Well, I did not smoke that race this morning, but I finished it. It was really weird — I didn’t hurt, I was breathing alright and my feet felt good; I just had no power behind it at all. I probably wasn’t ready yet, but at least I got that first post-sick run out of the way.
Here’s how I fueled up yesterday. For breakfast, granola barf. Yogurt, almond butter, fruit and granola.
Then for dinner I had a hankering for quesadillas: (not as good as Kelly’s looked, but they were pretty good on short notice with no food in the fridge!): green chile, salsa, chicken, and shredded chipotle pepper cheese. We have a quesadilla maker we got as a wedding gift and it kicks ass…Oh, and no quesadilla is complete without casa de Maria’s home made guacamole…
Then, this morning (after sleeping in a little late) I made another bowl of GB for the road, threw all my gear in the car and headed out with some heavy metal cranked to get me all riled up!
So, I was definitely in the zone this morning, but someone forgot to tell my legs! Oh well. Next run coming up is possibly a 10k March 6 that I haven’t signed up for yet, and the Shamrock 4 Miler March 13.
Tonight is going to be a lazy night — I’m thinkin’ pasta with a bottle of Mondavi Pinot Noir (didn’t I tell you I’d be boozing it up again in no time?). The hubby is also finally on the road to recovery, you’ll be glad to know.
Have a great Saturday – peace!