Run rehab Thursday

I (re)started Camp Gladiator bootcamp on Wednesday at 5:45 a.m. I hadn’t been to a bootcamp since before the holidays when Elise and Maly had pneumonia and Mara and I also had our little bouts with illness. And then the holidays happened. And then the Jeep had some issues. So it’s been the better part of two months since I’d been to CG.

My plan was to return and take it easy. That didn’t really happen because invariably there’s a competitive/partner component. For example, we partnered up with another person and, while one person is running sprints, the other is holding a plank or performing mountain climbers. So you don’t want to leave your partner there suffering.

While I wasn’t very sore, I could still tell that I’d worked out yesterday when the alarm went off at 4:44 this morning.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays I take Mara to school, so those are usually my shorter run days. I was out the door by 5:45 and headed out on a 4-something-mile route.

I kind of wanted to listen to some music, which I rarely do these days, but my Mighty wasn’t charged. I couldn’t tell you the last time I ran with a phone, but I looked at my phone and decided I wanted to listen to my friend Christian’s podcast this morning. So I took my phone, turned on the podcast and hit the road.

I went out and threw any notion of pace up into the air. I just took in the cool, misty air and just headed out. I ran exactly how I felt… I little sore, but happy and blessed to be out and have the streets pretty much to myself. I zoned out, listened to my podcast, took in the sights and just dug in.

It was a good run. I like to think that there are many more around the corner.

Day 4 of the plant-based diet

Breakfast: Apple and some mixed nuts
Lunch: Trader Joe’s Vegan Tikka Masala and tofu spring rolls
Dinner: Potato street tacos with roasted poblanos, onions, garlic, avocado, jalapeno salsa & cilantro & avocado dressing on corn tortillas

Day 3 of the plant-based diet

Kiwi for breakfast. Ran a 5k during lunch for Taco Tuesday and requested avocado tacos with no dairy. I turned down the gender-reveal cake because it contained butter. Had a handful of almonds when I got home from work.

For dinner we had lentil loaf. Elise made it, so I’m not 100% sure what it had in it. I think she said it was lentils, oatmeal, rice, mushrooms, tomatoes, onions. It was surprisingly “meaty.” I’m learning that I can easily doctor things up with a little sriracha.

A couple of cheats – I’ve been putting a little bit of creamer in my coffee and I had a piece of my birthday cake after dinner last night. I decided on the piece of cake because 1) I didn’t have a piece of cake on my birthday (I had a bite of Elise’s) and 2) I was taking one for the team. If there’s cake in the fridge, the daughters will eat it all.

The good news: the cake was actually kind of gross. I think it was more of a mental thing because I’d been really conscious of what I’d been putting in my body all day, and was pretty proud of it. The other good news is I really don’t miss meat. Even when I’m a full-on carnivore, I’ll often opt for a vegetarian (or maybe even vegan) meal. I like vegetables and plant-based proteins, so I don’t feel like I’m punishing myself here.

I didn’t take a photo of the lentil loaf because, well, it looks like a lentil loaf.

Day 2 of the plant-based diet

Elise made some kind of dry oatmeal mixture last week and told me how to cook it. I totally didn’t pay attention, and decided I wanted to try that oatmeal this morning. It has oatmeal in it, and then some other kinds of nuts and grains. I did the 2:1 oatmeal to water ratio and nuked it for a minute like I usually do for regular oatmeal, but it didn’t cook and thicken up like regular instant oatmeal, so I had a kind of nutty oat soup for breakfast with an orange.

For lunch a few of us went to Whole Foods. I really wasn’t in the mood for a burger, but decided to get a plant-based burger because, well, I’m on a plant-based diet. I got the Beyond Burger with vegan mayo and mustard. It came with lettuce, pickles and tomatoes. I also ordered a side of sunflower oil tater tots. The Beyond Meat patties are really good (I’ve made them before for the family when we weren’t on a plant-based diet), and it’s just as filling as a burger. Like I said, I wasn’t really that hungry to warrant a burger, so I’m still stuffed from lunch.

For dinner tonight we had millet and brown rice ramen with miso broth, mushrooms, bok choy and tofu. I love ramen, tofu, mushrooms and bok choy. Again, I think the recipes from the book “The Plant-Based Solution” are bland, so by adding a few squirts of liquid aminos, sriracha and some crushed red pepper the ramen turned out our really, really good.

43

I’m not a resolutions guy, but I told myself that I wanted to start writing more. Let’s consider this a wholehearted attempt. I think Facebook has just made it too easy to post life updates. Facebook is also a dangerous place to get stuck in mindless scrolling and consuming. It’s sad when I want to go back and see what we were doing on or around a date in a certain year and it’s not here. It might be on Facebook.

Anyway, I celebrated my 43rd birthday on Saturday. I don’t really get excited about my own birthdays anymore. You get older and every day is just another day. And I don’t really like being the center of attention. I’m always tempted to change my birthdate on Facebook to spare the “happy birthday” posts on my wall. I never do though. I secretly appreciate the thoughts, although I’m admittedly bad about posting happy birthday on others’ walls. I think I don’t tell them happy birthday because I don’t want them to tell me happy birthday. I think I’m just weird like that.

My birthday was relatively uneventful by design. I went for a 5-mile run with my neighborhood run club. Nobody knew it was my birthday and I didn’t tell anyone. It was a beautiful and crisp morning. Then I drove home and we pretty much did nothing for the rest of the day. Elise had a bunch of work that she needed to do, so she was glued to the computer for most of the day. I finished reading David Goggins’s “Can’t Hurt Me” while laying on the couch.

At 4 o’clock we decided it was time to get out of the house, so we went to Costco to pick up some photos that Elise had sent to get printed. Then we ran over to Office Depot so Elise could get some other things printed. I didn’t want to make a big to do or pay a bunch of money or contend with crowds for dinner, so we went to Slab Barbecue for brisket sandwiches. We came back home after dinner, the girls sang happy birthday to me, I blew out candles on the chocolate cake they’d gotten for me, and then we played Apples to Apples for a good two hours while I curated and played hit 80’s and 90’s rock songs on Spotify. This was spurred by the fact that Eddie Van Halen and I share the same birthday.

We put the girls to sleep late, Elise and I watched the news and another barely chuckle-worthy episode of Saturday Night Live, and then went to bed.

The older you get, the faster the years go by. Our firstborn is going to be a teenager in less than three months. Every picture I see of myself, I see more lines and gray. But that’s okay. I’m fine with that. I hope the running helps keep me healthy and feeling young. We also started a 21-day plant-based diet on Sunday.

I’m totally okay with this life and being 43. Life is good. I have plenty to laugh at, and I like to try to make other people laugh so they’ll like their lives a little bit more, and realize that life doesn’t really need to be that serious.

Day 1 of the plant-based diet

Maly and her BFF decided they were going to go on a liveit. Not a diet, because diet has the word “die” in it. So Maly checked out Dr. Khan’s “The Plant-Based Solution.” Well, her “liveit” didn’t really take hold, so Elise started reading the book and decided that we’d try the 21-days of plant-based meals. We waited until after we did a little barbecue indulging for my birthday, and then started the diet late on Sunday.

I went on a run with my run club on Sunday morning and we had breakfast tacos afterward. I opted for the migas taco as I was being mindful of any processed meats. I know eggs and cheese aren’t plant-based, but I was still starting the day with making a healthier decision. I could’ve easily gone with bacon and/or chorrizo.

For lunch I had pita chips, hummus and olive tapenade. And then for a later lunch I had a small bowl of potato soup. For dinner I cooked the 3-bean chili recipe from the aforementioned book. Just from reading the recipe I could tell it was going to be very bland, so I sweated the onions and carrots in olive oil (versus the called-for water), I added TEN times the amount of chile powder that was called for, three times the cumin, a lot more garlic, and I added smoked paprika and salsa. Oh yeah, and this recipe called for no salt and pepper, so I obviously added that. They say if you change or add three ingredients you can call a recipe your own.

And the chili was actually really good. None of us felt like we were missing anything with the absence of meat, and we were all sufficiently full afterward.

So far so good.

Creamy garlic soup (immunobooster)

The girls are sick. Doctor told us to eat a bunch of garlic. Soup. Garlic. Sick people. Good.

  • 4 bulbs roasted garlic
  • 2 tablespoons unsalted butter
  • 1 large or medium yellow onion
  • ~Teaspoon dried thyme
  • ~Teaspoon dried basil
  • ~Tablespoon dried oregano
  • ~Tablespoon dried tarragon
  • 3 cups chicken or vegetable stock
  • 1 cup (8 oz) heavy whipping cream
  • Kosher (coarse) salt and freshly ground pepper
  1. Roast the garlic bulbs. Don’t know how to roast garlic? Look it up. I did 400ยบ for ~30 minutes.
  2. Chop the onion.
  3. Saute the onion with the butter in a pot for 5 minutes.
  4. Add the herbs to the pot.
  5. Add the garlic to the pot.
  6. Add the chicken stock to the pot.
  7. Salt & pepper to taste.
  8. Let simmer for 15 minutes.
  9. Immersion blender the stuff in the pot until smooth.
  10. Add the heavy cream.
  11. Bring back to a simmer for some minutes.
  12. Stir.
  13. Eat.

The first leg of the Capital to Coast Relay


The very first leg of the Capital to Coast Relay is my favorite. It’s my favorite leg for many reasons. When my friend Harry recruited me to run this race 4 years ago, he assigned me runner #1 (legs 1, 13 and 25). It’s also the longest leg of the race at 8.95 miles. It’s also one of, if not the hardest legs of the course because we have to contend with downtown traffic and obstacles since this isn’t a normal race where there would ordinarily be street closures and police support. If you’re brave, fast and stupid enough, you can run through traffic at a red light. You also have to fight the long uphill on Congress Avenue. And it’s the most competitive leg because all of the runners are starting together. And the main reason it’s my favorite leg is that it gives me the chance to set the tone for the team.

When the announcer called us up to the starting line, I stood there for a fleeting moment and was considering letting the other teams line up and I’d just “settle in somewhere.” As fast as that thought came into my head, the better thought surfaced: “No. I’m going to line up at the very front and kick the hell out of this.” It was instant commitment. I had zero reasons to second guess myself. I knew I could do it and I wanted it. And what was most motivating was knowing that I had a team behind me that would push and fight like hell to maintain the lead time that I gave us.

When the announcer counted down and sent us on our way I took the lead when we got out of the park. I had no idea where we were going, so I turned and asked, “Does anyone know where the hell we’re going?!” Everyone laughed and said, “No, we’re following you!” Thankfully a guy pulled up the leg route on his phone and guided us through the first two turns. I remembered the rest of the route after that. After the first couple miles on Trinity, the 10 or so of us had settled into our respective paces. Three of us were at the front and had a significant lead on the rest of the pack.

We hit a red light at MLK Blvd. and my two competitors darted out between cars and kept the pace going north on Trinity to the UT campus. I got stuck at the light for what felt like an eternity and I could hear the other teams coming up behind me quickly. When the coast was clear and the light changed to green, I bolted to catch up with the two leaders. I was frustrated with the situation, but I didn’t let it get me down. I ran fast and was able to catch the first two guys in relatively short order. I decided to settle in right behind them and draft a little while. I made sure they knew I was directly behind them and I pushed them.

We made the turnaround at the campus and started back south on the downhill. That’s when I decided I was going to start making them work. I took the lead again and decided I was going to hold it for the rest of the leg. I took a deep breath, thanked the air for being 55-degrees, and I sped up. I heard them having to work behind me, so I kept making them work until I just couldn’t hear them anymore.

And I never looked back. And there was no one in sight behind me after I reached the exchange and Shawn started running the second leg of the race.

We charged on, day and night. In the afternoon we started passing people from the 4 a.m. wave and we just kept truckin’.

While it’s not official yet, I think we came in 5th place overall. 4th if the race determines that one of the teams cheated. The four teams that beat us were elites. Our team’s not elite. We’re just a bunch of Coast Busters.

Seventeen years plus a day of marriage

Today marks the first day of Fall. Elise and I celebrated our 17th wedding anniversary last night. We stayed up too late and we ate things that our 40-something-year-old bodies just don’t agree with these days. Namely fried pickles and buffalo wings. We went to bed after midnight. We can barely pull that off on New Year’s Eve. We slept in until almost 9 a.m.

A slow start to the morning. We had scrambled eggs with spinach and toast. I wanted to go for a run so I could hit 30+ miles this week. Around 11 a.m. I felt human enough to go for a run. I asked Elise if she wanted to go for a 5-mile bike ride. She thought I was inviting her to go ride bikes. I cleared the confusion by telling her I was going to run. She could ride a bike. She agreed.

So we set out and we talked and ran and rode. It was a lot of fun. We headed east on Slaughter, north on Beckett, right on Convict Hill and checked out the progress on the Will Hampton Library. Not much progress there other than the early stages of gutting it. Then we hit the trails behind the library that connect to Dick Nichol’s park. Then we crossed Beckett again to go onto the Latta Branch greenbelt.

We meandered through puddles and the suburban streets. Just Elise and me. Talking about everything and nothing. It was a lot of fun. I love running with my wife. Even if she’s on a bike. Makes the miles just go by.

Labor Day weekend

It started on Friday while I was at work. The Ultra Trail du Mont Blanc (UTMB) started at 11 a.m. CST. I started watching the livestream coverage from my computer at 10 a.m. I did some work, then a bunch of us from the office walked to Super Burrito for tacos. We came back to the office, ate lunch together, and then I wrapped things up and headed home at 12:30. When I got home, Elise and I hung out, and I continued my livestream watching of UTMB.

The girls got home from school and then we drove out to Don and Gigiโ€™s place off 1826 to hang out with the Kaisers. I ate my weight in pizza and barbecue and we just hung out with friends. Maly and all of her friends ducked into Donโ€™s โ€œstudioโ€ house and sang karaoke at the tops of their lungs.

On Saturday I went for a 5-miler with some of the guys from the Circle C Run Club. I rode my bike to the community center and back, thinking that might negate all the crap Iโ€™d eaten the night before.

When I got home, I watered the lawn and Elise came home from bootcamp. She had an appointment to get the Acuraโ€™s oil changed later that morning, so we loaded up the whole family and were off to the Acura dealership. We hung out there for an hour, watched the first day of college football (mostly UT and Texas Tech). It was lunchtime when the car was done, so we decided to try the Rusty Cannon Pub. I got a burger, Maly had nachos, Mara had waffles and Elise had migas. Elise and I shared a โ€œbuild your ownโ€ blood mary. The pub was pretty cool. The food was good. They had football games on all of the TVs.

After lunch we hopped over to Fiesta because Elise was on the hunt for some Mexican vanilla. We couldnโ€™t find โ€œrealโ€ Mexican vanilla (surprise), so we bought some fruit and veggies instead. We went home afterward and watched football and UTMB highlights. I took the veggies weโ€™d procured and made ~36 ounces of some pretty amazing (and hot) salsa.

We were all still stuffed from lunch, so Elise and I didnโ€™t really eat dinner. I had a small brisket taco with my salsa on it that was really good. Elise had chips and salsa. I steamed an artichoke for Mara and then we pretty much called it a night. Maly spent the night at the Heistermanโ€™s for Susan Margaretโ€™s 12th birthday party.

On Sunday I woke up at 5 a.m. and drove out to Lakeway for a fat-burning 6-mile run with John out in the hills. We ran really slow, but it was a really good workout. I came home and I think I mightโ€™ve taken a nap at some point. Elise had something pop in her foot at last Sundayโ€™s soccer game, so sheโ€™s out for a month. We went to Soccer Zone to watch her team play at 3 p.m. I think they won 5-1. We then went to HEB to get some whole chickens and other sundries.

We got home in time for the girls to load up and go to church. While they were gone I fired up the kamado and prepped the chicken for my first (I think) beer can chicken. The girls got home we had the smoked beer can chicken with some roasted broccoli.

Monday was a lazy day. I didnโ€™t get out of bed until 9 a.m. Mara and I walked up the street and played with a few beetles. She got bored with beetles so we went back to the house. Elise was cleaning house, prepping for Kariโ€™s arrival on Tuesday. I knew that we were supposed to be getting some much-needed rain, so I decided to go for a 7-mile run. My hope was that it would rain on me while running the trails. It didnโ€™t rain. It was hot as Hades and I was soaked from head to toe when I got back.

Maly went over to Eveโ€™s house for a few hours. I took a shower and then a 30 minute nap on the couch. Elise and Mara went through old school papers and started throwing things away. I ran up to HEB to get tortillas and avocados.

I got back to the house right before it started raining at about 4 p.m. I didnโ€™t have the doors or windows on the Jeep, so I got home in the nick of time. I sat out in the garage and wrote a birthday card for Terri since I (unintentionally) neglected to text her on Saturday.

Then, for whatever reasons, Mara and I decided to polish rocks. The girls had been cleaning house and we had some random rocks sitting on the counter. I told Mara about polishing rocks, and she liked the idea. We picked a handful of rocks from the counter, and then we went to the backyard and picked out another handful of rocks of varying color and pattern. We needed sand, so she and I hopped in the Jeep and drove over to Gorzycki to get a cup of sand from the long jump pit by the track.

We drove back home just in time before it started raining lightly again. Mara and I put our rocks in the tumbler with our newly-acquired sand, some water, and then started the tumbler on its month-long rock tumbling job.

While our rocks were rolling around, and the sky was getting dark and the rain continued to drizzle down, Mara and I decided to try to send a sky lantern up into the air as a gift to the rain gods. Unfortunately the two remaining sky lanterns are probably a decade old. The orange one that Mara selected had a bunch of holes in it. I tried to repair as many as I could with tape, but we didnโ€™t have much luck. I lit the paraffin wax and the balloon inflated, but I think we still had some air leakage, and the drizzling rain also weighted the balloon down. It got airborne enough to make it above our house, and then it floated back down and landed in the grass between our house and the neighborsโ€™.

Mara and I still had fun though. It was kind of nice to have those moments with her at the end of a long weekend. I guess I needed that.

Malyโ€™s first day of school

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