subtitle: no. that does not mean you need to run a single step. we all need the carbinfusion sometimes simply for the sake of comfortcarbloading.
I wear a lot of hats: blogger, writer, web & graphic designer, mom, and most relevant to this post: wife of a marathoner. We eat reasonably well, and as a family we’re pretty active, but our big weakness is Italian food. Happily, my husband runs a marathon at least once a month (81 total at last count), so we always have a good excuse to enjoy some pasta.
Sure, as spectators we technically don’t need to partake, but we’re willing to take one for the team if it means one of us can run a bit farther, or faster, the next day. Lately, Mr. Marathon has been eating Chinese food the night before his races (he swears by the salt content and stomach-settling effects of the rice) but the following recipe has also long been a favorite in the Stuperb household:
Ingredients (measurements need not be exact):
2 tablespoons olive oil
1 medium onion, finely chopped
2 cloves garlic, minced (fresh is best!)
28 oz canned or fresh crushed tomatoes
½ teaspoon dried oregano
1 teaspoon dried basil
1/8 teaspoon pepper
8 oz ziti (or penne), cooked and drained
1 cup shredded mozzarella cheese (we use a lot more)
(We usually double the recipe.)
We also include 6-8 links of mild or spicy Italian sausage, peeled, crumbled and cooked in olive oil.
Heat oil in a large skillet. Add onion and garlic; sauté for 5 minutes. Add tomatoes, oregano, basil, and pepper; bring to boil. Reduce heat and simmer for 20 minutes. Place pasta in a shallow casserole dish; stir in sauce. Sprinkle (generously, if you love mozz as much as we do) with cheese. Bake uncovered for 30 minutes. Let stand for 5 minutes before serving.
Since we usually double the recipe, we end up with two dishes in the oven. Often, we do one with sausage and one without for our vegetarian friends.
That guy must need a ton of carb-loading to keep up his hectic running schedule
which all made this newrunner think BETTER YOU THAN ME.
ok, running peeps & those married to the running addicted: is this an affliction? do you see yourself as a running widow(er)/as having morphed your spouse into a running widow(er)?
or are the miles logged & the stress REDUCED the glue which keeps your marriage together?
And the ziti? Miz is having a LOT of company for Thanksgiving. Im definitely whipping this one up at some point during the extended visit.
To carb-load for our extended couch sits.