…We all scream because I am slightly lactose intolerant and I am not sure how my stomach handled so much ice cream at once. I never puked. That is truly a miracle.
I pride myself in my ability to eat large quantities of food, especially compared to my size. There are times when I will consume so much food I will genuinely look as if I am multiple months pregnant. Compared to my body size, my “food baby” can get pretty large.
I am never one who will say no to a challenge. I am incredibly competitive by nature, and if I believe I can do something, you bet I am going to give it my all.
However, I could never have guessed what I had signed up for when I decided to do the ice cream challenge.
When I saw pictures of previous students holding up their tremendous cones participating in the ice cream challenge, I was all in. I mea, I love ice cream! What more could I ask for? One of my friends who went on the trip last year completed the challenge, and she is about my size, and she got a great picture. I thought, why not? I can do it for the photo if nothing else.
As soon as that cone was filled and handed to me, I knew I was in trouble.
I could not eat the ice cream fast enough. My flowy shirt was flying into my face and my ice cream (terrible clothing decision for a windy day with a tremendous ice cream cone). I could not whale it down quickly enough to finish it before the rumblings in my tummy began. I was most of the way done with the top piece of soft ice when they began.
Oh no, I thought, this is not good.
I already had my photos so I *technically* had done everything I promised myself (and my mother). I could give up. I could say, oh well, I tried, and I failed.
But who wants to try and fail? I was in it to win it!
After about 10 trips to and from the store to collect napkins for my ever dripping ice cream and to warm my constantly frigid body, I did it. I finished the ice cream.
No one would get anywhere near me for the rest of the night, for fear that every burp may not just be a burp.
But hey, I still finished it!
Finishing the single largest ice cream cone I have every seen is something I will brag about for at least the rest of my college career, but most likely for the rest of my life.