Some days I feel darned proud of myself. Sure, they may fall few and far between, but sometimes, I know I’ve done good.
Yesterday after work, I didn’t want to walk home. But I did.
Then I didn’t want to cook dinner. But I did.
I know! I deserve some kind of trophy!
I have never been a “meatloaf person”. I know many people grow up with it and think of it as comfort food, but no one ever made meatloaf in my childhood home. I always thought the idea of a bunch of meat in loaf form was kind of gross. Don’t ask me why. There is no logical reason. I liked burgers. I liked steak. I liked sausage. But meatloaf? Icky!
Then when I was older and living with my sister and brother-in-law, he would occasionally make the dreaded meat dish. This was when I actually tried it for the first time. I was about 22 years old. I announced that it was….okay.
Even now, meatloaf is not something I ever gravitate towards.
Well, it usually isn’t.
I woke up this weekend with an intense craving for meat. It was serious. I didn’t want a salad or some sort of wacky quinoa dish. I just wanted meat. Luckily, Jenna had just posted a recipe for a turkey meatloaf a few days ago, so I decided that it was about time I make this meatloaf thing happen. I used her recipe completely, with two exceptions. First, I had no lentils, so I obviously left those out. Secondly, I subbed a couple of chopped stalks of celery for the carrot. It still tasted pretty awesome.
Oh, and I also didn’t use a loaf pan, as you may have noticed. Not being used to making loaf-ed foods, I don’t own one.
Today I continued my awesomeness by going for my first run post illness. It was in no way as bad as I expected it to be. I was definitely feeling out of shape though. My heart rate stayed pretty high throughout and I am feeling kind of sore now. On the bright-side, I really did hit my stride about halfway through the run. I normally never really reach that part of running where I feel full of awesome, happy and healthy. I usually feel exhausted and I struggle mentally. Today, it was the exact opposite. As I ran down Haight, everything finally clicked.
That, I enjoyed.
After my run, I showered and walked to work. That’s right, just over 6 miles between walking and running covered on foot today. Boo-yah.
Work has been the only blemish in the awesome day. We learned that one of our contractors passed away yesterday. I didn’t know him very well, but he was always very nice. The vibe in the office is very somber today. I hope that wherever he is now, he is at peace and no longer in pain.
Meatloaf? Yay or Nay?