Winter is coming.
Tonight John convinced me to run the boardwalk around 6 p.m., which is now resembling 11 p.m. I debated going to meet up with my arch nemesis, the treadmill, but I threw on some cold weather gear and a beanie and sucked it up.
Sorry little reynaud hands.
We did this all while waiting for the laundry to be ready.
Domestic goddess. Check.
Upon putting in two miles we realized there were ten more minutes left until the clothes were ready. And since we hate walking up and down the stairs to check on the laundry we decided to do the unthinkable.
One more mile.
After completing three in under 30 minutes I was not only feeling accomplished, I also felt fortunate that I have a guy running next to me. Helping me push myself.
Now, the thing about running, it makes me hungry. All of the time. Yesterday I ate two bagels… Before 3 p.m. I’m not sure why I mentioned the time of day I ate the bagels. Really, any time of the day it’s unacceptable to eat two bagels.
I digress.
This whole introduction was realistically only because I wanted to talk about food and my dinner.
I should start by saying it was incredulous and mention in passing that I was not the master chef.
so domestic.
Since I have slaughtered our meals quite a few times in recent history (ie: cookies… From toll house. I burnt them), John decided to make dinner. Bless his soul. I had the lucky job of folding our laundry. It’s all I can be trusted with at this point.
The results are in:
Tilapia marinated and cooked in orange juice, olive oil, salt, pepper, and red pepper flakes, served with coconut rice, and topped with mango salsa and avocado.
If you are thinking, why do these people love eating tilapia, it’s because it’s a light tasting fish. How did we make this, and by we, I mean john is sitting next to me and I’m making his describe how he cooked it…
Tilapia: marinate with ingredients mentioned above, put in the stove at 400, cook for 12 minutes. Wait so you don’t cook tilapia for 20. In the broiler?
Coconut rice: take white rice, canned coconut milk, shredded coconut, just a touch of veg-a-table oil, some water, a cup and a third, then put it in a pot until it absorbs. (This is literally how he just explained directions to me. Phonetically.)
So to sum up the mumbo-jumbo you just read… If running is making you hungry, make sure you have an awesome person that can feed you awesome food. If not, come over, I know people.
52 Miles per Month 