to pay, tomorrow I think Jason pays, see how it works?” he explained, and I nodded showing I understood.
“Okay good, now lets get some food, I’m starving,” he said, and we went to join the rest of the team that was deciding which line to go down.
I was overwhelmed by how much food there was once I saw it. There were two lines to choose from, and they seemed to stretch down forever, with different food in each one. I grabbed a plate of the stack, and at random chose a line to go down to get food.
“I know it’s a lot of food, but don’t worry about how much you eat, we’ll work it off tomorrow at practice anyway,” Ryan told me out of nowhere.
I didn’t even realize he was even near me until he started speaking. I just nodded, and continued putting little portions on my plate. I knew I was going to work it off tomorrow, but I wasn’t going to work it all off. Sure the practices were helpful and tough, but it isn’t enough exercise to work off a lot of food. For them it might be a good enough exercise, but not for me since I hardly broke a sweat. I figured it I did end up eating more than I planned that I would just go to the gym tonight.
Once I had my plate almost filled with the food I wanted, I got some utensils and a glass of water and went to find the table we were sitting at. I soon found where most of them were already sitting, and went to join them. I sat down at the end of the table and then reached for a napkin from the container of them that was on the table.
Before I began to eat, I examined everyone else’s plates to see that they were completely full, one or two of them were overflowing with food. My mum was right when she told me that Americans liked to eat a lot. A few of them really should be working on turning the fat into muscle. I’m saying they’re all overweight because they’re not, I just think they have a lot of potential to get a lot more muscular, and some of them already were.
Nevertheless, I began eating my food, and I have to say, it was really good. No wonder Americans eat so much, they have amazingly good food. This is only the third time I have been out to eat since I arrived in this country, so I’m still trying out some of the foods that they don’t have very often in Britain. I’ve realized what makes a lot of the food so good is how greasy processed a lot of it is.
I would’ve thought that all the grease would make the food wet and taste gross, but boy was I wrong. My dad would kill me if he knew how much fried and battered stuff I’ve been eating since I’ve been here, but thankfully he isn’t here.
My dad thinks that me and everyone else, especially athletes, should just always eat healthy, but I think every now and then unhealthy foods are good. If you never have them, it’s all you will crave all the time, and could affect your leptin amount and make it even harder to lose weight.
Once all of us were sat down at the table is when everyone really began to talk more than they were before. I few of the guys sitting around me that I didn’t know very well were trying to start some conversations with me.
I would join in during most of their attempts, but at some moments I just didn’t feel like talking, plus my mouth was pretty full with food at most times too. Once my plate was almost empty, I contemplated on going back up to the buffet and getting more food since it was all-you-can-eat.
I eventually decided that I’d had enough food, I heard my dad’s voice in the back of my head telling my not to get back up to go to the lines.