Well, it's been a while. I thought I needed to write a little bit. This blogging thing can clear my head faster than running can. Almost anyway.
I actually ran a 5K this morning. Yeah, a 5K on Thanksgiving morning. It definately made me feel better about eating my weight in spinach & cheese pinwheels. Forget the turkey. Have you ever had one of those? They are extremely delicious. I'll post my super secret recipe that I got off the Pepperidge Farm Pastry Box.
So my wonderful husband and I set out on a chilly, windy morning to run this Great Gobbler Gallop. Now, I've actually run in colder, less hospitable weather. One race I ran this past January it was 10 degrees and bonus! It was at night! Anyway, we weren't the only crazies this morning. There were about 200 other nut jobs ready to run this too. I don't know what time I finished. I walked some of it with my honey. And they had timing chips and no digital clock at the finish and I had forgone using my RunKeeper on my phone. I wanted to be able to chat with the man while we ran. I didn't want to be distracted by the lady that tells me my distance and pace every 5 minutes.
While we didn't finish the race together, we still had a good time. I got a bad case of the "It's freaking cold out here jimmy legs" and wanted to sprint the last mile. Just so I could get out of the cold. So I left the fella behind. I already started the race with a sore throat and didn't want it to get much worse. I wanted to get into the warmth as fast as I could.
It was fun running with the man. He's funny and he's freaking taking me back to Mexico! So I can't wait to run with him on the beach. Running in sand is not as easy as it looks. Talk about a calf killer. I still haven't decided if it's more or less beneficial to run with or without shoes on. It hurts like a son of a beach either way if you don't stretch.
So I will be sure to fill you (my faithful readers, Hi Mom.) on our Mexican adventures. And now as promised here is the spinach & cheese pinwheel recipe. Enjoy!
1 10oz box frozen spinach, thawed
1/2 Cup shredded monterrey jack cheese
1/4 Cup grated parmesean (I use the real mccoy Parmeseano Reggiano. I don't screw around when it comes to cheese. It's a wonderul luxury.)
2-3 Green Onions, chopped and I use both white & green parts
1/8 Tsp Garlic Powder
1 Egg plus 1 Tsp water, whipped together for egg wash
1 Puff Pastry Sheet, thawed
Mix the cheeses, onion, garlic powder together in a small bowl.
Place the puff pastry on a lightly floured surface. Top the sheet with the cheese mixture, leaving a small border. Top the cheese with the spinach.
Roll the puff pastry up, jelly roll style. Brush the top of the roll with the egg wash. I like to refrigerate this for a while, it makes it easier to cut. Cut into 1/4 slices and place them on a lightly greased cookie sheet. Brush them again in the egg wash.
Bake these little wonders at 400 degrees for 15 minutes or until golden brown.
Enjoy and have a Wonderful Thanksgiving!
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
So Now What?
Well, I've completed what I had thought was impossible. I had competed & completed my first half marathon. So yay for me. Well, now what?
I did what any woman would do, I went to Mexico! For the first time in almost 13 years, I left the country without my husband. He was not a big fan of this trip. He says it's because he was worried about my safety, but let's be real. He was mad, crazy jealous! Spitting nails that I was going on an all inclusive, sit on my ass by the crystal clear Gulf of Mexico vacation while he was stuck at home.
I left with one of my best grade school pals and a host of other lovely ladies. The evening we arrived in Playa del Carmen it was raining. Not that it damped any of our spirits. We were in Mexico for crying out loud. 5 days of no kids fighting, no dinners to prepare, no driving back and forth to school or work. It was just what the doctor ordered!
I spent the next four days doing nothing but breathing. It was nice. Weird to only have to take care of myself. I slept in, I ate whatever I wanted (not what the kids wanted), and drank countless margaritas. I would have also ate my weight in guacamole, but this place for some mystical reason didn't have any of the good green stuff. That was my only dissappointment about the trip.
The day we left, I was several shades darker and I felt lighter. When we arrived back at the airport to leave I suddenly felt like time wasn't going fast enough. I suddenly had this overwhelming desire to be home...immediately. I missed my husband and his goofiness. I missed my daughter's brown eyes like my own and I missed my son and I was worried that his dimples had disappeared while I was gone.
I came home refreshed and energized and even more in love with my family. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder and they aren't lying. It's an absolute truth. So with more love in my heart than I thought possible I began to think of what to do next. There was a honest to God triathalon in my most favorite of places that I could attempt. It's the Santa RosaTri-Athalon in Pensacola, Florida. There's also a really, really fun half marathon a little closer to home I'd like to tackle. The Rock N Roll Half Marathon in St. Louis. So next year, my goal is to run this and finish in less than 2 hours.Which is gonna be a challenge since there's a band at every mile and I love music and it's just a general good time. So I'm gonna give that a Go! (there's a pun there, and St. Louis runner's will get it).
I guess what I'm trying to say is, FAMILY is the most important thing. And without them I couldn't do all this silly running and writing. I run to keep myself sane and healthy which in turn keeps them healthy and happy. Everyone wins! But also demands of a home and family (while completely worth it all) are tough and taking time out for yourself is vital.
I've created a motto for myself. "I live for my family and to eat, I run so I can eat, and me getting to eat and run allows me to be a happier person for the people who matter the most to me. My family."
I did what any woman would do, I went to Mexico! For the first time in almost 13 years, I left the country without my husband. He was not a big fan of this trip. He says it's because he was worried about my safety, but let's be real. He was mad, crazy jealous! Spitting nails that I was going on an all inclusive, sit on my ass by the crystal clear Gulf of Mexico vacation while he was stuck at home.
I left with one of my best grade school pals and a host of other lovely ladies. The evening we arrived in Playa del Carmen it was raining. Not that it damped any of our spirits. We were in Mexico for crying out loud. 5 days of no kids fighting, no dinners to prepare, no driving back and forth to school or work. It was just what the doctor ordered!
I spent the next four days doing nothing but breathing. It was nice. Weird to only have to take care of myself. I slept in, I ate whatever I wanted (not what the kids wanted), and drank countless margaritas. I would have also ate my weight in guacamole, but this place for some mystical reason didn't have any of the good green stuff. That was my only dissappointment about the trip.
The day we left, I was several shades darker and I felt lighter. When we arrived back at the airport to leave I suddenly felt like time wasn't going fast enough. I suddenly had this overwhelming desire to be home...immediately. I missed my husband and his goofiness. I missed my daughter's brown eyes like my own and I missed my son and I was worried that his dimples had disappeared while I was gone.
I came home refreshed and energized and even more in love with my family. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder and they aren't lying. It's an absolute truth. So with more love in my heart than I thought possible I began to think of what to do next. There was a honest to God triathalon in my most favorite of places that I could attempt. It's the Santa RosaTri-Athalon in Pensacola, Florida. There's also a really, really fun half marathon a little closer to home I'd like to tackle. The Rock N Roll Half Marathon in St. Louis. So next year, my goal is to run this and finish in less than 2 hours.Which is gonna be a challenge since there's a band at every mile and I love music and it's just a general good time. So I'm gonna give that a Go! (there's a pun there, and St. Louis runner's will get it).
I guess what I'm trying to say is, FAMILY is the most important thing. And without them I couldn't do all this silly running and writing. I run to keep myself sane and healthy which in turn keeps them healthy and happy. Everyone wins! But also demands of a home and family (while completely worth it all) are tough and taking time out for yourself is vital.
I've created a motto for myself. "I live for my family and to eat, I run so I can eat, and me getting to eat and run allows me to be a happier person for the people who matter the most to me. My family."
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