Really Cookin'

No, I mean I was really cooking.

I was fixing dinner this afternoon and went for a run after I put the chicken in the oven. Had about 45 minutes to run, just enough to squeeze in a 4 miler and get my weekly mileage to 60.

Beautiful sunny day, nice clip, ran the Franklin Field loop with two laps around the track. Total was four miles, I didn't wear a watch and felt totally unfettered. . . free as a bird.

I got back and a golden brown, slightly crisp skin covered the juicy tender chicken. Perfect timing, although the gravy came out lumpy and coagulated.