Another fabulous run this morning. My third so far, in case you're counting. This time was notable for three reasons: 1) I was running with someone, 2) we made it all the way to the bridge and back, and 3) we ran continuously. So chalk up 3 1/3 miles to me and my intrepid coworker. Now I can tell everyone that I ran over 5K before breakfast.
Hey, everyone: I ran over 5K before breakfast! (I should go post this on FB.)
I had a rather disheartening experience the other week: I attempted to give blood and was turned away because my count wasn't high enough. :( For those of you who have been with me for a while, you know just how much it means to me to donate blood. For those of you who haven't, being able to donate blood is a reflection on my own personal vitality--that I am vigorous enough to help physiologically sustain another person. Now, I certainly wasn't low enough to be back in the anemia range, but I wasn't high enough to do any good.
Do I just blast through iron? I feel like I eat more (since I intentionally eat iron-rich foods) and lose the same as an average woman. Perhaps I personally need to work a bit harder. At least I don't need to worry about the condition of having excess iron. My nutritional plan, therefore, is twofold. First, learn how to make a kick-ass Manhattan-style clam chowder. (Yes, I prefer Boston-style, but it's much more likely that I will have tomatoes on hand than milk.) Second, order some heart from my meat CSA the next time I have the option for add-ons. Heart has more iron than other muscles, and I've tasted it before, so I know I like it.
Meanwhile, I'm experiencing one of the drawbacks of eating seasonal produce. Kale is a winter green around here, so I haven't been eating it very often. (On the other hand, I get a little bored that kale is the only green at the market all through the winter months.) Instead, I get to partake of what is possibly the most beautiful vegetable ever, romanesco broccoli.