Tags: banana, Bars, Carrot, Oatmeal, Running, Smoothie, Socca
Something gross happened whilst I was running today – I swallowed a bug! Ok, nothing that unusual there..but it’s really erksome when you can actually TASTE the bug, as it gets stuck in your throat and sets up camp there. In case you’re wondering what bugs taste like – they taste nutty. Very much like peanut butter, actually.
(source) If you don’t like the above bloke, how about a cat instead?
Now, it COULD have been lingering real peanut butter taste, from the peanut butter finger I had before I left – but come on, you’ve seen the results from my OIAJs – no PB trace escapes me for long!
Howz about that run though jah? Welll….not so good. I did 4miles in 34.30 ish, which was fine, but the pain is still there. Over the weekend on my 3miler, I’d have given it a 5/10 on the Freya Pain Scale (anything 5+, and I have to keep walking), but today – like the last run – was a 4 or so. It’s the kinda pain where it’s there, it’s bugging you no end and stops the run being enjoyable, but at the same, it doesn’t feel like I need to stop. I DID stop, at each mile to stretch, but it only helped briefly. I just can’t work it out – sometimes there’s a bit of pain in my shin, sometimes in my calf, all mainly in the left leg. It’s hard to know WHAT the pain is, because I know that sometimes, running does hurt. That’s just running! The same as strength training hurts (‘feeeel the buuuurrrrrnnn!!’) but I don’t think this pain is normal.
Now – don’t go hatin’ on me here for having a little moan quickly, cos I’ve been proud of how well I’ve coped with the whole injury thing. But arghggh, it’s really, really starting to get me down! FOUR months, I’ve been injured! And I even had a glimpse of being healed a few weeks back (that only lasted 1.5weeks), when I had that incredible 7miler. I know there are more important things in life to worry about, but running is something that I feel defines me, it’s something I adore and am passionate about, and I have goals which I desperately want to achieve. With each day that goes by and I’m still injured, I can feel the marathon and half marathon (both in October) slipping away. I can also feel the debt collectors revving their engines, as my poor bank account gets bled dry by trips to the physio….!!
The worst part of it? That I just do not know WHY this is still going on. I’m stretching like a mad woman, I’m doing my own version of foam rolling (with a tennis ball!), I’m doing my calf strength exercises, I’m watching my technique, I’m eating my iron and my protein and my carbs, I’m strength training as best I can, I’m drinking more (I’ve even given up my Diet Pepsi habit so I HAVE to drink water!), I’m getting sports physio. Why why why!!??? It can’t be stress related (exams are approaching and I AM stressed) cos I was running strongly this time last year.
I’m just so, so very fed up and annoyed and upset.
Maybe if I keep drinking Green Monsters daily, the pain will go!? Put yo’ shades on for this picture!
OK – rant over! Onwards and upwards!
Post-run, I was looking for something delicious and comforting, to dull the pain from my blackened spirt (<—most melodramatic phrase ever there!! HA!). I’ve been seeing the dough-boy smoothie on Kath’s blog a few times recently, and thought ‘errr WOWZER’ on each occasion! Of course, I always forget to make overnight oats, so I never get around to it. Theeen yesterday, I saw Katie post her carrot cake in a bowl recipe, and ideas linked in my head, cogs turned, and two became one…..
Carrot, banana, maple syrup (and a boatlaod of other spices). Blend blend blend.
Fresh figs – if you haven’t had one before, sort it out! Fresh figs are awesome when they’re really ripe – so sweet and juicy! I got a pack of about 8 for £1.20 from a greengrocers, which is crazy cheap and abnormal – but they are worth investing in! <—words of wisdom for the day.
It was actually a bit sickly for me – I have no idea why! In theory, it shoulda been awesome, but I don’t know..maybe my tastebuds were wacked out!? Of course, I finished it, cos I ALWAYS finish what’s on my plate :p but I did feel a little gross after! Ah well. You can’t #win on every meal right?
The dough carrot smoothie thing did hold me over well though, and come lunch time, there was no appetite! I decided to try and work one up by doing some abs work – which worked, cos I kept thinking about lunch, and all of a sudden, SOCCA entered my head! Closely followed by a mild desire for food! I grabbed it my 2 horns and ran with the urge. Enter- World’s Most Random Lunch:
A mix of gram flour, baking powder and chestnut flour. I’ve finnnnally worked out what chestnut flour reminds me of – bacon! It smells all smoky, and it’s kinda like what it smells like when my sister has bacon. Except, in a good, nice, vegan way…! Anyway – the chestnut flour gave the socca THE most amazing taste! Bliiiiss.
See, in my abs-daydreams, I’d only got as far as socca. But socca alone wasn’t really enough protein..so I added in a half serving of peanut flour.
But still, I kept thinking it wasn’t quite enough..so along came a lorra veggies – aubergine, parsnip, celeriac:
Note my talented carving skills. I bet the world is sighing with relief that I’m not a butcher right now.
Socca and veg and peanut flour? One needs more. But what to have!? Bar stash to the rescue!
Use-by – 21st March
I had half of that on the side too:
I was very unsure of that bar when I looked at the packet – crispy rice things generally aren’t my thing cos they remind me of eating air – but it was high in protein, so I thought I’d give it a go. It surpassed my expectations and was actually really tasty! Incredible! And now I have the other half to look forward to for a snack
30 Day Challenge timeeee!
Day Three: Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Bah – I hate drugs! I’ve never ever done drugs in my entire life, and never will. My mum is actually a drugs therapist – she works for a well known charity, which treats people for drug addiction. The stuff she deals with is horrific – Does anyone in England remembers the prostitute murders a few years ago? Where 5 or 6 women were killed in a really short space of time? My mum knew some of those women, because they’d come in for help, and a lot of the women she treated afterwards had been friends with the victims. The effect drugs can have on people is so, so sad. I could never touch them.
Alcohol – I used to drink when I was a teenager (it’s legal here from aged 18+, and earlier if you’re in your own house), at parties and stuff – but I really did it to fit in. I was 15 or so, and totally lost in the world. All the ‘cool kids’ drank, so I did too. I also found that when I drank, I became confident and overcame my crippling shyness. I’ve since stopped drinking completely – I don’t actually enjoy the taste or smell of alcohol, and looking back, I was an embarrassment when drunk. I once passed out in a bathroom at a party, slumped over a toilet seat aged 16. Not my finest hour. I’ve also realised how bad alcohol is for me, physically! I’m not saying alcohol is bad (heck, isn’t red wine meant to be good for you!?) but I personally don’t like what it does to my body, so I avoid it. Just my view
What are your views on drugs and alcohol?