Ensalada

After my run yes­ter­day I went to Dave’s and made myself a sal­ad and grabbed a Brae­burn apple. It was what my body was crav­ing, so appar­ent­ly I need­ed some iron [the major­i­ty of the leafy greens were spinach] and sundry oth­er ruffage. It dis­ap­peared in no time. When I was work­ing over the sum­mer at Notre Dame, I used to take my lunch break and dri­ve over to the Martin’s in Mishawa­ka with one of the guys on the ND cross coun­try team who lived next door to me in the ath­lete dorm. There was a very lim­it­ed and some­what cost­ly DH option, but the Martin’s sal­ad bar was a near­ly nev­erend­ing source of rel­a­tive­ly cheap and fill­ing health­i­ness. Espe­cial­ly when I didn’t want to make tuna mac in the com­mu­ni­ty kitchen.

Last night I also pur­chased some choco­late morsels, because I real­ized I didn’t have any­thing to bake with. So I antic­i­pate cook­ie bak­ing in the near future.