Last weekend (October 1) Owen asked me to marry him. But he sure had a hard time getting to that question. Because of my running. Friday night he asked if I would go for a walk. I informed him that I was running 7 miles so NO, I didn't have time or energy for walking. I came home to a nice dinner, but needed to stretch before eating. I went to bed early.
The next day he asked if I wanted to go to Portage Bay to get pancakes. I almost said later because I needed an easy 4 before the next day's 10K. But the thought of those carbs pushed the run out of my mind. The fruit bar! The pancakes! The whipped cream! The pancakes! Paaancakes... After I loaded up on the vegan banana pancakes I was one happy little runner. Ready for a walk to the Ballard locks. And ready to answer an important question.
So the key to any runner's heart: pancakes. Pasta might be a good backup plan too.
The next day he asked if I wanted to go to Portage Bay to get pancakes. I almost said later because I needed an easy 4 before the next day's 10K. But the thought of those carbs pushed the run out of my mind. The fruit bar! The pancakes! The whipped cream! The pancakes! Paaancakes... After I loaded up on the vegan banana pancakes I was one happy little runner. Ready for a walk to the Ballard locks. And ready to answer an important question.
So the key to any runner's heart: pancakes. Pasta might be a good backup plan too.