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September 26, 2007
14, 13, 12 to go
Over the last three days of 'healthy eating' I have come to a realization. My diet mainly consisted of carbs and veggies, for two reasons, I like'm and there easy. Planning, buying, preparing, packaging and eating all this new protein rich food is a lot of work.
I have always felt in my heart of hearts I was meant for bigger and better things than you average people. I just know I was destined to be rich. I wasn't born into it. I don't see me inheriting it. I never buy lottery tickets. So that only leaves one way. The old fashioned way. I am going to have to marry it. I need to find me a rich man. Rich enough to employ a personal chef just for his little wifeyekins.
Yesterday ...
Breakfast,
egg white omelete (which tastes much better ordered in a restaurant and prepared by a professional)
Lunch,
Ground turkey with salsa in a tortilla, spinach salad with pumpkin seeds, dried cranberries and cashews.
Dinner,
Turkey burger
Last night we were scheduled to do 7 x 1 mile with 2.30 min rest.
After the first one, my knee and IT band were really sore. Half way through the second my IT band started to get worse. I slowed down and finished the third and stopped. When I got home I iced, and stretched my IT band. This morning it was feeling better. So I did a super slow run today. I walked the first 5 minutes to warm up and walked for about the same at the end.
Posted by Ali at September 26, 2007 9:52 PM
Comments
The countdown continues. Glad you are icing and not being too hard on your body. You can do it!!
Great job with the diet :)
Posted by: Nancy at September 26, 2007 10:52 PM
good luck on that marrying thing. My wife had the same ideal. hey, but it could work for you.
Posted by: Pat at September 27, 2007 1:51 AM
If you find this rich guy could you send his brother my way ;) I could train to qualify for Boston if I didn't have to work and I could lose about 10 pounds.
Keep icing!
Posted by: Michelle at September 27, 2007 7:17 AM
Everything ordered in a restaurant and prepared by a professional tastes better. Even salads.
If you marry a rich guy and get a chef, can I come live with you?
Posted by: bridget at September 27, 2007 9:11 AM
how about you marry a rich chef and he could personalize menus for the rest of RBF folks?
Posted by: deene at September 27, 2007 10:54 AM
I lucked out with a guy who cooks, but he sure doesn't cook healthy (hence the nice 10 lbs I put on since we met).
Having IT band issues, too. My marathon is 16 days away and i've been a lazy bum since my last long run. I'm using "healing" as my excuse. It works.
Good luck.
Posted by: P.O.M. at September 27, 2007 1:52 PM
I want a chef too, but until then I'm learning to love frozen veggies. I also buy a mix from the salad bar and then i toss the mushrooms and what not in with my eggs...it got me started. And well fruits are prepackaged...so it's doable, but boy do you have to think about it.
Posted by: Amanda at September 27, 2007 7:45 PM
Y'know my aunt tells the story of how she married my uncle Rich(ard).
Walking around a bar one night, she went up to him and asked, "are you rich?"
Of course, he answered, "Why Yes."
End of story.
Posted by: Tea at September 27, 2007 8:27 PM
Be careful with that IT band! That's what laid me out for a year and a half recently. Stretch, ice, stretch, ice, rinse, lather and repeat!
Hang in there.. so near yet so far!
Posted by: Dave at September 28, 2007 7:33 AM