Is it just me or this this lean cuisine’s packaging COMPLETELY misleading?
The meat:rice ratio is totally out of whack. Slightly disappointing.
So anyway, I ran my last ULTRA long run. 3 hours and 22 minutes. 9:11 average pace.
From mile 13 on I was alone. See how much faster I go when I’m alone? So weird. I think it’s because it’s not as fun so I try to hurry through it. Either that or it’s because I have no one to distract me from focusing on my pace and my goals. Or because I finally had that gusting 45 mph wind to my back. I’ve really been pushing hard this year. I want that sub 4!!! Daghhh!
Afterwards I attempted to take a hot bath in epsom salt. Only I didn’t hot water on all the way so it was a lukewarm bath. Then after that I tried to take a hot shower, but it ran out. I went the whole day being cold. So I threw on some wrinkly game day clothes and ran out the door for my hair appointment.
The ends are SO much better!
It was SO cold and windy all day and I was chilled. I only brought a light jacket to the game and I couldn’t stop shivering. Nonstop gusty wind. And I was STARVING. When I got to the tailgate, there only only chili and some other sort of beef/pork entree. I ate a cookie and prayed that the sugar would keep me stable through the game.
It didn’t. I bought a $5 bag of kettle corn, but all it really did was make me thirsty. I got a $4 bottle of water and tried to keep my whistle wet. The dude I was with was nice. I was pretty releived when he didn’t try to hold my hand or anything. I could tell his family was a lot more liberal than the last family I’d “game-day”ed with. They drank plenty of alcohol and talked about “peeing” and Houston Nutt being a nut. It was a good time.
After that, I convinced the dude to take me out for mexican food and I stuffed my face till I was naseuos. The thought of alcohol made me sicker, so I decided not to partake in anything. The thought of cigarette smoke being in my hair was even more nausiating. So instead of going dancing or to Dickson street, we went and found his name on the senior walk (even though he graduated two years ago, he still hadn’t looked at it) and then he took me back to my car.
I love food. This is the spicy crab salad at Meiji.
I watched the movie Serendipity on TV. I’ve been conteplating cancelling my TV but then what would I do on Sundays while I do laundry? Pretty sure that movies like that are made to give people like me an unrealistic perception of romance. These types of movies are also known as “girl porn”. We know we shouldn’t let it effect the way the think about finding love. But we watch it anyway, and wait hopelessly for fate to bring prince charming into our lap.
Off to the gym! I’m hoping some PiYo will give me the strech I need after that intense run.