Here is the window of a junk store on my way to work. Apparently, it was Diana Ross day today. Who knew?
So, hey! What do ya know? I actually did run this morning and it felt wonderful. I've missed my old friend, running.
Tonight I decided to try my hand at making a veggie version of French onion soup for tomorrow. I'm also making Ceasar salad from scratch. I gave myself an hour to make the broth, like they said in the recipe I printed off the web - carmelizing onions takes a long, long time. The only problem is that I'm a little sensitive to onions...And when I say a little, I'm lying. I'm CRAZY sensitive to onions and it took me twice as long just to cut them up. I had to keep taking breaks to wipe my eyes with a towel, go into another room to give them a rest and then start again. Oy!
Anyway, the extra time I spent means I won't go to bed early enough to get a run in tomorrow morning. It's okay. It's only Tuesday. I have plenty of days left to run, swim and hopefully ski this week. In the mean time, I better go stir a vat of onions and it will all be worth it when I'm dining on a lovely hunk of crusty French bread, soaked in wonderful oniony broth and covered with Swiss cheese. Yum.