Given the weather lately, and I had a round of sickness, and taking some time off at the end of the year since I reached the mileage goal (I know, all of these *excuses*).
Anyway, today was the first time in awhile where I’ve done a round trip bike commute. 30.4 miles.
I arrived at home feeling rather famished, as in the “I could eat a horse” sense. So I proceeded to test that theory.
I started off with a protein shake, which consisted of a scoop of protein powder, some pear-sauce, a spoon of peanut butter, some flaxseeds, and soy milk.
I drank that while I ate the other half of H’s TJ margharita pizza. After that I spied a fresh loaf of “cinnabon” bread. Having never seen this before, I decided it would be good to give a couple of slices a home in my stomach. Butter included.
Feeling almost there, I decided to cap it off with two full sheets of graham crackers, each with a generous helping of nutella on them.
I’ve just finished a big glass of highly watered down OJ (4:1 ratio) with an Advil and am feeling much better.
Weird how hungry you can get off of not all that much exercise.