The problem with making home made bread on a regular basis is that nothing else will do. Brit makes her own bread, too, and I’m sure she understands.

Thursday right after work I started two batches of bread. I put them in the oven just before going on my run later, and Soccer Boy pulled them out when the timer went. He also mixed up a batch of chocolate chip cookie dough (my FAVOURITE) and I baked them up during the commercials as I watched Survivor.
I will have my love handles forever, or as long as my mixer works. If I didn’t run I would be a total blob!
ORN: Around the 5.2ish route in the dark. Shooped through tons of leaves. The muscles never really warmed up, and complained lazily through the whole thing. I think they were still miffed at all the work I put them through at the XC race last weekend.
Anyhoo, it’s Thanksgiving weekend here. We’re off to visit relatives and celebrate a big anniversary. Time to pack and get outta town. I WILL get in a run or two, in between turkey dinners.





The heck with the bread – my eye was immediately drawn to the cookies in the background. Those would last on my countertop approximately 6 or 7 nanoseconds.
By: Nancy Toby on October 8, 2005
at 1:03 pm
Bread? There’s bread in that picture? All I saw was the cookies too. 🙂
By: Jon in Michigan on October 8, 2005
at 2:07 pm
Ha, that’s funny! I never noticed the cookies until I read Nancy & Jon’s comments – I was alllll about the bread. I could easily eat a half a loaf of good stuff like that in one sitting!! It really is a work of art! 😀
By: Lara on October 8, 2005
at 4:37 pm
HAHAHA. All I saw were the cookies as well. Girl, what are you thinking – in the clear cookie jar, those would totally be gone in a blink if they were sitting on my counter. I have to HIDE the cookies and release them periodically or the entire house gets a cookie-high.
By: jaime on October 9, 2005
at 3:50 pm
AHH warm bread…..cookies don’t stand a chance.
By: brit on October 10, 2005
at 8:37 pm
[…] Wednesday was a rest day, but I had planned to run Thursday evening, in a repeat of last Thursday’s successful baking run. The weather was beautiful – I had no reason not to go, but I was very tired. I didn’t bake. I didn’t run. I was plastered to the couch by a tidal wave of lethargy. […]
By: All Downhill From Here » Excuses, Excuses on October 15, 2005
at 9:03 am