I missed my Friday night/Saturday morning run (hey, with a nine-hour round trip on the highway most weekends I'm giving myself a bit of slack in my running schedule), but last night I went running again, with Stella, on the trail. My knees were a little cranky again, but they're over it this morning. Stella was good, not great but good, about staying on the trail and cutting me off as little as possible. It helped during the walk breaks to shorten her leash. Last night's music was Screaming Trees. I don't listen to a lot of grunge, but "Nearly Lost You" sucked me in. So it started off great, but later it got to be a bit of a drag. I need to make some proper playlists for running.

I'm reading Julie and Julia: 365 Days, 524 Recipes, 1 Tiny Apartment Kitchen, by a woman who found herself pushing thirty, in a dead-end job, and decided that the solution was to cook her way through Julia Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking in a year. First of all, I stand in awe of someone who would make Oeufs en Gelée on a weeknight after work, so it's worthwhile just for that. It makes me realize I could be doing a lot more in the kitchen myself. Her writing style is engaging if not brilliant, and she actually tells interesting stories about her friends, a dreadful pack of promiscuous hipsters I know I'd never want to meet in person. Julia Child was a bit of a personal heroine to me, and I think the fact that my mom cooked her recipes for my father when they were students had a lot to do with how I came to be, so there's the sentimental angle there too.

My eating habits have been weird lately. During the first part of the day, I feel like I'm going to starve. I eat a pretty generous breakfast, and then I wonder if I'll make it to lunch. Even after lunch I might still feel hungry, and that has led to some crap consumption (I should know better). But after four o'clock or so, it all goes away. When I get home I have to remind myself to eat. Last night I forgot entirely, and that was after running, even. I baked a sweet potato pie, just because I was curious to find out if Nick Malgieri is as good for pastry as he is for yeast breads, and I didn't eat any of it, or any of anything else except water. I didn't even think to eat. Weird, huh?

Tags: kitchening, reading, running
Current Mood: calm
Current Music: The Rolling Stones, "You Can't Always Get What You Want"