I hated when my mother would have something cooked up when I got home from practice and she would say something like,
"Oh I forgot you were cutting weight!" At the same time my brother and sister are grinning ear to ear in the background with food all over their mouths. I also took a job as a dishwasher my jr. year and had to go to work after practice and endure the long hours of work as I smelled all the fixins that were being cooked in the back. Long story short I'm glad that's over even more as I type this and relish the memories.