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Archive for February, 2015

Friday cooking

…so, so far, I am about 8 recipes behind in my recipe promise. I at least have started to page through some of my cooking magazines, and will be able to sacrifice some to the gods of decluttering! The recipe I want to share today is another salad, a Middle Eastern salad, called Fattoush

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The ingredients are

  • ½ each a yellow and a red pepper, diced
  • 20 baby tomatoes, halved
  • 8 radishes, sliced thinly
  • ½ an onion, chopped finely
  • a handful of celery leaves, roughly chopped
  • 12 black olives, pitted and chopped
  • splash of olive oil

Mix those ingredients on a platter, drizzle with the dressing, which is made by combining

  • 1 cup thick plain yoghurt
  • juice of 1 lime
  • 1 teaspoon fresh thyme leaves
  • 2 teaspoons salt
  • 2 teaspoons cinnamon
  • 2 finely crushed garlic cloves

Then sprinkle with some sumac, and drizzle with 2 tablespoons butter which you have browned in a pan.

It’s delicious and looks so beautiful! Even before the dressing. Serve with some toasted pitas or flatbreads to scoop up all the lovely dressing!

Have wonderful weekends! See you on Monday!

 

Exhaustion

…is a funny thing. I have really been pushing myself the last month, training, getting fitter and working hard at the hospital too. And I think the wheels are falling off. I feel exhausted! And it sapping my positivity that I have been trying so hard to maintain. Aitog! A never ending struggle.

This morning my alarm went off to go and run at 04h30, and I knew in my soul that there was no way I was going to be capable of putting one foot in front of the other – and that was jst to get dressed! So I canned that idea, blinked, and then my phone rang at 05h30 with a midwife on the other end who was over seeing a homebirth that was slowly going pear shaped. And I blinked again, and it was 05h55, time to crack on with the day. Oy! And so far today I have had  baby, done a clinic at the local state hospital and am now in the rooms, hiding away from the patients and the heat in my chilled-to-perfection office. Sipping an espresso, heaven forbid I forget the caffeine. One day I will have to compose an ode to caffeine!

Before I depart, I want to recommend a blog to you, written by a friend, the uber talented Mandy, this is one of the most exquisite pieces of writing I have read in ages – go and discover her art. http://mandycollinswriter.com/2015/02/25/a-walk-in-the-rain/

Thandi’s cycle tour

…was so sweet! She was entered in a 1.5km cycle on Saturday afternoon, but given that she is really not a very confidant cyclist, it was quite a thing. Charlie and I had to run along with her, and most of the time I had to steer to keep her out of the gutter. But despite coming second last, she is so pleased that she ‘won’ and got a medal. Sweet girl!

019 Before the race, getting ready.

022 Posing with her friend Charlotte. (Charlotte is nearly 6, so had a fast easier ride than T)

025With her Daddy, pedalling away! (with no one really visible around her anymore…)

So Saturday really was quite a day, a half marathon for me, a cycle tour for T. I even posed the question on Twitter that evening, if I took a bath, would it count as a triathlon? We finished the evening with a delicious dinner out with our friends, as we were all loadshat, A really fun filled busy day!

Wow run

…yes, I am well pleased with myself! I headed out in rain (lots of rain) on Saturday morning, after my friends had nearly all bailed on me, and ran my best half marathon yet! MJ and her man did make the trip out with us, and for that I am super grateful. We had an awesome run! I had chatted to my brother on Friday, asking him for some tips (my brother is a very experienced and was really good athlete in his day in or home town.) He said I should go out easy, tough hills were in the second part of the run, so I should save something for that. So, we lined up in the cold, dark rain on Saturday morning, and decided we would treat it as a bit of a training run. And we were off! After about 3kms I realised we were going quite fast, and I was a little nervous, was I going to be able to maintain this. But we did, and it just got better and better as the race progressed. The last km was tough, up a steep little hill, that nearly did us in, but we did it, and I ran a pb! Yay! The training is working! Thanks to Coach Mo from Soul Running!

And thanks to MJ, you have tremendous tenacity, and awesome capabilities! Thanks for the inspiration, thanks for the support!

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Friday, I’m in

..love! Remember that awesome song from the 90’s? Loved it.

The weekend is coming up – a half marathon for me, a 3km cycle race for Thandi, and nothing else on the horizon. Feels quite ridiculous, actually, not having a thousand and 50 things lined up. Maybe we will head out to the beach house for Saturday night, I think we will watch the weather and see. It might be nice to hide away from the world a bit. And I think we will work a bit on our France itinerary – starting to get quite excited!

*yawn

… after a 02h30 wake up and a 03h15 delivery, I am feeling rather worse for wear this morning. I was in bed very early for me – 21h30, read a bit, then slept like the dead, until that phone call. I see toxic caffeine levels in my future… I actually feel worse now than I did at 03h00! Oy! Maybe I should have just stayed awake and gone for my run at 05h00. Alas, I didn’t. (I do like that word, alas, I don’t think we use it often enough these days) Today is one of those days I can see heavy with involvement… Oh for a holiday!

Remaining positive

…in a sea of despair. I seldom comment on things like this, because I know I have unpopular views, but after seeing all the negativity after the SONA on Thursday evening, and watching the right wing social media machine jump into action, I feel like I have to say something. Yes, what happened on Thursday was a tragedy. A blow to our country, our emotions and our egos. But that’s really all. Our economy hasn’t taken the dive I thought it would, I even made the lady in France finalise my accommodation payment quickly on Friday morning. In fact, aside from in our press, there really hasn’t been much international response to Thursday. I have German friends who found a small piece on one of the German news websites, a few lines, and that was it. We are not unique, there was a much bigger punch up in the Ukraine parliament too, which has garnered a lot more attention.

The real measure of this crazy event will be  how we respond to it now. How will the ANC respond, how will the DA and EFF pursue it? And how we as a nation will accept, or not as the case may be, what unfolds.

I still believe in our rainbow nation, I still believe in the spirit that brought us out of the dark ages. I still love our beautiful country, our beautiful people. Yes, I am not naïve, I run with people, I try not to make myself a target, I keep myself and my family as safe as I can. Just like I will in Europe. And then I will come home, kick off my shoes and walk barefoot in my sun drenched garden, with my soul singing for my beautiful Africa.