T-man on the ballfield

So yesterday I was at the ball field for a double header. I pitched the first game (we won 3-2) and I have to say that I represented us T-men/ T-Vixens in full force in between games. As my teammates scarfed down their foot long Subway subs with extra mayo, I convenietly took out the can opener I had stuffed away in my baseball bag and proceeded to open my can of tuna fish and opened my bag of beef jerky and ate to my hearts content. For dessert, I had my mixed nuts and downed my water with a tbsp of flax seed oil…HAHAHAHA. Needless to say, I got some weird looks from my teammates. What can I say? It was time for my 1st P+F meal of the day!!! It always cracks me up when someone sees me eating the stuff I eat and they respond with, “how can you eat that?”. What I REALLY want to say is, “shut the hell up! I dont comment on what you eat fatty, so don’t comment on what I eat.” However, I hold back and just shrug and say, “this is good stuff.” Anyone else have similar stories?

Tony, every day is a stuggle to hold my tongue. At work I get comments on how much of the fridge I take up with my food, then some of my co-workers have the nerve to tell me I’m going to die from mercury poisoning from all the tuna I eat, meanwhile they scarf down entire pizzas and gallons of Coke. The comments at the gym about my diet are even more moronic. I have trained myself to hold my tongue. Walk away. Daydream. Anything to get my mind off of it. We need to overcome if we are to succeed.