Last WIAW of the school year!

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W #1

workouts:

My oh my am I slacking on my workouts! Specifically, I’m having a terrible time motivating myself to run. In fact, I skipped my long run this weekend and instead went on an enjoyable hike through Riverside State Park with the hubs and pup instead. It was pretty beautiful. But I need to get back on the bandwagon and get my bootay in gear, otherwise I am going to be miserable during my half marathon. Boo!

eating:

My eating is all over the place. We hit up The Flying Goat 3 days in a row last week. Ummm, yeah. I also had the aforementioned McDonalds and a pint of Ben & Jerry’s. I’m still not eating any candy, but I’m not eating healthy by any stretch of the imagination. When I get stressed, I eat. I’m trying to focus on running and strength training to get the extra amped up energy to release itself, but it isn’t working.

feeling:

I’m feeling pretty lethargic to be honest. I had some blood tests run a few days ago, and am hoping to hear back soon. I’m assuming nothing to be alarmed about, but things are all sorts of off lately. So aside from that, I know if I focus on the above to areas a tad more, this area will fall into place.

W#2

Today’s meals are totally not going to be photographed. After today there is only 1 day (3 hours, actually, not even a full-day) left in the 2010-2011 school year, and I know I won’t have time to photograph anything I eat. Will I even have time to eat? Thank goodness for Larabars!

So instead, you get Weekend eats today. Weekend eats are much prettier (and often more enjoyable) than work-day eats, wouldn’t you agree?

Saturday breakfast:

Pumpkin pie oatmeal: oats, vanilla, cinnamon, vanilla almond milk, chia seeds, 2 TBS canned pumpkin, 2 TBS raisins, 2 TBS pecans

Saturday Lunch:

Cantelope, dill pickle spears and a black forest ham sammie on carmelized onion rye bread I picked up at the Spokane Public Market this weekend 🙂

Seltzer spiked with frozen pineapple chunks and fresh pineapple sage from our, (ahem, The Hubsgarden. Really. I have a black thumb) garden.

Lunchtime reads:

Bitter End by Jennifer Brown. I finished it, but it was a difficult read.

Dinner (all grilled by The Hubs)

Lemon mustard grilled salmon on a cedar plank

Grilled Romanze potatoes, picked up at the farmers market that morning, tossed with olive oil, s&p, green onions and chives from our garden.

Interlude for a little movie action.

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And a little Flying Goat snackage afterward:

Housemade A Street Chips with Murray Salt and Vinegar

And some of this may, or may not, have been consumed.

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What is the best thing you ate today?

I’m a runner! [Bloomsday 2011 recap]

I finally feel like I’ve earned the right to say:

I am a runner.

This weekend my friend Reese drove across the state to run Bloomsday (a 12K) with me. During her short stay, I attempted to make her time in Spokane as enjoyable as possible. I have a secret plan to move all of my friends from college back to Spokane. First up: introduce Reese to the wonders that are an OXO Salad Spinner.

She was totes impressed.

Next on the agenda: baking. Saturday morning I whipped up my new favorite breakfast treat, and Saturday afternoon I made a batch of devilishly delicious chocolate chip pecan cookies.

Reese tasted one, just to make sure it wasn’t poisonous.


I quickly followed suit.

Also necessary was a trip to the convention center to pick up our Bloomsday bibs and D tags. While there we browsed the trade show. This year Bloomsday brought in roughly 65,000 runners. In addition to the runners were all their family members and friends. The trade show tested my claustrophobic tendencies.

After leaving we spotted Clifford the Big Red Dog and Scooby Doo.

They ran away from us though, so we booked it over to Main Market to grab some fresh bread from Petite Chat bakery in order to properly carbo load.

The Petite Chat Tuscan bread was the perfect complement to our cheesy tortellini and Butternut Squash Sauce.

(This sauce is amazing! Go buy some, now – Costco 2 for $6.99!)

A few more cookies were consumed, for good measure, and we were off to bed. I was so excited, however, that I couldn’t sleep! I woke up at 7, showered, had a few sips of coffee and ate some whole grain toast with peanut butter and a banana. I am loving this pre-run combo!

Obligatory pre-race pictures were taken,

And yes, I did find a running fanny-pack! I purchased this sweat resistant iFitness belt at the trade show and am so glad I did. It has a pocket for your ID/credit card/cash, and is big enough to hold a camera or smart phone, gu/sports beans/shot blocks, chapstick and inhaler.

and we quickly walked a few blocks to catch a bus downtown. We purchased bus pass stickers, which adhered to our bib’s-the Spokane Transit Authority has 4 zones where you can park your car and get an express bus down to the race. I didn’t realize it at the time of purchase, but the sticker bus passes are good the entire day and will work on any bus line. Phew – we were encouraged to arrive at the bus zones 2 hours prior to our color block start time!

Our color block was supposed to start at 9:15. We arrived somewhere around 8:45 and waited, and waited, and waited. I was freezing, and looked a little like Molly Shannon, as I attempted to warm my fingers.

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We knew we were getting close to actually starting (not on time, mind you) when the beach balls started bouncing around the crowd. Also making their way forward were corn tortillas. I’m not sure who brought them, but they looked like flying saucers. The hubs threw a few forward.

As we got closer to the starting line, runners removed long sleeve shirts, sweatshirts, sweat pants, gloves and scarves and threw them into the trees.

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I couldn’t figure out what was going on, but a woman near me informed me that after the race the volunteers pick up all the hanging clothes and donate them to charity. How cool is that? I am definitely going to come prepared next year!

Finally we reached the start of the race. I was so pumped!

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At the start line I ran into a co-worker and fellow principal in my district. Fun! We slowly and steadily made our way through downtown, through historic Browne’s Addition and down the hill. The first mile was so slow! We kept trying to weave in and out of people, but it was difficult.

After about a mile and a half the crowd thinned out a bit and we were able to fall into a pretty good pace. I also was pleased to see the amazing, not a cloud to be seen, bright blue sky. It was absolutely perfect running weather: 60ish degrees with a slight breeze. This was so exciting, as it SNOWED on Friday.

I hit every water stop (at miles 2, 4, top of Doomsday Hill, and mile 6), and only slowed to a walk at those points. Oh, that is a lie. When I hit Doomsday Hill (a rather steep incline between miles 4 and 5), Darude’s Sandstorm came on my iPod and it was just the motivation I needed to push forward. However, halfway up the hill I knew walking would actually be faster than my pathetic excuse for running, so we walked til we hit the vulture at the top.

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I, of course, high-fived him. And many other creatures along the way, including Spike, the Gonzaga mascot 🙂

At the top of the hill my calf started bugging me, and I cursed myself for not purchasing a foam roller. (Mental note, add one to Amazon Wish List). One more reason to go to the gym tomorrow morning: use free foam roller. The pain wasn’t enough to slow me down, however. I kept on trucking, with many bystanders as my cheerleaders. One fabulous sign read “Duh, Winning!” above a stick figure running. I loved it! In addition to fun signs and awesome spectators, this year marked the 35th anniversary, and there were 35 bands along the way, singing us to the finish line.

As we rounded the final corner, Reese, the Hubs and I started sprinting. We crossed the finish line holding hands above our heads.

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It was pretty epic, not gonna lie.

I have no idea how long it took me to run the race. Stats were linked to my D-tag and should be up on the internet in the next week. I don’t care how long it took me, however. Whatever it is, it will be a PR, as I’ve never run 7.46 miles before! Positive outlook, huh? Go me 🙂

After the race we waited, what seemed like forever, for our bus to arrive. We hit home, quickly showered, changed into our awesome Bloomsday Finishers t-shirts (which shows the race course), and hit The Flying Goat for some much needed refueling.

Reese and I swapped slices. I ordered the Kerry Lynn Margarita, and she ordered the Wellington, complete with roasted asparagus. Mmmmm, asparagus. I’ve been craving asparagus since I saw Sarah’s post a few days back.

We had an amazing race, and I can’t wait to do another! Now I know what people mean when they say they’ve been bitten by the running bug.

Lot’s of reader questions today:

If you’re local (and even if you aren’t), did you run Bloomsday this year?

Have you ever run a race before? How many? What is your favorite length to run?

Fashion Friday + call for guest posts!

Hi bloggettes, I hope your work week did not include as much crazy weather as mine did. Between the hail, snow and rain I wasn’t sure we would ever hit 60 degrees. My car said we did today, but the news said otherwise.

The awesome 30~ degree temps had me busting out the sweaters and scarves this week.

Monday

Wednesday


No full body shot, but I did manage to snap a pic of my fun scarf situation. I felt like this girl:

Ok, not quite. She obviously has mad skills.

Thursday

I pretty much hated my outfit, (stuffed a shirt I haven’t worn in a while in the gym bag, not realizing it was two sizes too big…off to Goodwill it goes!), so all you get is the shoes. Cute though, eh?

Friday

While the week’s weather was annoying as can be, the sun did decide to make an appearance today. The hubs and I decided to hoof it over to The Goat for a little patio action.

The fire pit made it feel like the sun was actually giving off some warmth 😉

While soaking up some Vitamin-D, we enjoyed a Riverside Focaccia (tomatoes, roasted garlic, basil, and olive oil on focaccia bread, mmmm)

Afterward, we were still a tad hungry and in need of milk for tomorrow morning. We swung by the house to pick up Libb, and walked a few more blocks to Safeway. Inside I spotted this awesomeness.

Clearly it needed a home in my belly.

I’m off to bed early tonight so I can rise and shine for my 6.5 mile run tomorrow. I am very excited to try out my new water bottle!

Speaking of my run, it is the last long one before I run Bloomsday next weekend-Eek! Since my friend, Reese, will be in town, I would prefer to take advantage of some girl time and a break away from the computer. I also am going out of town May 13-15 and don’t know how much time I will have to devote to blogging. So I would love to line up some guest posts for the weekend of April 29-May 1 and May 13-15. It can be whatever floats your boat: fashion Friday, fun recipe, exercise tips, Will & Kate Wedding recap, whatever!

Interested? Shoot me an email at spinachandskittles @ gmail dot com.

Spring, spring, come out and play…

Today’s weather has been crazy. When I woke up I was so excited to see the beginnings of daylight. This jump started a good mood as I made my way to the gym, (tack another 4.25 miles on my tally!). The sun was up and shining for my breakfast,

(oats with vanilla almond milk, blueberries, chia seeds & cinnamon)

and my lunch,

(leftover easy black eyed peas, brown rice & mozz/provolone blend)

but by early afternoon this happened:

The weather shifted back and forth between hail, snow and bright sunshine,

(This picture was seriously taken 10 minutes later, ahhh!)

as I snacked on an apple and a peach chobani.

It was 38 degrees when I left work. Where, exactly is spring? Mother Nature is just as moody as I am right now, and she better not mess up my Bloomsday plans! I am really hoping that 60 degree forecast happens on Saturday!

The rain didn’t stop me from getting together with my friend, Lindsay, for dinner though! Lindsay is in town for her spring break to visit her mom, and I met her at my favorite local eatery. Care to guess where that might be?

Did you guess The Flying Goat? If so, gold star for you!

All day long I fantasized about the Cleveland pizza. Mmmm buttery roasted garlic goodness. But then when I arrived I couldn’t decide what I wanted. Decisions, decisions.

Linds and I decided to split the Cleveland,

(Yukon gold potatoes, carmelized onions, rosemary, Fontina & roasted garlic)

and the Providence.

(Chevre goat cheese, roasted red peppers, tomatoes, pine nuts & basil)

Mmmmm, I am looking forward to tomorrow’s lunch very much.

My festivities tonight left the boys to fend for themselves. My Meal Plan Monday stated leftovers, but it smells like fries in here…

On the menu for the rest of the week:

Tuesday (Libb): Roasted red pepper ravioli + salad

Wednesday: Leftover butter-not squash enchiladas

Thursday (Leila): pasta with edamame, green peas and pesto + salad

Friday (the Hubs): grilled fish tacos

Saturday: Date night out

Sunday: Easter dinner with family. Will I eat meat? Who knows! I haven’t been craving it as much as I had at the beginning of Lent. Time will tell, time will tell.

What is your favorite easy weeknight meal?

Clearly this week has a quick & dirty theme. The hubs kindly asked me to clear out the fridge and freezer, rather than making anything “new” (aka weird) this week. So it is back to the basics for us, which means lots of carbs – perfect for my running regimen!

The best laid plans…

…often go awry.

I had every intention of trying out new recipes this weekend, cleaning my house, and getting my read on.

Instead this happened.

The hubs finally got his truck. He’s been not-so-subtly hinting at wanting a truck for about 2 1/2 years…about 1 day after we sold his old truck to go down to a one-car family. But more recently his pleas have been louder, as every time we he purchases something to improve our new abode we have to ask his parents to drive a half hour into town, meet us at Home Depot, and drive the load back to our house. It’s been quite the ordeal. (Thanks Rob & Gayle!)

I finally obliged. And I am really jealous at all the fun features (AC seats!) it has.

So instead of fun new recipes I’ve got a photo update of Spring Break (woo!*) 2011 thus far.

*if you haven’t watched Arrested Development yet, you really need to.

Friday night we had dinner at Downriver Grill, still no website available, and I attempted to not eat meat.

The Downriver Grill is veryclose to another fine establishment…

The Flying Goat…seriously, how have we not eaten at Downriver since we moved into this neighborhood? It’s even owned by the same people as the Goat!

After being seated we ordered an app of calamari while I dissected the menu.

Unfortunately, there were hardly any vegetarian options available. I could have a portabella sammie, (which, oddly, I wasn’t in the mood for), a salad, or a tofu curry entree. I mentioned to our server that I was having a difficult time finding a vegetarian option that was appealing because I had given up meat for Lent and he mentioned he gave up booze and Facebook for Lent. I don’t think I could give up Facebook! Could you?

Not impressed with the veggie-friendly options, I opted to have the halibut with mushroom risotto.

In case you were wondering, my “no meat for Lent” only includes red meat, pork and poultry. I attempted no seafood too, but my body is already grumpy enough with me for giving up meat, so  I decided since almost every vegetarian I know eats fish, I am going to as well.

The halibut was pretty delicious, as was the mushroom risotto. But I was most excited about the tender-crisp asparagus.

The hubs only made it 2.5 weeks without meat. He thoroughly enjoyed his bacon-wrapped steak. I don’t really care for bacon or steak, but I was eying both with envy.

I did, however, make him suggest he order the polenta as his side-dish so I could steal nibble on a few bites. OMG polenta, I love you.

The Downriver Grill’s Washington wine list was quite impressive, a was their meat entree options. I am looking forward to going back after Easter when I can enjoy the restaurant to its potential.

The following morning the hubs surprised me with pancakes,

and truck shopping 😉

Saturday night we enjoyed some Flying Goat action with his sister, Kimberly, and her husband, Ryan.

Sunday was more truck shopping. And after 4 1/2 hours at the dealership, we had our F-150.  I mean, the hubs, had his F-150. I’m afraid to drive it. It is ridiculously huge. HUGE.

Sunday evening we drove up to his parents house to show off the new truck visit them, see our cutie-patootie niece,  and have dinner.

Adorbs. Totally adorbs.

My plan tomorrow includes reading for my third book club, (yes, I really belong to three. I have a problem, I know), and to actually COOK or BAKE something new. I’m off to tastespotting to get a little inspiration.

Did you give up anything for Lent? How is it going so far?

For the love of the goat

The Flying Goat that is.

Which, coincidentally, is where I am right now. The option to schedule a post during a time I know I will be neck deep in March Madness is a wonderful thing.

If you’ve been reading my blog for oh, a day or two, you may have noticed I kind of enjoy The Flying Goat. A quick glance at my tag cloud will reveal my slight obsession with this neighborhood eatery.

And if you’ve just stumbled upon my blog, welcome.

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The Flying Goat is one of the few locally owned, non-chain restaurants in Northwest Spokane, and features menu items named after streets in their neighborhood. After opening in late Spring 2010, The Flying Goat quickly grew in popularity. One look at their thin crust pies, fire pit patio seating, and mounted goat head can tell you why, The Flying Goat has personality. From their out of the ordinary pizza toppings to their fabulous bar and wait staff, The Flying Goat never fails to impress.

Meet Nate, your bartender.

Nate knows his brews, and if he doesn’t know if a certain beer will please your palate he will kindly offer a tasting.

The Flying Goat rotates its beers quite regularly, however, one will always be available: The Horned Aviator. The Flying Goat paired up with local brewery, Northern Lights, to create a truly local house beer. If beer doesn’t strike your fancy you can enjoy a glass of Goat Head Red, a mild red blend created by Townshend Winery.

Moving over to their food menu you will be pleased to discover the crust and sauce is made in house. Nothing beats fresh dough and sauce. The Flying Goat likes to support local Northwest businesses as well, purchasing their meat pizza toppings from Zoe’s of Seattle.

Speaking of homemade sauce, their pesto is out of this world delicious. This isn’t your average pesto. Instead of sweet basil, The Flying Goat uses spicy and bitter arugula as their green base. The arugula is complemented by the saltiness of the Parmesan, smoothness of olive oil and the nutty and earthy finish from the pine nuts. Although the Centennial Trail cheese bread appetizer does not come with arugula pesto, I always request a side of dipping goodness.

If you prefer to start your meal with a salad, don’t worry, they have a few options. My favorite is the Audubon Caesar. I’ve proclaimed my love of their Caesar before, and I will praise its name again. The Flying Goat really knows how to do a Caesar salad correctly. Sure, it has all your normal ingredients: bed of romaine lettuce, croutons, Parmesan cheese, Caesar dressing. But it has so much more. The croutons are made on sight and are amazing. You may not believe me, as amazing is thrown around as an adjective all the time when describing food. However, I am someone who detests croutons. There is something about dried bread on my greens that I cannot stomach. But the freshly made croutons The Flying Goat has whipped up? There are no words. Also impressive is their ability to make a balanced house-made dressing and not drown their greens in the goodness. Spritz with a roasted lemon and your taste buds will tingle.

I’ve never eaten a Goat sandwich, as their pizza is what I’m really after. Pizza is the perfect food in my mind. If I could only have one food for the rest of my life, it would be pizza. The Flying Goat does not disappoint.

You can get some traditional pies: Kerry Lynn Margherita (mozzarella, basil, red sauce, and the option to add ham or heirloom tomatoes), Northwest Blvd. (Zoe’s pepperoni, caramelized onion, house cheese blend and red sauce), and the Gordon (Zoe’s pepperoni, Italian sausage, kalamata olives, oven roasted mushrooms, house cheese blend and red sauce), there are many more options available.

I’ve enjoyed many a pie at The Flying Goat, including my absolute favorite: the Cleveland, (roasted Yukon Gold potatoes, rosemary, garlic, caramelized onion, Fontina cheese and extra virgin olive oil). When you think pizza you normally don’t think potato. But trust me, this pie is to die for. The blend of the thinly sliced Yukon Golds with the buttery goodness of the roasted garlic is melt in your mouth magic.

You just can’t go wrong at The Flying Goat. The dining area caters to families, hipsters, nervous first-daters and young professionals alike. The bar features a laid back area, full of conversation and local breweries and wineries. So walk, ride your bike, catch a bus or drive over to The Flying Goat. You’ll probably see me there.

Go zags!

Oh Thursday, I detest you.

Seven forty-five a.m. meetings really cramp my style. You would think needing to arrive at work a whopping fifteen minutes earlier than normal wouldn’t be that big of a deal. But for some reason my body just doesn’t want to cooperate.

No, scratch that, not my body, my mind. Every Wednesday night I pack my gym bag, and every Thursday morning I skip the gym. Last night I was determined to go. This morning I awoke to my alarm at the normal 5:04 a.m. harp tune, hit snooze twice, and tried to talk myself into going to the gym. I decided a mental pro-con list might help.

Pros:

  • Probably won’t get any more sleep between now and 6:15 a.m.
  • The hubs is snoring.
  • I already have my gym bag packed.
  • I won’t have to take turns in front of the bathroom mirror.
  • Thirty minutes of exercise is better than none.
  • Coffee is already brewed, and ready for my contigo. If I wait it will taste burnt from sitting on the burner too long.
  • I get ready much more efficiently at the gym than I do at home.
  • I will feel better afteward.

Cons

  • My bed is sooooo warm and comfy!

Ummm that is all I had for a con. And, sadly, that con would usually trump all my pros. But today I pushed my con aside, and forced myself to get out of my oh-so-comfortable bed and hit the gym for a little jogging action.

I knocked out 2.36 miles in 30 minutes on the treadmill. Not too shabby, (for me, I am suuuuuuuper slow, so for me, that is awesome). However, I realized that I only have 6 weeks and 3 days until Bloomsday. The furthest I’ve run in my “training” is 3 miles. Three miles. And it is a 12K. I am in no way ready to be a participant!

Crap. (Not to be confused with runners trots.)

So I’m determined to find a six week 12K program to get my bootay in gear. No more of this laissez faire, run when I feel like it, I’m totally fine attitude.

Post gym I ate a packet of oatfit and a chobani, with coffee on the side, of course.

Then I had the most fabulous salad: spinach, roasted red bell pepper, craisins, goat cheese, sweet onion, and homemade dressing,

and look what I found inside, a 3-leaf clover!

It isn’t 4 leaves, but that has to be good luck, right?!

I also gobbled up the excess of my quinoa stuffed bell pepper mixture.

Later on I snacked on a nanner,

and some macadamia nut hershey’s kisses from my co-worker, who just returned from Hawaii, (lucky duck!).

And I also rocked a green halo all day.

After leaving work on time(!!!), I took off through the woods,

and to Grandmother’s house The Flying Goat I went.

I enjoyed quite a few treats,

tried to take in-focus pictures,

(oh wait, there we go),

and cheered on my zags.

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Oh, and by the way, we won. Thankyouverymuch. Saturday, I am anxiously awaiting your presence.

Do you watch college basketball? Which team are you rooting for in the NCAA tournament?