Last night I ran a fantastic 4 miles. I prayed and meditate throughout the whole run and felt great at the end... basically ready to do another 4 miles (but it was dark, so I didn't).
Anyway, as I was approaching my house and slowing for my cool down lap I kept thinking of iceberg lettuce. For some reason it seemed like the perfect food to end a race with.
I vividly imagined myself crossing the 13.1 mile finish line on Sunday morning and someone handing me a full head of iceberg. Without hesitation, my imaginary self, took a giant bite of the juicy, light green veg and felt the sweet water splash through my mouth! How refreshing, I thought.
I love how even when I'm running I think of food (a blessing and a curse)!
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