I went for a 40 minute blood circulating run this am. Nothing special and quite unspectacular and I will spare you my whining.
I have been inspired by the humble persimmon to dedicate a whole post to its numminess*. It is quite biblical in its beauty and looks so out of place in this day and age of mass produced, grotesque beastly looking fruit. They look like orangey tomatoes - plump and juicy. Be sure to buy them ripe because unripe ones are awful and cause your tongue to curl (and not in the nice way that kiwi's do however - the fruit mind you, not the people). Anyway, I have been eating 5-6 of them nearly everyday and am obsessed! They taste sweeter than a mango and so much better than the cardboardy tasting peaches that taste of nothingness most of the time. I have 8 left over and will take them over to my Mother's house so we can use half to make a fruit crumble and the rest for a tart. I cant wait!
As you may have noticed, I've been re-acquainted with the kitchen and the stove lately and it gives me as much pleasure as running. Its peaceful and I get to use my hands and be messy. The OCD in me makes cleaning up just as fun!
See how hard I'm trying to be upbeat about my lack of activity. I will get in 4-6 miles before the day is over. Be safe out there today!
*numiness - I couldnt say "yummy" till I was a bit older than I should have been, so always said nummy. It hasnt changed and now everyone says it :-)
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