Sorry for my blogland absence lately! Our weekend started out awesome and then took a turn for the worse. I haven’t looked at my computer in days!
Starting with the awesome part — on Saturday, I met up with the PR Bandits for some lovely fall miles. When we started, it was a brisk 47 degrees out!Our route started at LP Field and then circled around various bits of downtown (locals, here’s the route — it was a good one!)I settled into a nice 8:20ish pace with some ladies (Anthony flew off with some fast men around a 7:30 pace, what the heck?!) and we chatted the whole way.The route started uphill, but ended flat/downhill. My favorite type of route :). Plus awesome views along the Cumberland River greenway at the end. AND it wasn’t too hot, which meant we weren’t too disgustingly sweaty for a group photo at mile 14.5.After that, I parted ways with the group to cover the last 5.5 miles solo. I was a bit nervous to have to many miles to run alone at the end (I much prefer to do my solo bits before meeting with the group!) but was surprised how strong I felt.20 (with only 19.5 showing on my Garmin because I forgot to start it in my sleepy daze during the first half mile). Done!
Post-run I tried some insta-cold wraps sent to me by Arctic Ease in hopes they’d soothe my post-run tingly calves…They helped a bit, but didn’t quite take all the pain away! Oh well.
Then it was time to party. Happy birthday, dad!We had the fam over for some burgers. My parents just got back from Italy, so all-American was the theme That’s a homemade bun! My latest bread-making experiment.Plus salad.AND homemade pumpkin pie — as in, I bought a pumpkin and pureed it. Everyone agreed that it tasted way better than canned filling. All you need is an extra three hours to cut the pumpkin, roast it, and puree it… easy right? 😉Even the BEST slice of pie isn’t as sweet as this little one, though 😉And now it’s time for a short, but not-so-sweet ending to this super long post! On Sunday Anthony and I went to El Jaliciense — once our favorite Mexican place — for a quick lunch. I actually have a picture of our food but can’t handle the sight of it right now, so just imagine a stack of greasy, bacteria-filled tacos.
About four hours later, we both came down with horrible food poisoning that shook us to our cores and left us in a zombie state for a solid 24 hours. I’m actually really sore today — not from the 20-miler, but from being so miserably sick! Not cool, El Jaliciense.
Here’s a picture of my single Monday meal:That was not fun. BUT we’re feeling better now! I should be back tomorrow — hopefully with enough strength to go for a run!
- Last time you got food poisoning?
- Solo miles: before or after a group run?
- Pumpkin pie: from scratch or from a can?