The last couple of months I have been doing about two runs each week with my friend Julie, who is training for her first marathon this April. Although it's nice to have someone to run with, it also means that I have to coordinate my schedule with someone else. Today was our long run, but technically it was for last week...if that makes any sense. It's entirely possible that I'm not even typing coherent thoughts since I just ran 18 miles, so bear with me.
Anyway, we decided that a change of scenery would be nice and headed up to Chattanooga to run on the Riverfront. It was supposed to be 8 miles out and 8 mile back, with a little extra to make up the mileage. But did it work out like that? No, it did not. Of course not. I got lost and dealt with a few too many bridges and steps for my liking, but the best part is that now I'm done and I don't have to run anymore. Score. Time to drink copious amounts of hot chocolate and refuse to leave the couch.
I parked in Whole Foods up in Chattanooga because I figured people who can afford to buy organic groceries were less likely to steal my car. I know, I'm a stereotyping genius. Also a wise choice because once we were done we could go and spend a fortune on post-run food. I naturally gravitated toward the bakery section and started drooling at these bad boys:
I hope the cream filling in canolis has protein so I can justify it as recovery food. Anyway, while I was deciding what to get some mean old woman tried to convince us NOT to buy things from the bakery because it was just putting the calories back in that we burned off. Even after telling her that we had run for 18 miles, she was still tsk-ing at us.
Woman, DO NOT come between two very hungry runners and their baked goods. Seriously. I'm not the violent type but even I wanted to slap the lady. Apparently aggression toward geriatrics is frowned upon so I let it go.
I've got nothing left to do today but slowly consider the possibility of making dinner (slim to none unless ordering Papa John's is "making" anything) and having a little dream date with Mr. Don Draper:
People keep telling me his name is Jon Hamm but I am really not interested in the actual man, just the character. Tim gets pretty angry when we watch Mad Men and I call it the "Don Draper Show".
Do you watch Mad Men?
Yes! I love it and I'm really excited that it's coming back next month. Plus we can actually watch in on TV this season. In Hong Kong we had to wait until we could download it a few days after each episode aired.
What is the ultimate post-run dessert?
In the summer it's ice cream, but lately I have been SO COLD after runs I can't handle it. In all honestly those canolis were only so-so. Usually it's just candy and hot chocolate all the way for me.