Week 6 - Food Challenge - My "Piece of Cake".....I Mean My "Whole Cake" Food Challenge!

As many of you know, I ask my followers to submit ideas for my weekly food challenges.  I figure that they will push me far beyond what my own mind can come up with - after all, I'm used to eating spinach shakes as a treat.  As I get challenge ideas, sometimes they're "normal" (a Monte Cristo sandwich, In-N-Out), and sometimes they want me to "eat a whole cake".  Personally, I think some of you enjoy seeing me suffer through these challenges.  Don't deny it - you're secretly hoping I'm still suffering through the KFC grease sweats.  And a week after that KFC debacle, you'll get to see the video of me struggling with this one.  I dare you to try to eat a whole 9x13 strawberry cake with whipped cream on top.  Okay, I really don't dare you - that would be counterintuitive to my journey, but it sounds good, doesn't it?  From personal experience, I can tell you that it was - well, at least half of it. It was the second half that did me in.  Things went south in a hurry.  The sugar started to get to me, and I started having flashbacks of my donut challenge, which then reminded me of the KFC Battle Royale with the Colonel.  In my head, I was thinking, "You're going to choke again like you did with the Krispy Kremes.  Accept another failure and avoid getting 1 million hits on Youtube for a video entitled "Watch me enjoy my cake....twice!" Of course, I couldn't actually give up.  It's not in my blood.  So I employed a new strategy - the "have a bite, and wander the room until I can handle another bite" approach.  To be honest, it helped with the nausea.  Either that, or I was just shifting the cake in my system down to the lower extremities, and away from my poor stomach.  Plus, I had the guilt of failure from my battle with the Colonel.  I couldn't let you down with another poor showing.  As I put the last piece of cake in my mouth, I felt a bit of relief for a moment, but that didn't last long.  My stomach enjoyed the cake for the next three hours.  The phrase "stomach pain" doesn't do it justice.  Agony is a better descriptor. In the end, I ran errands and had too many moments of thinking "the vomiting personal trainer" YouTube video still had a chance to be made.  Luckily, I was able to keep it down and finally started to feel better that night - just in time for some dessert.  With that being said I don't plan on eating cake again for a long time.  I don't even think I could handle a piece of cake right now. I look forward to your insane ideas for next week's challenge.