If you guys know me, you know I’m decently competitive. In just about any situation, I love to see if I can beat my own PR. Can I get dressed and ready faster this morning than yesterday? Can I cook dinner in under 10 minutes? Can I do more leg lifts than last week?
This desire to beat my PR comes out in full force when I arrive at the grocery store (especially Costco). If you ever shop with me, you’ll see me check my watch right as I walk in the door so I can time my visit.
Once we had kids, I had to up my game. I now organize my grocery shopping list by location in the store I am going to. I make the kids ride in the cart (thank you Costco for jumbo size carts), and we rarely stop for samples. But still, for whatever reason, once the kids realize we are in the store, they morph into some kind of re-enactment Animal House. Kid’s start hanging from the carts, the little guy somehow suddenly gets his hands on a teddy bear 4 times his size (true story) and has a death grip on it in the cart, the boys start fighting like they’re in the freakin’ MMA, and suddenly everyone is starving and has to go to the bathroom.
But still. Although my Grocery Store PR doesn’t resemble what it used to, it’s a work in progress. And one day, I hope to be able to park in front of the store, start my stop watch, and send a kid in to do the shopping for me.