bruised

I checked my ankle this morning and discovered a bruise. It's a small one, and it's faint, but it's there. No half marathon for me tomorrow.


To get my mind off of my injury (and yes, I am pretty down right now -- I guess I spent the past week hoping for some kind of miracle, and now it's absolutely apparent that nothing is going to change), I went to Petaluma Pie and got a brunch pie -- spinach, egg, potato and cheese. Yes, it had gluten in it. Whatever. This was an emergency situation.


I love pie. I love the people at Petaluma Pie. Every time I see Lina, she says: "Didn't I come to your house to deliver a pie? That was so sweet of your friend to call us!" And then we start talking about how amazing pie is. Seriously, I believe it may have healing powers.

After that, I went home and spent the afternoon making veggie burgers from the Mark Bittman book. The ingredients: Kale, cannellini beans and sweet potatoes spiced with cinnamon and nutmeg.


They turned out pretty well. A little crumbly, but delicious. Not bad for my first-ever attempt at veggie burgers.

And now: Time to break out the markers and posterboard. If I'm going to be a spectator tomorrow, I might as well do it right.