The astute among you will already have noticed the link to my food blog is gone, as is the blog itself. It was a two-week experiment, useful insofar as I learned my metabolism is, indeed, boots-up. The good Dr. C duly noted that I eat reasonably healthful foods in reasonable amounts; that's really why I kept the log. I'm glad to not be doing it any longer; I already log my food in CalorieKing, and it was getting kind of cumbersome to copy/paste the data from that log and then format it for the food blog.
I lifted weights yesterday. Three sets, 15 reps, eight pounds, six different moves, plus some bench work and 60 crunches. I think I'm ready to bump the weight up to 10 pounds. No other strenuous activity took place, unless you count knitting.
I had taken a donate-to-charity mitten project with me to work on over the weekend, because mittens are portable and easy. The wife of a couple we know said mittens are hard to find; she and her husband have been looking all over for them. Seems mittens these days are being made as half-mittens with a flap that you can flip back so you can use your fingers. Her husband wants plain, old-fashioned mittens. So now that the charity pair is done, I'm making a pair for him.
Before we left last Friday our neighbor came up the driveway on his four-wheeler to ask how our water was doing. He'd found a leak in our line. Bingo! We had noticed a slight reduction in water pressure, so I called the repair guys and asked to be put on the non-emergency schedule. They should be here today. Since I have to wait for them to either call or show up, I'm stuck not running this morning. Also? If something happens and they don't get the line fixed, I would be stuck not being able to shower. Not showering after a run is not a good look for me.
Meaning I'll have to do my easy three-miler later this afternoon, but probably tomorrow.
I was supposed to do 19 miles last week [also this week]; I ended up with 21.2. I should be able to match or exceed 21 this week, especially if these lovely cool mornings hang around for a while longer. And they should – it is September in the mountains in the Middle of Nowhere, after all.