A Sweet Victory

I won an Olympic gold medal for the 50 yard dash.

As I held the medal in my hands, I felt a wave of disappointment come over me. I worked my ass off, training hard for three years, avoiding friends and TV, all for a circular gold painted trinket.

But then I noticed the medal was foil covered, and I pealed away to discover the chocolate below.

I gorged and forgot what I’d been whining about.