Albuquerque · cooking · marathons · motherhood · Running

Applesauce

I made homemade applesauce for the first time yesterday, because what else are you supposed to do if you don’t have a fall marathon to run?

Kidding, kidding! Although I did realize that it’s been three years since my last marathon. Three years! That’s by far the longest I’ve gone between marathons since I started running them, back in…oh let’s say “Mid-‘W'”.

Surprisingly (to me anyway), I don’t mind that much. Yes, I felt a ping when a fellow blogger with a baby Caroline’s age went out and smashed her marathon PR. Yes, I sure do feel a little wistful reading about Chicago and New York and heck, just existing as a runner in the month of October.

But it’s okay. Realistically, it’ll be several more years before my next 26.2, but I will do it. In a recent interview, Joan Benoit Samuelson referred to the two halves of her running career as “Before Children” and “After Diapers” and I loved that. In the meantime, I will enjoy every drop of my single-digit mileage, and savor the steady, deliberate rebuilding of my strength and fitness. After all, what in the world is the point of being a marathoner if you can’t see life as a marathon?

Anyway. I made applesauce. The real reason: it was cold and damp outside, which had me craving something warm, simple, and seasonal. APPLESAUCE. And it satisfied my cravings beautifully.

Best of all, I gave some to Caroline, and she loved the stuff. The kid is turning into an apple hound. I’m fine with that.

Speaking of Caroline, she is CRAWLING! I get all excited just writing that! She started last week after being on the cusp for what seemed like months. When it finally happened, well…what I felt rivaled any PR that I’ve ever achieved. I can’t remember the sounds that came out of my mouth, but I think there was shrieking and crying and borderline-crazy laughter. It may have been my favorite motherhood moment thus far.

And her favorite places to crawl? Anywhere she can try to pull herself up. I want to tell her to pace herself, but those 10-month-olds, man, they never listen.

Happy Wednesday, everybody.

P.S. Four apples peeled, cored, and chopped. Three-quarters of a cup of apple cider. A quarter cup of brown sugar. A half teaspoon of cinnamon. Cook over medium heat for 15-20 minutes. Mash to desired consistency and enjoy!

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