there will be scotch!

Nothing quite brings about pensive absurdity like a nip of scotch in the evenings. It may not be Tuesday, but tonight, being Wednesday, is Tuesday’s future!

How have I been, you wonder?

Well, I’ve been, most certainly. There were recent doldrums to conquer. Alas, they have come and gone. Now midweek is here and I’m again smacked with gratitude and joy. A new album has made its way into my musical mix-up and it might be the most magnificent album I’ve purchased in awhile— Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros. It’s a trip and a half, being equal parts marching madness and gallivanting good times. The music itself is enough to smash apart any sort of foul mood on most days, I imagine.

Besides new good music, I went for an outstanding run for the first time in five days today. Why the long stretch of not running, you ask? Well, the ball of my left foot has been an achy hunk of worthlessness. I figured it was a bruise that’s resulted from my shortened stride— which itself has come about this winter in an attempt to keep my feet underneath my hips and therefore slip less on icy, cold messes. It’s worked, I haven’t fallen once since giving up wearing grippies over my shoes. The shortened stride results in more of a mid-foot strike than my usual over-striding heel strike. The mid-foot landing is desired, but my feet are still adapting to the new gait. After consulting with my friend Jessica, however, I’ve learned that my foot pain might be the result of stepping on a tiger. I do not remember stepping on a tiger, but such a scenario would be quite traumatic and perhaps I am unconsciously blocking it from my memory?

Today’s run was the first in my new minimalist trail running shoes, the New Balance MT100’s. They’re lighter than a popcorn fart. There’s hardly anything to these shoes, which is great! Just a thin mesh upper connected to some light cushioning and a rock plate for protection against hard stuff. The tread seems sufficient, but I’m yet to test the shoes out on trails since there’s still a couple feet of snow on the ground. Today I took them on the partially ice-covered road for a quick 4 mile out and back. My foot did not bother me and I was running faster than I had in a long time without even intending to push myself. I am thoroughly enjoying the added ground feel that comes with such a basic shoe. I know my feet are not strong enough to wear these shoes for a very long run yet, but maybe over time they will be and I won’t need the uber-cushioned trainers anymore. We’ll see.

In other news, I made a vegetarian variation of avgolemono tonight. I’ve never had avgolemono before, which is a Greek soup, but I love soup and my aforementioned friend Jessica sent me a link to a recipe for it today. It sounded good and I made it happen. Traditionally it features chicken, a smooth lemon-chicken-egg broth, and rice or orzo. In lieu of chicken I started with veggie broth and rocked some garbanzo beans and carrots. Instead of rice I used quinoa. It turned out deliciously refreshing and good, but perhaps slightly strong of lemon. I like how the egg mixture succeeded in not curdling and gave the soup a pleasant light-yellowish hue. The only other addition I made was the fresh grinding of some pepper into the individual bowls for a little punch. I think the next time I make it I might cut back on the lemon and make sure I use fresh lemons instead of using the bottled stuff I had on hand. Thank you good people of Greece for a happy little soup that I am now able to make!

Now, get some Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros in you and carry on with the wonder that is your life: