It was supposed to be a burger challenge.
your choice of 4 of our 10 burgers, piled high with toppings and served with an enormous pile of cheese fries.
The fact that the word “enormous” was not defined, is the deadliest aspect of this challenge. The fact that the word “enormous” was not defined, is exactly why this thing shouldn’t really even be called a burger challenge.
It should be “Loaded French Fries challenge with a side of Hamburgers“
Needless to say, I failed quite horribly, although not nearly as bad Huzzard did. I consumed roughly three and 3/5 of the four hamburgers, and I didn’t put a noticeable dent in the estimated eight potatoes worth of loaded cheese fries that “were thrown in” to the challenge.
I felt that I was making good time, and if the limits of my body were greater than what I had already exhibited, I know I could have finished it. But the mountain of fries always being in sight proved to be adversity that clouded my mind with doubt and uncertainty, which ultimately led to my inevitable defeat. I’m seriously beginning to wonder if I’ll ever defeat any of the food challenges that I always seem to think I’m capable of toppling when I see them.
