Note to self: no more pedicures until after September 12. My toes look cute right now, but I need those calluses to keep running blisters at bay.
I had a great run Saturday, we had 15 miles on the schedule. I think I have my energy routine figured out, I've been using a fuel belt, with three bottles of water, and one of nuun. I took a gel (I've been favoring the lemon/berry flavors, the vanilla and chocolate ones make me gag) at mile 6, and mile 12, before I felt like I needed it, and sipped water when I wanted it. I got into my little zone around mile 13 which is the most boring stretch of road, just kept my head down and kept at it. We took a turn that added more mileage than I thought it would, so we ended up with 15.67 miles, it took 2:40:24, with an average pace of 10:16. Not bad.
During the run J&N and I talked about compression socks and ice baths and running in general, after they left my house I decided to try out an ice bath. Took six ice packs and threw them in the tub of cold water....and EEEEEYOOOOWWWW it was ccccccold. Soaked for 20 minutes, Eliza tried to keep me company but she decided to put on her elephant costume and go play, so I had time to read my new Marian Keyes book. I think it worked, I wasn't sore at all later or the next day, so I think that's going to be my new habit after the long runs.
I'm having an issue with meat. As in, I don't know if I want to eat it anymore. I've always eaten meat, but until I met Mike, it had to be very well done for me to do so. I like burgers and bacon. And lamb chops. Not a huge fan of chicken, I can barely cook it, and when I do I have it in something like enchiladas or mole. Or I bake the hell out of it. I don't do ham. When I was pregnant I couldn't look at or smell any kind of meat. I'm a fan of veggie meals, I usually choose the vegetarian option at weddings, or order fish when we eat out. Love sushi.
I made my Healthy Helper this week with ground beef, and I housed that because it's mixed in with the pasta. I ate that rotisserie chicken, but not much of it. We had ribs on Friday, and I picked at them and around them, and ate most of the black bean salad, slaw and corn bread instead. So I don't know what's up, I just don't want to eat it, and this isn't the best time to experiment with my diet since my mileage is going up every week. So I have a conundrum.
As you can see by the photo, I like to play with food, as I did with the kids dinner the other night, when they requested smiley face breakfast. Take away the egg and sausage and I'd be happy to eat the bagel and strawberries. Which I kind of did, I'm still picking at their leftovers.....