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Friday Favorites: Eating Out Like It’s My Job

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Okay so maybe you can relate to me and maybe you can’t.  I’ll get to the nitty gritty. My parents eat out a lot and so when I’m at home, I eat out a lot.  Since Sunday, I’ve been out to eat every single day and sometimes more than once per day.  Since really I suppose I could make food at home instead of going out with them, but that would imply not going on whatever adventures lead to eat out.   I also tend to eat out with friends a lot to catch up.  That way after dinner I can be like oh uhhh…gotta go.  Instead of making an excuse of why I need to leave when we are other placed.

Kidding of course.

For instance, on Wednesday my parents and I went to the book store then just ate at Boston Market since after an hour in the bookstore we were hungry.  I was nervous-I had never eaten there before but went with possibly the greatest fast food salad I have ever had.

Thursday I also had a date with the famous aDuBs in which we explored Panera (because it’s our fav).  They have a salmon salad now!  Who is responsible for not telling this?  Rude.

Thursday evening, was the day the rents promised we could carb load for my big race tomorrow.  Ie: the 20k.  I carb load two days before yes sir.  I tend to have a lighter meal the night before a race. 

Pasta and gyro meat=heaven.

On the way there though-there was an accident in the tunnel a few cars ahead of me.  So I got stuck in the tunnel.  I’m pretty chlaustrophic so I spent my time reading blogs and taking myspace style photos until it was done…

Sitting in a tunnel. Chilling. They should have an antm shoot in the tunnel...such great yellow light.

I couldn’t even remember where I went on Monday until looking at my trusty iPhone and seeing the sushi/sushami I had for dinner.  It was so good.

and they made it so pretty!

The manager was OBSESSED with my table (boarderline creepy) she kept telling me to tell her when I ate the Octopus.  She also said adding wasabi was the greatest thing ever.  ( already liked wasabi a lot though).

 

It was.

So too make matters short-I eat out a lot and here are my favorite foods of the week.  Ie: the meals I ate out.  Well I’m off to relax until my big 20k race tomorrow.  It’s not so much big, but just big for me.  It has given me something to train for without waiting until March for a decent half marathon. 

Question for you: Does your family eat out a lot? 

Weekend Fun

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I hear that it is like snowing in Northern New York.

On the way to the gym.

Reasons why I love not going to a school in the same state as I go to school.  

I digress.

I suppose you might want to know about my weekend?  Or if you don’t, well I’ll still ramble away because I’m highly fascinating.

Let’s see here as I mentioned in my last blog, Justin came down to visit and run a 50k.  So we drove (by we, I mean me) drove Lorraine down from college to home (a 12 hour drive).

Along the way we got some salmon that was cooked in guiness!  Yeah…we stopped at an Irish Pub while lost in Pennsylvania.  It was like I was destined to get lost there (if you know me I like one and one beer only…take a guess ;) )

I swear I'll stop taking photos with my phone...well uh no I don't.

We stopped along the beach and went for a lovely run (I guess there isn’t those in Upstate New York).  In easy runs sometimes we stop and take photos.  Duh.  Justin wore his garmin and we trucked along at roughly at 8:30 pace.  Not too shabby for stopping and taking photos and wondering a beach.

Wild hair...I don't care. After 11 miles of joy.

Like I said yesterday, Just did really well for his ultra debut.  4:07 in a 50k which is fantastic.  This was a real kick off to his new training so he is super happy.

 

After a year long nap (um..I was more tired from my 18 miles than Justin was from his 31), we went to go look at Christmas lights along VA Beach boardwalk.  You drive along the beach boardwalk with festive lights.  Please enjoy my terrible photos.  True story.

The neverending lights.

antitan camera flash.

Question for you:

  1. 1.       What did you do this weekend?
  2. 2.       Have you ever had friends come visit you from school? 

Fueling on the Road and for Races

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I get a lot of questions of how I fuel myself for races.  I would certainly say it depends on the distance of the race and if it is a travel race or a race close to home. 

Well it all worked out perfectly because I went on a 6 hour travel race to Charlotte, North Carolina over break.   So please enjoy this long wordy rambling post about food.

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It all started on Friday morning at roughly 6:30am.  I woke up and decided to make myself a few peanut flour pancakes before heading off on the road.  Thank goodness I wasn’t driving the entire way by myself.  I wouldn’t go, or I would go and get 1000 speeding tickets because I’m secretly a driver for Nascar.  My dad and brother Matt, were coming along too.

Well if you want to get technical-dad and I were going along with Matt. But anyways-we will get to that when I chat you up about the race in a later post. So thus after peanut flour pancakes, we set off, by we I mean the broski, daddykins, and friend of the broski who was carpooling with us. I haven’t created a good nickname for him but just wait…it will come. My brothers entire high school was carpooling in separate cars and needed a few extra people so they asked me and then Dad wanted to come too (because he doesn’t trust Matt and I driving together…). We stopped at Subway around 10:50 am because they were starving. Or Matt was starving because he always is and never packs anything in the car. It reminded me middle school when we used to eat lunch at 11:00am. I got a subway salad because I like them a lot. taking from my quality phone camera.

After driving another 3 hours and getting to the course at roughly 3pm, we jogged it out twice (because who doesn’t love a good bonus round 5k) and it really flushed out my legs from the previous day of racing.

For dinner, we went to Cracker Barrel.  I do not eat a heavy pasta dinner the night before any race.  I feel worse if I do and it just isn’t my style, so I had fish and a baked potato.  I actually have fish and potatoes before about 99% of my races if possible.  Surprisingly, the rainbow trout was really good.  I had never been to Cracker Barrel before but I loved it!

I figured the potato was the same as any other one so didn't include it in my photography...

Then we did some misc things and went to bed (passed out) pretty early.  We were after all getting up at 5:30am.  And my body hates me to run on anything less than 8 hours of sleep.

I had a Snickers Marathon Bar at 6:00 and 24 ounces of coffee when I awoke.  They are my favorite bar ever and prerace early morning snack.  Every single time.

I won’t give too many details of the race but it went pretty well.  :) I’ll save it for another post. 

I ended up eating hotel breakfast around 10:00 after the race.  They were just closing so I was only really able to snag some oatmeal.  They didn’t have anymore waffle stuff so I was sad for about 10 seconds.  Then I realized I was hella hungry so it didn’t matter.

Yummy oatmeal in a plastic bowl.

After breakfast and a shower, dad and I went back to the course and cheered on lots of people.  It was a great time but we ended up leaving around 2:00pm.  I was so hungry.   

Matt is so obsessed with chickfila.  So that is where we stopped for lunch.  Late lunch.  Linner.  Dunch.   I don’t know.  I got a grilled chicken sandwich and one of their normal sized fruit salads that I forgot to take a photo of.

Then we drove the 6 hours home.  Either way we just snacked all the way home on gold fish and I had 2 24 ounce gas station coffees anyways…

Question for you:

  1. 1.       What are some of your favorite prerace fuels? 
  2. 2.       What do you eat on travel days? 

16 Miles of Doom

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No I did not bike 16 miles.

Wouldn’t that really be doom?

But.

I ran 16.25 miles on Sunday for my long run.  That is a new length distance record for me by 2.5 miles.  Assured-I did it extremely smartly too.  As I could have run Monday because my legs don’t hurt.

Also something I didn’t do.  (I am learning this whole running thing slowly).

I ran today too and felt awesome, but anyways.

Don’t worry, I am just as shocked as you are.  I have no doubt spent countless 2 hour practices of swimming, but never ever in my wildest dreams would I imagine I would spent over 2 hours running on trails, on hills, and on the side of the road like I was running from the police.  Just kidding.  I spent it running with one of my closest friends at school.  The man who taught me that there are more races than 5ks (thank the high heavens).  Who has run most of my half marathons with.  Basically Justin is fantastic.

He runs marathons often.

He jogs marathons often.

He mostly just spends time on the Arctrainer in the gym though.

I would be lying to you if I said Justin probably could knit pick my brain better than 99% of people I know.  I could call him and be like Justin, I don’t want to go out to the bars tonight because I want to jog at 6 am and he would always respond with okay pick you up at 5:55. Similarly, he says Hollie I’m staying at your house over winter break so I can run a 50k race near your house.

Fine with me.  My parents might think I have real life friends.

It’s just how we roll.

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Right then.  So I had to choose the perfect oufit to do my long run in.  By had to choose, I mean I need to choose to do laundry and this was the only one I had left.  I had lovely photos of it, but this one just shows how technology stupid I am.

And yes I wear my hair like that when I run and no it doesn't get in my face (it's too nappy for that).

 

So anyways, we were off to the neighboring town (because I’ve logged way to many miles up in this town for a long run).  By neighboring, it was 10 minutes away.

We had originally decided that we would run for roughly an hour and a half.  I have a weird mental block against running by myself longer.  I don’t know why-but I get super nervous like I’ll drop dead or something if I run for over 1:30 in a training run. We all have mental fears mine is running for long times, birds, and getting so lost that you never make it home.

But we got to life talking and chatting.   And talking…and chatting…and running…and talking…and chatting…and still running.  See where I’m going with this?

It was at 1:31.  I was alive and we kept running.  I took a momentary stop and talked about how cool we were.  Justin is the type of fella that does not stop running.  He doesn’t take stretching breaks, stop light breaks, or you know…nap breaks.  I needed to take this moment to congratulate myself (what..you don’t do that?)

Around 1:50, I began to become cracked out.  Like I had the creepiest smile on my face, I had bulging eyes, I was running through the woods (passerbyers seemed to run further and further on the other side of the trail).  But I finished.

During this time, I thought to myself one day I’ll be capable of running a full marathon.  It made me excited.  I made my goal to conquer the half first (ie: run a sub 1:30) then move on up to train for a full.  I seemed reasonable (in my mind at least).

And I haven’t been this proud of a run in a long time. 

So Justin and I went to my favorite place ever afterwords.  The Balgary!

Where I put down a cookie bigger than my head in all of five minutes (maybe..but I’ll go with 3 minutes).

What...you don't take photos of yourself with hugh jass cookies?

So after my not so pleasent running experience on Saturday, I had the best running experience on Sunday.  Funny how life works like that.  It should stop living my life in my own world…oh wait.

Never.

Enjoy this photo of our last race. I seem to somehow miss the "sexy pose" every single time.

Question for you:

What mental blocks have you gotten over recently?

Spider Monkey Style

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Hello blogging Besties.

Happy Saturday Ya’ll.  It has been a boat ride of the last couple of days.  Yesterday, I was in a car for about 3 or so hours and went for a run…all before 10 am.  Now that I think about it…I should have just stayed there for the day.  Oh well, next time.

Anyways sorry for the lack of Fashion Friday last week, but only one person sent me a photo!  #wahh.

So please.  Stop reading my blog now and send me a photo of you in your real girl (or boy) outfits now.  lolzthatswim@gmail.com

Anyways yesterday, somehow became incredibly busy.  From my driving, to group projects to going shopping to being ided three times to have a stupid pumpkin beer.

Really?  I understand my license is out of state and I understand that I look angry and it doesn’t look like me.  But my military id does.  My student id does.  My credits cards all have my same date of birth.

And I was buying 1 damn pumpkin beer…not a keg.

Enough booze talk.

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Let’s talk food.  Pictures mostly from my phone will help me remember the week.  Somewhat.

Monday I made a pancake bigger than my hand.

Taco Shell Tuesday.  But really-any salad in a taco shell is a good salad to me.

Although any salad with duck is also a good salad.

I also coupled it with a beer.  I might become a drunk at this rate…2 beers in one week.

I believe Wednesday was the day I decided to make red velvet pancakes.  (My ultimate comfort food)

And Thursday I made a French toast waffle (my other ultimate comfort food).

Oh and I was a real girl Thursday too (but only because I woke up and my hair actually looked decent). 

Friday I went to an Asian buffet.  I ate so many long yans (an Asian fruit similar to pears)

And sushi.

And imitation crab. Which I forgot to photograph.  I’m over it.

Afterwards on Friday, Jenna, my house and myself went shopping at the closest mall…45 minutes away.  I thought I had found the cutest long sleeve crop top but when I lifted my arms, there was like a whole layer of fabric underneath.  So confusing and so weird.

Let me flap my wings! I have never seen something so boxy and utterly strange.

They wouldn’t let me buy this…sad day.

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Question for you:

1.       Weirdest fashion style or something you will not wear?

I hate jeggings.