Run Like A Beast

Oh HEY THERE, 1/2 marathon training. I swear I didn't forget about you... it only seems that way...

I took today's 10 miler indoors for a few reasons- A) It's mad humid out, yo. B) I'm ditching my gym membership next month when I go back to school (Brooklyn College's gym is $15/ semester and on campus, where I'll be spending most of my life for the next two years) so I'm getting as much use out of it as I can. C) There is no such thing as an uneventful trip to the Sheepshead Bay Bally's.  (Today was no exception- an old guy ATE IT on the treadmill... fortunately the only thing hurt was his pride...)

I have felt like crap for most of the day. For no reason at all. I slept in. I ate well. I had my coffee... I've just felt light-headed and slightly out of it... I'm surprised I actually got myself to the gym, but once I was there, things sort of took care of themselves... I ended up averaging around a 9 min mile for 10 miles... not terrific, but not terrible!

Wow. This looks a lot more like an overly dramatic Myspace photo than I had originally intended. Don't be fooled by the towel and wet hair- I did NOT just get out of the shower...

Last night, before grocery shopping, Joe called me and said, "I"m hungry. Do you want to get dinner before groceries?" I said, "Sure, but I want it to be relatively healthy." Joe said, "OK. There's a new-ish place near the train station. Let's meet there." And so we did. And much to my chagrin, Joe's idea of healthy is ANY cuisine that's not standard American. I could have argued, but I just went with it. I do looove me some South American food...

 Pupusas, anyone? A favorite of mine, also enjoyed at the Red Hook Soccer Fields... When Joe ordered, they asked how many. He said two, natch. He also ordered two tostadas. For himself. Our table could barely contain our order.

 I got a sope (aka antojito or gordita) with chorizo.

You know your hubbers loves you when he shares his pupusas with you.

I gently reminded Joe that while our dinner was delicious, it was NOT to be counted as healthy. His rebuddle? 

"LOOK AT ALL THAT LETTUCE!"

Sighhh....