|Every time I get a chance to run here, I feel so very alive and blessed.|
This week's Crissy Filed ParkRun crowd. Such a great community event,
and a comforting way to start the morning of a family memorial service.
|The Niece and Nephew *LOVE* Guito.|
|Check out that handsome man and his sub 9 min/mile PR!|
Yet another entrant in the series titled:
"Awkward Finishing Photos in Front of Gorgeous Views"
Finally, a decent run in my log that has a single digit minute per mile time. Sure it's only 9:55/mile, but progress is progress and I'll take it.
|Thursday's roasted butternut squash and potatoes in prep for gnocchi.|
|Gnocchi dough, all peeled roasted starches kneeded with an egg and flour.|
Sunday's recovery run was a non-starter. I've been nursing a tight glute/hamstring insertion for a couple of weeks and Saturday's race followed by lots of car-sitting meant that the planned long slow run turned into 1 mile of run-walking and lots of rolling and stretching before cooking E's birthday dinner. I hadn't made gnocchi in years. But it was his request, so that's what I was doing.
|First layer of gnocchi for the fridge, 3+ layers later at 1 AM, I called it.|
My aunt's memorial service was full of tales of her feeding and otherwise nourishing people, and it felt very right to feed E's friends to celebrate his birthday after we celebrated her life.
|Pork, Veal, Beef Bolognese cooked down for 3+ hours.|
So, in honor of my aunt (and my uncle and cousins and all of us who lost her), I'm going to take that one to heart and try to remember it whenever I have a day where I don't do as well as I could (every day?). In my relationships. In my mental and physical health. In running. In everything.
Onward. To walking and stretching and rolling today and hopefully running better tomorrow.