A Very Vegan Christmas

I knew it is was going to happen before it even began to not happen; it was risky to push, by saphire, every precious thing I had to do for the day into one morning and have great expectations for everything to come out on top of the cloud atlas, next to the man in the high castle, but I'm a risk taker, sometimes, though much more of a procrastinator, which usually equates to being risky, though I suppose far less noble if you compare the intent, and things turned out just as I had suspected: less than zero (in the running department at least). Today was supposed to be a 10 mile taper run, but falling on a holiday, "why it's Christmas day, sir", there just wasn't a wrinkle in time to spare in spending the hour and a half (to nearly 2 hours, depending on how every who down in whoville was doing) on an odyssey  away from the animal farm  that the run would require. It was somewhat of a catch-22 day, but I spent the morning instead of exercising to become the marathon man, preparing a moveable feast of tofurkey, with the last minute improvised addition of sweet potato wedges and asparagus to round out the veggie base. I immediately followed up with a special recipe I've perfected for vegan apple pie. It all turned out rather good, and though only myself and my aunt dug into the tofurkey, the entire family enjoyed the apple pie. So, things on the food front where somewhat successful. See for yourselves...

 Tofurkey with Sweet Potato Wedges & Asparagus 

That's Right! Sweet-Sweet Vegan Apple Pie

Now I feel terrible for missing out on my LSD run for the week, and though I had planned to take my 10 mile electric kool-aide acid test, like Jack Kerouac, on the road tomorrow, instead, all the forecasts are calling for heavy snow falling on cedars. Tender is the night, so even if the sun also rises, and I grab a breakfast of champions, I might not have the option. Though, I am slightly excited for the potential of going into the wild, where the wild things are, and sledding as an alternative to my normal cross training routine. We'll just have to wait & see what is the what come morning. So this is what I talk about when I talk about running, maybe white christmas is really a white boxing day this year...but who knows, in the snow, you get so alone at times that it just makes sense. 


Happy Christmas All!