Day 27: Red Meat Report

DISCLAIMER:
Please excuse general list-y ness and suckiness of this post.  “Mad Men” finale came on as I was writing and I totally and completely lost my mojo for wit and creative expression as it was all being so brilliantly played out before me on the TV, that although I have the technology to record (and it was!), I could not in any way focus on any metaphorical greatness about red meat and life.

I will also say that I burst into some intensely provoked and ultimately cathartic tears at this scene:

Peggy: What if I say no?  You’ll never speak to me again.
Don: No. <long beat> I will spend the rest of my life trying to hire you.

And with that, I am crying again.  ’til tomorrow…

Saturday’s training got off to a late start, but only in my own head.  My time schedule is so down to the  minute during the week that it takes me much of most Saturday mornings to decompress, which basically means not rushing about.  However, this non-rushing actually seems to recompress the time and before I know it, it is 11:30 and I am in my PJ’s fretting about what chores and errands need to get done and I start to go in circles around my tiny casita.

I headed out at around 1PM to go to the running shoe store, as I was in need of new trail runners.  Long story short, they are fuschia!  Got home a little after two, ran three miles with Duke and Rocco, dropped them off at home, then headed up the hill to hit the Blithedale Ridge on the east side of Mt. Tam for some inclines and declines.  I  can reach all the trailheads from my house, so it works quite well for lack of schlep.

All training was finished by 430 and then I found myself rushing again to be in the city by 6.  I stayed fairly well focused, but was feeling loopy from the workout.  The hills kicked my asthma up a smidge, and I was starving.  I made a mental note to bring a Clif Bar with me, but 2/3 of the way down my 52 steps to the carport, I remembered I forgot it and had to run back up to get it.  I don’t think I have ever eaten a protein bar with such speed.  My jaws actually hurt from chewing it with such force in an effort to get the calories into my bloodstream.  As a result, I started choking on the 101.  Had great hair though!

Saturday night was the first of my two red meat meals in 18 hours time.  I ate half of a gorgeous, perfectly prepared, handmade burger down to the shaved housemade pickles and two sides of duckfat fries.  I washed it down with two whisky drinks and a surprise glass of Cabernet.  Ahhhh, finally relaxed and belly full.  And then it hit me: more hills tomorrow.

Shot at the end of the run, back in Tennessee Valley.

I woke up at 6AM to the sounds of poor Duke having a seizure.  It always makes me feel so sad for him, even though he cannot even feel what is happening to him.  I got him medicated, cleaned up and barricaded in the kitchen and was able to catch a few more Z’s.  When I woke up this time I made myself three scrambled eggs with heavy cream (hey, it was in the fridge) and parmesan.  I guess the burger and duck fat fries were just a “fat” appetizer.  The plan for today was to run part of the actual race course to get an idea of the inclines and timing.  I went with a friend and we shuttled one car to each side of the hike.

We finished up, drove back to get the other car, and that’s when I decided: DBL DBL.  Of course, here in Marin, the In N Out does not have an actual drive-thru, which I get, knowing how popular they are and that the traffic would be unbearable around the joint.  So, I hauled my ravenous ass out of the car one more time and since the place was overrun with customers (no matter the time, day, or weather), I got mine to go and had a picnic in the car.

Thank you hills.  You let me eat burgers.


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One thought on “Day 27: Red Meat Report

  1. Leigh-

    First off, how great was that finale? Second, I need a burger right now! I also need your drive and dedication.
    November 9, 2009 at 12:07pm

    Lorraine-

    Thank you for eating whatever you want when you are working out so hard…I say get a triple burger next time you do those hills!
    November 9, 2009 at 8:23pm ·

    Aimee-

    yeah! very nice. maybe i will run some hills with you xoxo
    November 9, 2009 at 9:26pm

    Justine-

    continuing to eat a path of destruction. :-) AR, you are always invited to hit the hills w/me!
    November 9, 2009 at 11:36pm

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