I must go to bed. Tomorrow is my half-marathon and I am far too tired. Thank goodness I do not expect to “win” or break any records, ‘cuzza I’ll be lucky just to make it upstairs to bed tonight. The weekend is half-way through and I am just taking it hour by wonderful hour. Seriously. This week and week-end has been full of great things, but full. Not the best strategy when preparing to participate in an endurance event.
But rest assured, I worked hard on my pre-race fuel-up today. For my first breakfast, I ate a banana and a croissant baked with cheese and ham. My hands were shaking, so I knew something was wrong, and I needed to take action. Perhaps it was from the half-a-chocolate bunny (solid & dark) I ate at midnight…
I washed down my first course with a vanilla, caramel latte.
For my second breakfast I had eggs, peanut butter and jelly on toast, and strawberries. For lunch I filled my belly with baby shower food. I had 4 crostini with tapenade… 3 prosciutto-thingies wrapped in puffy pastry, 2 helpings of tortellini salad (served on a bed of fresh mozzerella!), 1 pinky-sized carrot (dipped), two broccoli-thingies (dipped), a couple of strawberries, a little pineapple, 2 glasses of sugary party-juice (a tasty mix of Sprite, cranberry juice and lemonade)… 2 handfulls of Trader Joes peanut butter cups, half a cuppa coffee with sugar and cream, and about 4 Ghirardelli chocolate/raspberry chocolate candy heaven squares.
Then… I ate 2 chocolate cupcakes with chocolate chips in them - each frosted generously with buttercream frosting (I believe the clouds in heaven are made of buttercream frosting)… I drank water on the 3 hour drive home… When I arrived home I sizzled up 2 eggs that I topped with cheese and salsa… then made it all cozy in a white flour tortilla.
And THAT, my friends is how I carbo loaded the day before my 13.1 mile run.
I know, you wonder if I will be able to meet my hopeful goal of finishing in under 2 hours. Nu-uh. Nay. Negatron. Nopedy-dopety. Now, my big goal is to burn off the cupcakes and chocolate bunny… My biggest concern is I hope I don’t get my big post-run stomach ache because Lucy’s preschool’s end-of-year party is after the race. I know there will be cookies and chips and dip… prolly brownies too… and if my belly hurts - I won’t feel like eating more party food… and hellooo???… what fun is that???
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