I’ve been increasing my mileage for marathon training (finally) and one of the habits I’ve been trying to pick up is eating before a morning run. I’m usually an empty-stomach-maybe-some-coffee runner, so it’s been challenging to find something I enjoy eating beforehand. Which, by the way, is the only time you’ll EVER hear me say the words ‘I’m having a hard time eating more food.’
You all might have noticed a…trend, shall we say, in my recipes. Can you even call it a trend when all you want to eat 24/7 is variations of the same meal? I feel like there are more accurate terms here, like obsession or craze or infatuation or having a bee in one’s bonnet (okay, I admit to using a thesaurus for that last one but I love it so it stays). Continue reading
Last year I blinked and managed to miss all of fresh fig season, apparently. For a gal who had never tasted a fig until 3 years ago but is now a full fig convert, that was a brutal discovery. After that betrayal I’ve been on a dried fruit odyssey of sorts so that I’m not at the mercy of a teeny tiny seasonal window for my favorites. Continue reading
Alright, let’s be real honest here. What I’m talking about is good old-fashioned, granny-come-lately, eat-it-for-your-digestion prunes. I was having a conversation with my future mother-in-law about how we had heard so many jokes about prunes as kids that we hadn’t even tried them until we were adults. I feel LIED TO. Plums are the most delicious food and taking some water out cannot change that immutable fact. Continue reading
I am insanely schedule-driven. I love my calendars and my annotated lists and spreadsheets and just in general filling up my time productively. I know that internal motivation is where it’s at in the psychology research these days, but hot damn if I don’t get a real thrill out of crossing off to-dos one by one.
Hello and welcome to the day one recap of our epic backpacking saga! If you missed my first post on prepping for our trip, my good friend Julianne & I set off this last weekend on an adventure to push our limits and really explore the beauty of Oregon. Many of these photos are courtesy of her far more artistic eye.
The first day we set out early, which was an excellent idea given the miles we had in front of us, and we knew that we were ‘front-loading’ with our hardest day first. The pros: we had the most energy and mental fortitude; the cons: our packs were at their heaviest and we were still figuring out the best way to distribute the weight on our hips and shoulders. Continue reading
I debated with myself the past few days how much I wanted to post on my blog about the surgery I’m currently recovering from. Continue reading