I just had coffee with a friend who will be running her first marathon next weekend. As we talked about the in’s and out’s of preparing for this momentous occasion, I had flashbacks of what it felt like preparing for my own first marathon. I remember that whirlwind of mixed emotions like it was yesterday. The conglomeration of exhileration, self-doubt, fear, and pride. The agonizing over my outfit, the poring over weather forecasts, the back and forth over fuel options and travel accomodations. Looking back, I’m glad I …
Portion Control, Marathons and a Stick of Gum
I’ve acquired a bad habit as of late. I LOVE to graze while I’m cooking dinner. I’ve also been known to have a glass of wine while cooking dinner. I love doing this so much, that occasionally I’m full by the time dinner is ready. This is no fun, because then I don’t get to eat the recipe I’ve spent the better part of the past hour working on. And, I get to sit at the table empty-plated and watch my family chow. No fun either. Portion …