We had a minor heatwave today, with temps up to 23˚ at the time of lumbering. You wouldn’t think four extra degrees could make a difference, but indeed they did.
I went old-school and risked having to poop the woods by having breakfast (XL coffee, four scrambled egg whites topped with some cheddar cheese, and two slices of toast1.) before my lumber today, and with that, I had much more of a spring in my step as I plodded through the woods. And as a bonus, my Emergency ShitPak™ went unused. There was much rejoicing.
With the added spring in my step from a good breakfast in my heaving beer belly, I concocted a new loop for the day and was able to get 6.60 miles in—my longest loop in the seven-day-old year. It was nice to mix things up a bit, but, to be honest, with well over 2,000 miles of lumbering at Deerfield in the past couple or so years, I really can’t believe there any any new loops for me to concoct. But I done found a way.
The late fall, holidays, and the grieving season hit me pretty hard in the nutrition department, so I am trying to get back to where I was a few months ago, with longer loops when the winter weather cooperates, cutting back on my beloved IPAs, and reacquainting myself with what an actual portion size should be by utilizing my kitchen scale, and mynetdiary.com. Nothing too serious, but I figure if I throw a big pile of shit against the wall and at least half of it sticks, it’s a win. Of course, the wall is still covered in shit, but I digress.
Once home, I treated myself and made a low-fat cappuccino before showering, heading out to run some errands, doing some laundry, and then doing some cleaning done after lunch.
Speaking of lunch, I made up three tasty chipotle chicken tacos that came in at just over 600 calories for three. That seems like a lot but is a fairly good number for an active adult.
Of course, with one shot of espresso and three tacos in my gut, there was almost a post-vacuuming shart incident as I put the vacuum cleaner away. Thank goodness I’ve been working on my Sphincter-Kegels! Oh well, there’s a reason I keep an emergency ShitPak™ hidden in just about every room in the house. Sorry, I’m trying really hard to grow up, but I can’t.
Looking forward to more miles in the woods tomorrow and continuing to see what sticks to the wall.
Later.
PS: After a 5,000-mile journey, my tees finally arrived today!