One of the seemingly inevitable but always surprising mental exercises of long runs for me surrounds food. Specifically, planning out just what I want to eat when I get done. I really annoyed buddy Darrell, I recall, around mile 21 of the Memphis Marathon a few years ago when I started planning lunch destinations. Given today's run was 4 1/2 hours long and my stomach started sending queries to my brain around an hour into it, I had plenty of time to settle both the food and delivery.
Today, it had to be pancakes. And a big stack. At a local diner called Route 66.
Here they are. This place has a great recipe and did not disappoint.
The run??
This was the last really long run ahead of the KalHaven 33.5 mile trail race in 3 weeks. I needed it to go OK. The weather didn't help...after the wicked band of weather which hit the Midwest on Wednesday and Thursday, a blast of cold air came in. So I was out in 33F temps with a stiff 20mph wind out of the west and light snow flurries for the entire run. Yuck. Some long runs are pure joy; some you do just because you need to get it done. Today was the latter.
But get it done we did...and a big plate of fluffy pancakes was a suitable reward.
Persevere.
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1 comment:
very nice. I decided to visit Waffle House after my cold and windy 10 miles yesterday. Of course, I dedicated my Fiesta omelet to you :-)
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