Leaving the gym after an early morning workout, I stopped at the front of the YMCA to pick up a cup of free coffee, because well, I’m apparently very old.

So I’m pouring my cup of free coffee, when I notice a raw whole cucumber just sitting next to the coffee service.  Just sitting there.  All alone.

Here’s the strange part.  I really wanted to eat it.  For breakfast.  Because I’m on a diet.  And I’m hungry.  Always.

There was no sign next to the cucumber.  No context at all.  Was it free?  Was it abandoned?  Was it appropriate to even eat a cucumber for breakfast?  Just how pitiful have I become?

Get a hold of yourself, man!  Good Lord!  It’s a cucumber.  Leave it be.  Be strong.  Diets won’t last forever.  And neither will that cucumber, I’ll make sure of that.