Mish Mash

Before today's post, I just have to get this off of my chest. It annoys me when people on cooking shows take a bite of the food they just prepared and look as though they're having a foodgasm. Annoying. I mean, YOU made the food, doesn't it stand to reason that you'd like it? Duh.

And a second rant, I can't stand Giada De Laurentis. In this Food Network commercial, her two favorite foods are two of her recipes. That smacks of pompousness.

Back to your regularly scheduled programming: I finished my run for today, and it was lovely. Well, ok, maybe not lovely, but it was better than yesterday, except I went slightly further up yet another hill. I was determined that I wasn't going to walk up the hill that's at the very end of my run (hereafter known as Heinous Hill), and I didn't. I kept telling myself, "You're a runner darn it, a hill is not going to beat you"! It's about 1/3 of a mile, 90 feet up. If you wonder how I know that, check out mapmyrun.com, and add the elevation (bottom left). Very cool.

It's only slightly ironic that I thought that, since when I was in labor with the Look Alike, I kept telling myself, "A contraction is not going to beat me". I'll be honest though, About half way up I kept repeating "Jesus, Jesus". Not in a blaspheming way, of course. In a "holy crap, I'm not sure I'll make this" thing. I'd LOVE to know what the people who live on Heinous Hill thought.

So I have survived day two. Tomorrow I don't run, that's for Saturday. Which is good, because tomorrow is my 6-week port-partum visit. Bring on the scale, people!