I come from a long line of folks who enjoy their meat well done. I am not sure if it's a fear of getting sick, or the black taste you get from the grill. At any rate you can guarantee if asked how they would like their meat cooked at a restaurant the unanimous vote would be well done please. As an adult I too would order and ask for my meat prepared that way (not knowing I was truely missing out on some tender taste). It didn't take long, okay a few years after being married that I settled on ordering meat medium. Not well done, not medium well, just medium. Just enough pink, but not mooing on my plate. I may have changed my taste for meat, but I still enjoy a piece of over done toast or an extra brown chocolate chip cookie. Strange I know.
Anyways, as most know I am in the middle of training for a 19 mile run (which seems to be creeping up fast!) We haven't been really following the "bible" schedule very closely, but realized we should be up to nearly 15 or so miles and running a few times a day. Truthfully, I think most running programs can be over exhausting and really too much. Having said that we decided to try and exercise 3 times today. Yes, insane. 3 times! Surprisingly, we DID survive a spin class, body pump and a 4.5 mile run (pushing a jogger mind you). To put it lightly, I pretty much was useless today. I couldn't seem to get off the couch for nearly 2 hours. My kids even said, mom are you okay? I am definitely feeling like that piece of steak that continues to cook longer than needed, screaming for you to take it off the grill. The scary thing is this is just a small taste of the race. I fear we are in some serious trouble. Yikes.
good deed: helped Jared finish his book report



