Note
My big nod to orienteering is to carry a map while we walk in the park with the dog for an hour plus. Can’t get any serious training in today. The in-laws are in town and I am still recovering from last night’s dinner. A fine dinner it was. Besides the in-laws with a birthday to celebrate my own parents stopped by to toast completion of a major certification exam, and everybody is excited about the impending arrival (Nov 17th +/- ?). Kristin, who had been discouraging my consuming “the really good wine” without her, gives a complete green light for indulgence.
With all due respect to Nadim and his own dietary indiscretion I mock brownie/blondie angst. If you are going down you should go down big that’s my view. Then you know it was worth it.
Last night’s celebratory diet:
Food:
Coriander crusted moulard duck with peach and crushed olive relish
A whole beef tenderloin with a fresh rosemary rub
Baked potato stuffed withed whipped egg/cream and cheese
Lots of bread with lots of butter and olive oil
Assorted veggies
Chocolate soufflé
There was also a significant liquid calorie count. Because there are empty bottles there must have also been wine from:
Stellenbosch
Guigal
D’arenburg
Marquis Philip
Paul Hobbs
Beaucastel
Kumeu River
Fortunately my love of food and wine is balanced with my love of exercise as it’ll take me a week to run this off. It’s not going to help that I’ve swapped bike commuting for car in case I need to join Kristin at the hospital. My budget also prevents my repeating this spectacle frequently. In the meantime I live up to the Fat & Happy MTB team motto and stay away from Mr. Scale.