We have had many amazing adventures in our life, which unfortunately are usually connected with food of some kind. There are our trips to San Francisco that must include crab, sourdough bread, and a trip to Ghiradelli’s for a hot fudge sundae. Our vacations to Pismo Beach would not be complete without a stop at The Cracked Crab where they throw crab, shrimp, sausage, potatoes, and corn right on your tabletop…no plates necessary. Our car trip to New Orleans would not have been complete without beignets, po’ boys, bananas foster, and the all you can eat jazz brunch at the Court of the Two Sisters. For anniversaries and birthdays, our celebrations usually include a meal at a restaurant with family and friends.
Lately, Sean and I have embarked on a new partnership. First, I conned him into training and running our first half marathon at Disneyland. I think he may still be cursing me for this one. I dragged him out of bed three times a week at five in the morning to train with me, and despite not being a morning person, he came without much of a fight. We finished our first race together, crossing the finish line just a few minutes apart from each other.
Despite the fact that Sean has embarked on a new journey, biking, he continues to keep me company by riding laps back and forth so it still feels like we are in this together. The other day we traveled together over the back roads of Murrieta, Sean on his bike and me in my new Asics running shoes. At the end of this 6 mile trek, we met at a local eatery for a well deserved breakfast. The difference is that this time, instead of stuffing our faces, we shared a couple of pancakes, some sausage, and a side of fresh fruit. We will always enjoy our food. Heck, why else would anyone exercise? But now we realize that moderation is the key. We can have our cake, and eat it, too. Only now, we will be tackling one piece…together.