Happy Long Weekend!! If you have one, that is. If you don’t, well, that’s just sad.
Mine started off with an awful lot of sleep, which is pretty much the norm… since I can’t do anything else on Saturday anyway, I usually don’t bother to crawl out of bed until about noon! Which is great, and all, except that then I can’t fall asleep on Saturday night, and a vicious cycle ensues. Oh, well. I got about four and a half hours of sleep last night as a result (nowhere near enough — I’m old, I need my sleep!)… but I had a busy day ahead of me, so I popped out of bed not long after 5.00. Don’t ask me why I didn’t make it out the door until more than an hour later, because I’m still not sure myself, but that doesn’t matter.
I did this run on my own, thankyouverymuch. I was a little bit worried that I wouldn’t be able to do it if I didn’t have someone else with me, but that wasn’t the case at all. This was one of the “good” runs… nothing hurt too much, and even the parts of me that did were just subject to some achiness, which is obviously vastly preferable to sharp stabbing pains. Those aren’t good.
I think this may have been a bit too fast for me for an LSD run… but my body and my training plan are not on the same wavelength, what can I say? 😉 I took a gel somewhere after mile 6 but before mile 7, and apparently it actually served a purpose.
I got this in my goody bag from my tri team. I was not expecting to like this flavor — I thought it would be sickeningly sweet — but I actually thought it was pretty good! Then again, my palate probably isn’t at its most discerning when I am running…
Speaking of palates, I just have to insert this, even though it’s totally not chronological. Remember my “birthday oats cake”? Well, after I stuck it in the oven and it still seemed extremely soupy, I started to worry that it would never firm up… so I stirred together some oat bran and egg white (in hindsight, some liquid would have been a smart idea), and stuck that in the oven too. I used it on Friday instead.
Plopped on top of coffee yogurt. Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but one usually finds mold at the top of a container. So please explain to me why this yogurt — which was dated September 16 — had a big spot of green fuzz right in the middle!! (Obviously, the rest of it went in the trash. Ick.)
Since I’m already talking about Friday, I will also share that I splurged on something I’ve been wanting to try for months (heaven knows why, since I don’t even like okra much — it has fuzz on it, too!)…
I liked it for the first couple of pieces — after all, if it’s crunchy and it’s salty, I’ll probably like it. But the third piece had some sort of weird membrane thing going on. Odd. Anyway, I’m not going to buy this regularly, and I wouldn’t even if I loved it — it’s just too expensive for that!
Back to today. After semi-recuperating from my self-inflicted “suffering,” I headed out again… because tradition dictates that I must go to a baseball game for my birthday. I’ve been doing it since I was sixteen, and we can’t stop now, right??
It was a good day for baseball — the weather was perfect for it, the game wasn’t one of those that lasted f-o-r-e-v-e-r, and the Yankees won, so I was a happy camper.
Even more so when I came home to some awesomeness… see, I’ve had Veganomicon checked out of the library for what seems like forever, but I just never really have the time to actually make anything! So on Friday, I cooked up some quinoa (only to realize later than I’m an idiot and should have cooked it in pineapple juice instead of water) to make the pineapple cashew quinoa stir fry.
I did make some substitutions — I had no scallions, so I used dehydrated onion; buying a single chile pepper, when I’d scaled down the recipe anyway, seemed silly, so I used red pepper flakes; I had no fresh herbs, so I used dried basil (no mint at all, since I don’t have it, and I don’t think I like it anyway); and I don’t have mirin, so I used white wine vinegar. Either way, this was awesome. The recipe never did mention what to do with the cashews after toasting them… I didn’t want to leave them in the stir fry overnight, because I was afraid they’d get soggy, so I just added them in right before eating it.
Maybe I’ll actually have a chance to cook something else tomorrow, since I don’t have work. Or maybe not… since I might do something exciting. Heh.
Honey graham cracker, black fig, wildflower honey. I’m in love. And so sad that fresh figs are only around for so short a time!
Since I am an old lady, I fear the day has been wholly too exciting for me and I must head to bed ASAP.
Happy Labor Day, or Happy Monday!
“A mind always employed is always happy. This is the true secret, the grand recipe, for felicity.”