Big miles

Well. October got it done.

Running is always an individual thing, I know. I’m sure for some people, 232 miles in a month is peanuts, but for me, it’s a lot!

I think having a December marathon on the agenda lit a little fire under my ass last month. No more impromptu lazy days. No more skipping workouts in favor of pajama pants and TV. No more drinking one too many beers and feeling like crap the next day and using that as an excuse to lay around and eat potato chips. (Oh, the sacrifices.)

Anyway. For all I know, Kara Goucher’s toddler is running circles around me, mileage-wise, but I feel pretty good about last month. It was a solid month.

351 miles to go until 2011 in 2011!

Tonight’s dinner was completely fashioned out of things already laying around in my refrigerator and it happened to be delicious:

Baked double-dipped chicken fingers. Dipped in buttermilk and rolled in crushed Ritz crackers and shredded Parm. Twice.

The result was a delightfully thick breading that readily soaked up the honey mustard sauce I whisked together for dipping. I realize that this chicken is basically a low-rent version of Shake ‘n Bake, but that’s okay. Sometimes, it’s just food.

I selected a brew from my home state to go with dinner:

This Gale Force IPA, from Scuttlebutt Brewing Company in Everett, WAwas ever so slightly…soapy. And, um…soapy is generally not a quality that I look for in a beer.

Seriously though…I thought I was going crazy until I looked the thing up online and saw that I wasn’t the only one who got a little hint of Irish Spring in this bottle. It didn’t ruin the beer entirely for me, as there were some other more pleasant sensations rolling around in there too: good carbonation, a little tart granny smith apple, just a hint of pine… and OH HEY a really cool label featuring a tarty mermaid….

But overall I have to give this one a pass. Whether or not I need to wash my mouth out with soap is a legitimate point of debate, but I don’t need my beer to do it for me.

Bottom line: Skip it. (Purchased at Total Wine, $1.75/12 oz)

Well, it’s past my bedtime, so I’m out. At least Scuttlebutt took care of mouth cleansing for me tonight; I don’t even need to brush my teeth!

Good night!

11 responses to “Big miles

  1. Yeah, so 232 miles in a month is huge in my book. Nice work!

    Can I just say (for like the tenth time in the last few months…) that I wish I could have even a crappy soapy beer. I’m so going on a late-January bender.

  2. IPAs are gross anyway, so what’s a little soap taste? 😉

  3. That’s a lot of miles! Way to go! I make chicken fingers the same way except I use corn flakes or oatmeal crumbs. So easy!

    • I’ve never tried corn flakes…I’ll bet that would be delicious though! Just a little bit sweet.

  4. I haven’t made “baked fried chicken” in forever, thanks for reminding me about it. I’ve never tried it with Ritz either, I usually just use panko bread crumbs, but Ritz sound freaking fantastic.
    And Scuttlebutt is one of my favorite words ever. It makes me feel all old-timey when I say it like I should drive an antique car and wear a fancy hat and cheer for women’s voting rights.

  5. Love the cracker baked chicken. I did one with cheddar pretzels once that turned out decent. Ditto what Brit said about the beer 😉

    Also, I don’t want to live in a world where 232 miles in a month is not a lot. Nice work.

  6. I know it’s all relative, but your running stats put me to shame. Honestly, nice work!! Your beer review has me tempted to try and find this beer just to learn what “soapy” IPA tastes like. Alas, I probably won’t find it here in small-town MN so I won’t have to worry about not liking it. 😉

  7. Damn, that’s a lot of miles! Good job! I can’t say I’ve ever gotten notes of soap in a beer…weird. Must be a tough one to move- I bet it’ll go on sale soon.

  8. that is a GREAT month – nice job!