Today’s lesson: fueling.  Can we just call this a ‘what not to do’ lesson?

When I woke up I was sooo tired (we’ve been staying up way too late catching up on Scrubs) that I convinced myself it would be better to push my run back to the afternoon.  That’d be great and all, except that I am a way better morning exerciser.  Especially except the fact that I can run at 9am after downing just a Goo, but by 5pm I need to have actually eaten food and that was a little tricky.  Two different loaves of bread simultaneously sprouted mold yesterday and if our cupboards had a fuel gauge it’d be reading empty.

I ate a few spoonfuls of ice cream frosting (yuuuuum),

and a slice of swiss cheese,

but then it seemed like I probably should find food food.

But by the time I’d walked a block away from the house it started to pour, which is how I ended up convincing myself that (an entire tray of) nachos would make awesome running fuel.

Also, I had a cupcake.

Too cute not to be a good idea!

Adam came home earlier than expected this afternoon and as we hung out it got later and later and myplanned  7-mile run seemed harder and harder.  Which is why nachos actually do make awesome pre-run fuel: I felt like such a fat idiot that I was extra motivated to get out there!  Go me?

I headed to Delaware Park for four 1.75 mile loops.  7 miles in 1 hour and 15 minutes.  <– that time is especially sad when you consider that I stopped every loop to stretch/drink and I paused my clock for the breaks.  Maybe I do need to relook at my fueling.

I didn’t get done with my run until after 9pm so I ended up just skipping dinner.  <– don’t do as I do

This was a strange post. Also, clearly I’ve stayed up too late watching Scrubs again.