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Trail running

Posted on August 14, 2005 Written by Diane

A while back my running bud Rob and I decided two things: a)we were going to run a race every month, to encourage us to keep up the weekly running, and 2)we weren’t going to run any of the big, popular races, like Bay To Breakers or Wharf to Wharf, because there’s too many damn people at those things and the run becomes No Fun Whatsoever. You spend most of your time elbowing other people out of the way.

We’ve been doing various local events, like the HP Up and Running race. But then Rob, who is Mr. Gung-Ho Runner at the moment, discovered Pacific Coast Trail Runs. He did one in Pacifica that I felt completely unprepared for, since I barely exercised in July, and he said it was really hard but a lot of fun. So I signed up to do the Big Basin Redwoods run with him.

We did the 9km route.

I have never done a harder 5 miles in my life.

The total elevation rise was 980 feet: it felt like a couple of miles, straight up. At one point, as we slowly made our way up the hill, I was thinking, I just paid an organization to let me hike in a public forest. My shoes got dirty. I got dirty. I had to leap over bogs. We watched for tree roots on the path to avoid twisting an ankle. We serpentined down extreme inclines. This was no like run I’d ever been on.

Yesterday I took a nap—I don’t know when the last time I needed to take a nap for mileage under 10 was. I took a bath in epsom salts last night. This morning my quads are killing me.

I’ve signed up for the Mt. Diablo run. The 8km one—I’m not crazy.

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The one that really got me yesterday during the middle of my endurance run was: this is the route that the people doing the 50km route finish up on. After they’ve done 41 km, they do our loop up and around.

For those of you without a conversion calculator at home, 50 km is 31 miles. They had a total elevation rise of 5,925 feet over the same kind of terrain we had: not paved, with lots of irregular surfaces, tricky tree roots, and more bog than you could shake a stick at. In other words, they were doing more than a marathon over trail climbing over a mile vertically. And there’s no damn medal at the end, no throngs of people cheering. Those are dedicated runners.

Guess they’re really tired of the overpopulated runs.

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Pasta and meatballs in sauce

Posted on August 12, 2005 Written by Diane

I know, you’re like: where are the essays on current world events? Where are the personal illuminations of Diane’s current life? Where are the photos of the new wood floors?

Screw that: let’s talk food.

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One meal I make probably every week or two is pasta and meatballs. Not spaghetti and meatballs, because I let the kids pick out the pasta shapes they want and strangely enough, they rarely choose spaghetti. So this is more accurately “Wagon wheels and meatballs.”

And since you can probably follow the instructions on a box of (Di Cecco or Barilla) pasta by yourself, I’m not going to cover that part.

The meatballs I make are so tasty that this has become one of my favorite dishes. Beyond that, I now won’t eat meatballs at a restaurant—why would I? I can’t stand those big bready softballs any more.

This recipe for meatballs and sauce comes from Mark Bittman’s How To Cook Everything. Since this is how I make it now, this is pretty much a free-form recipe:

1 lb. ground meat (beef, lamb, pork, veal—sometimes I mix it up and do half-and-half)
1 tbsp. chopped garlic (or more…)
1 egg
1/2 cup matzoh meal
1/2 cup grated parmesan cheese
some chopped parsley
Salt and pepper to taste

The original recipe actually calls for bread crumbs instead of matzoh meal, but a)I have matzoh meal on hand, b)have you read the ingredients for commercial bread crumbs? Blech! and c)I am way too lazy to take out the Cuisinart just to make fresh bread crumbs.

Mix all these ingredients together. Use your hands. Just feel the gooey meat slipping through your fingers. It’s fun. It feels vaguely illegal.

Now comes the fun part: make very small meatballs. I think Bittman uses the guideline “walnut sized.” I think mine may be smaller than that: an inch in diameter, roughly. You’ll have quite a few meatballs when you finish.

Fire up Ye Olde Saute Pan. You’ll either need a)a big pan or b)to do this in two batches.

Pour in:

2 tbsp. olive oil

Get it heated up. Now, put the meatballs (or some subset thereof) into the pan. And don’t touch them until the side on the bottom has become a deep copper, on the verge of burned. If the meatball is only slightly grey on one side, leave it. Then rotate the meatballs to do the other sides so that you end up with a lovely dark copper meatball with a tasty, crunchy exterior.

Yes, I said “crunchy.” You are going for crunchy. None of this large soft bready softball crap. You want little crunchy golfballs, only smaller than golfballs.

Now it’s time to saute

one onion, sliced
one green pepper
one package sliced mushrooms

Or whatever other veggies you like in your sauce. Saute, though preferably not all at once. We want to see the brown marks on the sides!

Remove vegetables. Now put:


1 can 28-oz. whole tomatoes
1 tbsp. chopped garlic (or more…)
Some spice, like oregano
Salt and pepper to taste

into the saute pan. On medium heat, cook the tomatoes until they break down. This will take a while, and I like to help it along by breaking the tomatoes in half. You can also use a can of chopped tomatoes, I suppose. This step should take 15 minutes roughly.

When your sauce is nice and bubbly, put in the vegetables. Now you have to decide: do you want crunchy meatballs in the final dish? If you don’t, add the meatballs to the sauce. The liquid of the sauce will soften those crunchy sides right up.

Turn down the sauce and let it simmer. add:

1/2 cup grated parmesan cheese

This thickens the sauce and gives it a lovely salty taste. Stir the cheese in well. Put the cover on. If the sauce gets too “dry,” you can add maybe half a cup of water or a small can of tomato juice.

Make the pasta while the sauce simmers. Make garlic bread. Make more grated cheese for the finished dish.

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Joyeux Anniversaire a Moi

Posted on August 10, 2005 Written by Diane

Yup, it’s that time of year again. Another anniversary of my 29th birthday. That much closer to the warranty expiring.

Last night Sophia woke us up around 3 in the morning because she had a terrific ear pain (since discovered to be an ear infection requiring amoxicillin and pain-numbing drops, plus Advil for the fever). I more or less never went back to sleep (except when I managed to doze between 6 and 7), and I did a lot of thinking. About what I’m doing right now with my life, about what I want to be doing.

I’m actually exceptionally happy with my life. I know, it’s bad karma to actually say that aloud—whenever I’m in the market and see a magazine with a couple on the cover beaming about how happy they are, my first thought generally is, “Divorce within the year.” But I am still happily married to what’s-his-face, our kids are amazing —

(As Darin says, it’s a biological imperative to think your kids are great: you need to think they’re the bees’ knees so you protect them and keep them safe. Even though I know that, I still think they’re the world’s greatest kids.)

— we have a great house (albeit, still in the middle of getting the wood floors installed, which has us living with that “not quite moved in” feeling) in a wonderful town, and there are no problems looming on the horizon. I am extremely blessed to have wonderful friends and family.

My main problem these days appears to be inability to finish the rewrite of my novel. And on the scale of 1 to 10 of problems to have, that would probably finish around, I don’t know, 9.5, where getting the plague is a 1 and winning the lottery and immediately finding a sound financial advisor probably comes in at 10. It’s still a problem I want to solve though, and I’m figuring out how to do it at my own speed.

Of course, at the moment I’m sitting at home with my sickie chickie and not doing any writing at all. And tonight I’m going out with Darin for Date Night to celebrate my birthday. So I’m not going to solve that particular problem today. But you know what? For right now, at any rate, that’s okay.

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