Operation No Carb Left Behind continued yesterday with an open-faced turkey sandwich from Le Pain Quotidien and some pretzels.
I took a half day so I could get a jump on Winter Ball errands, and it was maybe the best idea Ashley’s ever had. The sandwich was a little underwhelming to my taste buds, but that was fine, because we had decided to move our long run to yesterday afternoon and I wanted something easy to digest. While I’m not a morning person, I do prefer to run in the morning so I can get it over with and not have to worry about how each meal I eat before will affect my run.
Ashley came over, and after sitting around chatting for a bit and watching Ellen, we really didn’t want to run, but we forced ourselves out the door and said we could cut the run short if we really wanted to/had to. Having such low expectations really helped, because we were so pleasantly surprised to have a decent run that we just kept going and ended up finishing nine great miles.
Except for this little problem. I can’t stop kicking myself when I run.
After the quickest stretching session ever, we hustled over to Bliss to get our nails did. I didn’t take a single picture because I was just too happy to be pampered after a long run. But trust it was fun, and if you really want to see pics, I’m sure Ashley will put some up.
Afterwards, Bo (her husband) came to meet up with us and we all grabbed dinner at Dos Caminos.
Somehow, Ashley dropped a chip on the candle and nearly burnt the restaurant down. Or, uh, just burned a little chip.
I got the pork tacos.
They were delish, and I scooped some of the leftover guac into the tacos.
Can every Friday be like this?!