Grog Not Groggy

by Emily

After my run this morning I joined my parents for an hour and a half bike ride. I burnt the crap out of my forearms yesterday so I ended up biking in 85* weather in this –

Worth it. We rode all around the path and over some gorgeous bridges. I so wish I’d had my camera but I couldn’t figure out a place to put it.

We came home for a refreshing breakfast.

0% Plain Greek Gods Yogurt with a strawberry honey straw, blueberries, peach, and Great Harvest granola.

I have maybe a half serving of granola left and my heart is breaking.

Getting lunch was not my strong suit today and I will admit that I was a little cranky this afternoon. We did do some fun things though, like explore a neat farmer’s market.

I grabbed an iced coffee from a stand at the market.

But traded iced in for hot as soon as I saw this –

Grog style coffee?! With a little skim milk.

I swear it did taste like buttered rum!

We also traveled to the mecca.

I bought sushi (spicy and regular brown rice California rolls) for lunch but I only ate three pieces.

Yucky City, way too much (mushy) rice. If I had been closer to the store I would have returned it but I was eating on the car ride home.

I split these Sunkist gems with my dad for dessert.

Yum City.

My grumbling tummy was very happy when dinner was served.

Side salad with peas, radishes, spicy ranch, and dill cheese curds.

Corn on the cob so tasty it blew the corn I bought in Buffalo out of the water.

And quesadilla with sautéed onions and peppers, turkey sausage, shredded chicken, and colby and sharp cheddar cheese.

With a small turtle blizzard for dessert.

I’ve been pretty well fed this vacation. Nonetheless, I can’t wait to go home to my husband tomorrow and hear about his first week back at school!

1Jul2011

My Abusive Relationship

by Emily

Get ready for the tabloid post guys, because I’m about to talk about my abusive relationship with running.

Running makes my lungs feel like they’re on fire and my legs feel like jello. Running has me questioning my sanity. Running can make me feel lazy and worthless. But I can’t give it up.

Sometimes I stray. I can’t resist the call of the warm, safe couch. I get complacent and forget about running for a while.

But running is so exciting, it always pulls me back in. I think “this time, things will be different.” They never are. Running always punishes me for my lack of loyalty. It’s my fault; think if I was faithful, running would stop hurting me.

Even during the bad times, I still love running. There are good times. Running can be my rock during stressful periods. Running doesn’t ask for much, just my sneakers and a bit of time.

When I stick with it, running makes me feel like I can do anything. Running helps me feel the breeze against my face. Running helps me clear my head and think. Running makes me feel strong.

I ran 1 mile in 9:15 this morning. It sucked. And I can’t wait to do it again.

1Jul2011

My Aching Ischium

by Emily

Ow!

I wish I could blog more about today but it’s after midnight and I am just so tired! Time to keep things cursory.

I started my morning with a version of my new favorite breakfast.

Great Harvest granola (essential!) with berries, 0% Plain Greek Gods Yogurt, and a blue raspberry honey stick.

Delicious, and totally fun looking.

Then my parents and I headed out for a 3 hour bike ride. Hence the aching sit-bones! My plan was to run but my leg is sore (from accelerating of all things) and I think I ended up getting a better workout anyways.

After our three hour ride a big lunch was key.

It doesn’t look like much but that’s a vegetarian rice bowl from the burrito place down the street. Rice, black beans, creamy hot sauce, tomatoes, corn salsa, guacamole, lettuce, cheese and pineapple.