Hello!! I hope your weekend is going well. Mine has just been so wonderful!
Saturday I was up early, but I felt incredibly refreshed. I made some oats, caught up on Mad Men, and then got myself in gear. A good hair day ensued, so that always leaves me feeling ready to take on the world. Instead I took on the grocery store! It’s one of my favorite activities, and this was a particularly blissful trip, because I went to the good store — Meijer — and they had a bunch of items I had been missing for some new recipes.
Then I came home and made a quick lunch before heading back out with my mom and brother to the Mott Apple Festival. It was held at the Mott estate in Flint, and I really had no idea that there was such a beautiful place in Flint. The house and gardens are just amazing, and there is an orchard. (These are the people behind Mott’s Applesauce!) There were a bunch of Michigan farmers there with different apples to try — including a green apple bigger than a grapefruit — as well as pumpkins, sunflower seeds, squash, flowers, homemade food, and chickens. It was all so great, just a perfect fall event.
OK let it be said: me + grocery shopping + boots + sweater + apples = happiness overload. And it only got better.
After the festival, we headed to Bed, Bath & Beyond. It took all my self-control to not whip out my Visa for the red KitchenAid mixer. I also had to put back several “As Seen on TV” items and stick to what was on my list: a chef’s knife! The pimping of my kitchen continues. Whilst shopping, I got the amazing news that MSU won the football game! I was so excited. Moments later I saw a family in U of M gear: a mom, dad, and little one, all decked out. I almost talked some mad shit to them. Then I remembered, Oh my god, Rachel, you can’t act like that in front of a baby.
Anyway, after buying my new knife, I hit Joann’s with my mom for Halloween supplies. That’s always a good time. I got everything I needed to make the invites because I realized it’s only four weeks away! Then we went back to the grocery store — I forgot a few things — and I realized that I was starving. In a moment of inspiration, I decided to make tacos. Tacos. Are. Boss. I tend to forget this and every time I make them, I say it, but really, I should make them once a week! After our ten minute taco dinner, I got down to business: baking, invitations, party planning. It was a full-out Martha frenzy, and it was fabulous!
This morning I was up for my 11-mile run. Eleven miles…NFA. Sigh. I had a standard breakfast, and then made the energy gel from this recipe on Oh She Glows. It took me three tries to get it right; my advice is mix it in a bowl with a spoon and then transfer it to a baggie. It didn’t work well when I tried to mix it in the bag. I picked new tunes, grabbed my stuff, and was out the door before I could think about how long I was going to be running. Wahh-wahhh.
I got to the trails, loaded up with all my gear, and off I went. And…within the first mile, I just knew it was a run unlike any other. I didn’t feel like I was running; I felt like I was flying. Not flying in terms of speed — although I was at a great tempo — but flying as in weightless and fluid. The weather was perfect and the trails were gorgeous, but there was just something more than that. And inn the second mile I realized, “Oh my god. I think this is a runner’s high.” By the third mile, I just knew — I was actually smiling as I was running. My body just felt right and my head was so clear; I knew I could just keep going and going. I have never had that feeling, but, well, like so man other things…”you just know.” I kept thinking it was going to run out at 6, 7, 8, but it didn’t. I made myself stop for water at 6 and I had my energy gel at 7 (super tasty!), but I didn’t really feel like I needed to. I hit 8 and then 9 and finally 10 and I just wanted to keep going and going. When I got to 11 miles, I felt like I had just done maybe two. It was just most delicious feeling ever — like my heart was golden and pumping happiness instead of blood. There are days when I finish three miles and I imagine that I will look better after birthing my first child, but today I barely broke a sweat. Unreal.
I had a Luna bar in the car and then I came home, showered, and made a fantastic, carb-heavy, leftover taco bowl (meat, beans, rice, peppers, onions, salsa, avocado, and sour cream).
The feeling lasted through my lunch and then through my green apple. And it’s still going strong! I don’t know how long it will last, but it really, honestly feels magical. I don’t know how or why it happened today, but I can tell you, I will spend every single run from here on out chasing this feeling.