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Today’s Running Tip: There will be no running tip today!
24 years ago I celebrated my first Thanksgiving in this country. I spent it at Denny’s. Yes, the place that claims to be “Always Open”! And it was indeed!

I had just arrived “fresh off the boat” a month prior and really had not the slightest idea about this holiday. The concept of turkey, stuffing and the Macy’s parade was still as foreign to me as Pumpkin Pie. In fact I was so oblivious that I did not even know this was a holiday until I woke up that Thursday morning and realized my host parents were not leaving for work. Instead they were seated in front of the TV watching huge balloons pulled by humongous floats through the streets of New York City. I could not imagine anything more boring!!!
We lived in Chester Springs at the time, a small enclave about 30 miles north west of Philadelphia. Not much else was going on that day, which was OK as were packing to go out of town for the long weekend. Although I found it a bit odd that we had to watch the entire spectacle of the parade first before we could actually leave for our drive up north to Marlboro, Massachusetts – another exciting place! But by this time I had already learned that things worked a bit differently in my new home and I did not question intentions any longer. With my parents we would have been packed, the car loaded and the sandwiches and snacks prepared the night before in order to be on the road at the crack of dawn. Not here. We watched the endless parade, then started packing, and finally got on the road late afternoon. We took the scenic route through New York City, still buzzing from all the parading and since it was dinner time before we even hit the Massachusetts state line I got to enjoy my first Thanksgiving dinner at Denny’s. And no, I did not order their “Thanksgiving Special”.
When we finally arrived at my host parents friends’ house in Marlboro it was way past late o’clock but it was then that I met Jacqui and Barry. Little did I know at the time that they would become friends for life! With countless Thanksgivings spent in each other’s company after we had all moved to California. If we had had a chance to look into the future back then on that cold Thanksgiving weekend in New England – when I was still wondering whether I had made a mistake coming to this country – what would we have done with that insight? Let’s just say that it is probably a good thing that we couldn’t get a glimpse of what lay ahead, even though it worked out very well for all of us. We are definitely different people from the ones that met on that snowy driveway 24 years ago, trials and tribulations for all of us, highs and lows, that thing called “life”, allowed us to evolve. Jacqui lives back in the UK now and Barry lives in Italy, Tuscany to be exact (I KNOW!), and we do not get to spend as much time with them as we used to and want to but our friendship has endured and remains strong to this day. A friendship both David and I are grateful for. They are family!!!
Since we moved to the desert our Thanksgiving always starts out with the annual Turkey Trot on El Paseo, where we meet up with old friends and catch up on the year that has passed us by. Usually we are blessed with lovely weather, sunny skies and warm temperatures. In fact we usually have the best weather in the nation this time of year and consider ourselves lucky when we see the weather map for the rest of the country.
So this week it is only fitting that I list the things I am thankful for this year and of years past:
Today’s Running Tip: Run a local Turkey Trot!
If there is a Turkey Trot scheduled in your neck of the woods be sure to sign up and run it. Turkey Trots are usually 5-K races, easy to prepare for and great fun to get out in your community and meet up with other local runners. Not to mention the added benefit of burning some calories before sitting down for the Thanksgiving Feast!
Food! It is on most peoples’ minds most of the time. As for me, it has always been a struggle to actually remember eating. My mom used to tell stories of endless battles of wills from the time I was able to eat solids. Often times my grandfather had to assist by making funny faces and distracting me from the task at hand while my mother shoveled nutrition between my mostly clenched jaw. Most of the time however I spat whatever actually landed on my tongue back out, or so I am told.
Although thinking back to the days of my earliest childhood memories and looking back on my life ever since, I was probably not being lied to.
Meals in Germany are big! The day starts off with a substantial breakfast
and is followed by the main meal around 12:30pm
For someone who has always hated feeling full, growing up in Germany could be considered torture (take that Gitmo prisoners!). My mom, meaning well, and trying to get “some meat on my bones” insisted on feeding me properly every.single.day. starting with endless varieties of the above pictured breakfast. And yes, you guessed it, lunch that consisted mostly of meat, potatoes in various forms and vegetables. It was usually cooking by the time I came home from school and sent me into a daily tailspin of rebellion. Needless to say my most favorite meal of the day was dinner, which is a surprisingly light fair in Germany. Usually an open faced sandwich.
This upbringing has had a lasting impression as I do not eat a proper breakfast nor lunch to this very day. The day I moved out of my parents’ house was the last day I sat down for a breakfast and lunch that had to be eaten with a knife and fork. And to this day I refuse to eat boiled potatoes and usually stay away from cooked vegetables, although I do love them “in the raw” and in a salad. I am telling you, childhood truly does a number on you!
I do like to go to restaurants, but more so for the social aspect of being with friends and having a good glass of wine and except for the occasional treat meal at Arigato or Ca Dario food is really more of a means to an end than something I cherish or even enjoy.
When I became a serious runner I realized fairly quickly that I needed to find a way to feed myself properly while remaining my sanity. I became a “grazer”. Instead of full meals I eat smallish snacks throughout the day. I have the hardest time putting food into my mouth first thing in the morning, but have learned over the years that I should not run on an empty stomach, especially when going out for a long and/or strenuous run. Hubby always makes a week’s worth of whole grain pancakes on the weekend which I store in the fridge for a quick bite first thing in the morning. I usually put some organic unsalted peanut butter on top. After trial and tribulation they seem to be working best. If they are not available I usually eat dry cereal, chased down by a couple spoon fulls of peanut butter and a swig of Gatorade.
After I get home I usually start the day off with a cup of herbal tea before I let the daily grazing begin: there is always a banana with peanut butter somewhere in the daily meal plan, the rest varies. Left over brown rice or pasta from the night before, a handful of almonds or trail mix, cheese and crackers, oatmeal with fresh fruit, a smoothy with soy milk. In addition I drink anywhere from 1.5 to 3.5 liters of water (it’s hot here!). You get the picture. It is colorful!
Dinner depends on the running plan for the next day. The night before my weekly long run I always have whole wheat pasta with vodka sauce and caprese salad. Always!!! Once I had a friend talk me into going out for Mexican food, a decision I paid for dearly the next day on my 16 mile run. These days I willingly cancel all social plans to have this specific meal, cooked at home.
The rest of the week is more flexible. Since we live in SoCal we grill a lot. Fish and lean meats, corn, sweet potatoes (not regular ones!!!) and other fresh delights. And I every night I finish my meal with three pieces of fresh seasonal fruit.
One thing I never do is cut out entire food groups and fall for fad diet ideas. As a runner you need fuel from all sources, including fat. And carbohydrates are your best friend. Personally I love carbs and have never ever restricted my intake. Carbohydrates provide both quick and long lasting energy and should make up about 60 – 65% of your daily intake. Protein will help repair tissue damage and assist with recovery. 15 – 20% of your daily intake should come from lean protein. Last but not least there is “fat”, and yes, you do need it, in fact you should take in 20 – 25% of fat per day. Be sure to choose low saturated fats, fats you find in nuts, fish, and certain oils.
If you stick with basic guidelines you will be well on your way to the finish line!
Today’s Running Tip: Running and weight loss!
If you took up running in order to lose weight, keep in mind that running does not give you the freedom to eat whatever you want. You still have to burn 3600 calories to lose a pound of weight and, depending how hard you are running, for every mile you run you burnapproximately 100 calories.
Steve Jobs, February 24, 1955 – October 5, 2011
“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure – these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart. … Stay hungry. Stay foolish.”
~ Stanford University commencement address, June 2005.
Today’s Running Tip: There will be no running tip today!
Out of the mouths of babes:
Today’s Running Tip: Running your first race!
Even though you might think everyone around you will be able to tell that this is your first race, you can be assured that no one cares! One thing about runners is that they are a very supportive constituency, most just want to share in their joy of running and help other runners out. We don’t discriminate against any level of runner!