me, Tom, Emmy
This morning there was another race. This time it was a 4-miler, up and down a stretch of the Great Highway, by the ocean. (Dolphin South End Runners Club.) My time was 40 minutes and some seconds. Damn, if Emmy didn't come in right behind me.
Oh! I almost left out the most important part. Carbo-loading the night before: Magnificent takeout from Shanghai Dumpling King on Balboa. (Great tip, Mary Ann.) Vegetable & Pork Steamed Dumplings, Green Onion Pancakes, Chicken & Corn Soup, and Braised String Beans. Beer with lime. 2 Halloween ReeseSticks.
3 comments:
You are a regular racing maniac!
Looks like the calorie-restriction diet is a thing of the past! ;-)
an ode for Leenda
some people have dancing feet, some have two left feet.
some people have tippy-toe feet, some have thumping feet.
some people have walking feet, some have running feet.
i know a gal with such feet,
one morn she put sneakers on her feet,
to this day she's been on her feet,
for what purpose others entreat,
i've a need to replete,
she answers with out conceit.
waterfall: You started this racing business.
unpoetic tude: I had to look up "replete." (very full of or sated by food; well-fed, sated, satiated, full, full up; glutted, gorged) Yes! You're right. That word is the key to this racing venture.
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