I’ve realized that as an adult, about the only thing that gets us really excited are food days. We have National Cookie Day, and National Ice Cream Day, National Popcorn Day and National Chocolate Day. You name it, we’ve got it. Well, Adam and I get crazy over the Olympics, and for the opening ceremonies we like to celebrate with a food honoring the host country. For example, we enjoyed fish, potatoes and White Russians for the Sochi Olympics. This year, Adam went all out. He made delicious Spicy Pork and Beef Bulgogi served on Korean noodles accompanied by a variety of rice wines.
Then came Mardi Gras. Most years I make a shrimp étouffée and Adam picks up a King Cake. Well, this year i decided I wanted to try to whip up a King Cake and try a new recipe: Jambalaya. I’m pleased to say the crockpot Jambalaya turned out pretty well, the the King Cake? Not so much. Not only did I forget to pick up the proper sprinkles (only had green), it didn’t rise properly, so the texture was all wrong. Wah wah. Better luck next year, I suppose.
Then came the flu. I think it was the flu. Achy, fever, general malaise. And now it’s a cold. Whatever it was/is, it has put a bit of a damper on my running goals. I was doing quite well staying on track for my 100mile month goal, but last week set me back. I was running 3-4miles most days, but last week I only ran one mile a day while hanging on the treadmill for much of the week. Through the power of DayQuil and fluids (love my NUUN!), I think I can still make it.
In Search of My Running Tribe 