It was a cold October morning. I woke up and watched some football. I was ready for later today when I was gonna eat unlimited wings. My favorite football team won and I was feeling good. I went for a quick run and when I got back I was starving, but I didn’t eat because I wanted to eat the most chicken wings. Then my friend came over and there was about 30 minutes until we left for the unlimited wings. We watched some more TV and then we were on our way.

In the car I was thinking about my goal. “How many wings should I be able to eat?” I thought to myself. I settled on the idea that I should be able to eat at least 25. We pulled into the parking lot and I could smell the wings from outside. I opened the door and was ready. I got my plate and started with my first five wings. I downed them, drank some water and was feeling good. I sat down for a few more minutes and then was ready to go get five more.

Before I knew it, I blinked and I had 25 down. I was now starting to feel full, and my brother tapped out with 44 wings. I got back up and ate seven more. After that I ate two plates of nanner pudding. I was happy with my 32 wing performance. I got back in the car to go home and I was super full. I continued my day not eating and going to the bathroom a lot. Overall it was a great day and I reached my goal that I set for myself.