My Cooking and Puking: no relation to each other
Merry Christmas Recovery!! Thank you family and friends for your gifts. The kids had a great Christmas. I'm happy that the "loot" did not require an addition to the house. The toys are getting smaller and more expensive as they get older. I finally got slippers after a two year request. I don't think the kids believed me previous years. The idea that someone would really want slippers was beyond them. Thanks to movie gift cards (which I love), we have seen three movies in one week. CW and I went to a Trans-Siberian Orchestra concert. I'm taking MW to see the Cheetah Girls in two weeks. The tickets to both were Christmas presents.
So the folks and sibs came to my house for Christmas. I liked everyone coming to my house. I have alot of Christmas decor and not a lick of decorations for other holidays so that part worked out well for me. I took some saved vacation days which meant I didn't stress trying to get things ready. The part that sent me to bended knee was the cooking. Does anyone out there understand how intimidating a 7.5 lb pork loin roast can be? Does anyone know how messed up your cooking schedule becomes when the pork loin is finished 90 minutes early and 120 minutes before your guests are suppose to eat? Does anyone know how scary it is when the pork loin is turning black and your mother who is suppose to be there to help you like she was for your brother has not arrived early like she did for your brother? Does anyone know how to make your stuffing muffins that are so easy to cook (per Rachel Ray) stick together and not fall apart?
My Mom said today that she forgot to get some leftovers to take home. I told her no one asked for leftovers so I did not offer since I figured they didn't want to offend me by refusing. She said that was not true. I do know now the following things: pork cooks faster when apple juice is part of the marinade; don't use as much pineapple juice as the receipe calls for in the Apple Taffy Salad; don't use as much chicken broth in the stuffing; and don't bother with dessert because people bring a ton of sweets.
Ok, now for a running update. Sunday is the day I run without walk breaks. Since the groin strain, I've only made it back to 3 miles (down from 4.5 miles). I've had a real struggle with shin splits. I'm finally going to get new running shoes this weekend with my Christmas gift card. Anyhow, the rest of the week I do walk/run combos. The distance is not as important as the total time. I was reading up on Jeff Galloway's Website for tips to increase my distance and ease the leg pain. I've added a 5 minute warm up walk instead of stretching which has made a huge difference. Now my walk/runs are up to 35 minutes when they had dropped to 20-25 minutes. My leg has finally stopped hurting too. Also, on the website, it talks about increasing personal running speed. There is a complicated formula to figure out if a runner is ready to increase their speed. One thing he says is "don't run so fast you need to puke". When I read that I thought "who would do that?". Guess what?
Well, tonight I was finishing my walk/run combo. I had already run 26 minutes and walked 12 when just ahead of me two guys come out of their house and start warming up for what looked to be a run. Now these are the guys in the "frat" house who do not keep their yard, smoke pot (I can smell it when I run pass their yard), and keep five cars parked outside. Needless to say, the HOA is not happy with them. Neither are the neighbors. When I passed them, I was walking for one minute before it was time to run again. I started to run right after passing them. I heard them laugh and start running. Now I'm thinking "That's not right. They have no clue that I've been running for 26 minutes." I picked up my pace but they passed me in a dust of smugness. I kept at it though cause I knew they don't have a healthy lifestyle and I know I have a killer kick in my run. Happily, I can say I passed those frat boys. I haven't maintained my "kick" for that long of a distance though (I couldn't let up until I passed them, right?). When it was over, I went inside and puked. I guess I'm not completely ready for that speed. PS. I think "puking" is a vulgar word. I'm just using it because that is the word Jeff Galloway used on his website. Also, it has a little dramatic flair to it.
Footnote: Did everyone hear about Arnold Swartz....? He broke his femur while skiing with his family. Ok, I'm thinking skiing with anyone even remotely related to a Kennedy... not such a good idea. Also, as I've been typing this, the news is breaking about Gerald Ford. I remember the day my Mom voted for him. I think that was the last time we agreed on a candidate. Of course, I was six. I wanted him to win because he was old and I didn't want his feelings hurt.
So the folks and sibs came to my house for Christmas. I liked everyone coming to my house. I have alot of Christmas decor and not a lick of decorations for other holidays so that part worked out well for me. I took some saved vacation days which meant I didn't stress trying to get things ready. The part that sent me to bended knee was the cooking. Does anyone out there understand how intimidating a 7.5 lb pork loin roast can be? Does anyone know how messed up your cooking schedule becomes when the pork loin is finished 90 minutes early and 120 minutes before your guests are suppose to eat? Does anyone know how scary it is when the pork loin is turning black and your mother who is suppose to be there to help you like she was for your brother has not arrived early like she did for your brother? Does anyone know how to make your stuffing muffins that are so easy to cook (per Rachel Ray) stick together and not fall apart?
My Mom said today that she forgot to get some leftovers to take home. I told her no one asked for leftovers so I did not offer since I figured they didn't want to offend me by refusing. She said that was not true. I do know now the following things: pork cooks faster when apple juice is part of the marinade; don't use as much pineapple juice as the receipe calls for in the Apple Taffy Salad; don't use as much chicken broth in the stuffing; and don't bother with dessert because people bring a ton of sweets.
Ok, now for a running update. Sunday is the day I run without walk breaks. Since the groin strain, I've only made it back to 3 miles (down from 4.5 miles). I've had a real struggle with shin splits. I'm finally going to get new running shoes this weekend with my Christmas gift card. Anyhow, the rest of the week I do walk/run combos. The distance is not as important as the total time. I was reading up on Jeff Galloway's Website for tips to increase my distance and ease the leg pain. I've added a 5 minute warm up walk instead of stretching which has made a huge difference. Now my walk/runs are up to 35 minutes when they had dropped to 20-25 minutes. My leg has finally stopped hurting too. Also, on the website, it talks about increasing personal running speed. There is a complicated formula to figure out if a runner is ready to increase their speed. One thing he says is "don't run so fast you need to puke". When I read that I thought "who would do that?". Guess what?
Well, tonight I was finishing my walk/run combo. I had already run 26 minutes and walked 12 when just ahead of me two guys come out of their house and start warming up for what looked to be a run. Now these are the guys in the "frat" house who do not keep their yard, smoke pot (I can smell it when I run pass their yard), and keep five cars parked outside. Needless to say, the HOA is not happy with them. Neither are the neighbors. When I passed them, I was walking for one minute before it was time to run again. I started to run right after passing them. I heard them laugh and start running. Now I'm thinking "That's not right. They have no clue that I've been running for 26 minutes." I picked up my pace but they passed me in a dust of smugness. I kept at it though cause I knew they don't have a healthy lifestyle and I know I have a killer kick in my run. Happily, I can say I passed those frat boys. I haven't maintained my "kick" for that long of a distance though (I couldn't let up until I passed them, right?). When it was over, I went inside and puked. I guess I'm not completely ready for that speed. PS. I think "puking" is a vulgar word. I'm just using it because that is the word Jeff Galloway used on his website. Also, it has a little dramatic flair to it.
Footnote: Did everyone hear about Arnold Swartz....? He broke his femur while skiing with his family. Ok, I'm thinking skiing with anyone even remotely related to a Kennedy... not such a good idea. Also, as I've been typing this, the news is breaking about Gerald Ford. I remember the day my Mom voted for him. I think that was the last time we agreed on a candidate. Of course, I was six. I wanted him to win because he was old and I didn't want his feelings hurt.
posted by kdwalker at 11:06 PM
1 Comments:
Sorry, I wrote this yesterday and then it (blogger) didn't put it on.
Your Mom voted for Ford?! I was dying laughing at the image of you trying to outrun the frat boys...are you competitive? :) I'm sure your cooking was just fine...my family hated the pie I made so I'm right there with you on hurt feelings and cooking....poo on them.
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