Food Injuries and other related events

You know you're a foodie when you can't get a peanut butter jar open and injure your wrist pushing yourself beyond the limits to get to the buttery goodness.   Ouch.  It's been two days and my wrist is still sore.  But the toast with peanut butter and honey was worth it.

I think I'm going to register for a race soon.  Something small and fun.  Nothing extreme.  But I need some fitness goals I think.  Something to work towards.  And running is such a meditative thing for me in a lot of ways.  I'm excited to start again.  

Okay- that's all for now.  Ed just arrived with pasta, and that means Seacrest Out!