<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6565638003703078166</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 06 Sep 2024 08:01:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Clean Eating - The Power of Floof Compels You</title><description></description><link>http://thepoweroffloofcompelsyou.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (mydogisarobot)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6565638003703078166.post-660572670274887193</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2014 20:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-04-09T13:57:06.006-07:00</atom:updated><title>Shoes for Spartans?</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
So Reebok has made a shoe designed for obstacle course racing. &amp;nbsp;It looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;
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THE REEBOK ALL-TERRAIN SERIES. BUILT SPARTAN STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;
Born from the trenches of Spartan Races, the Reebok All-Terrain Series is strategically designed with drainage ports that drain water quickly and easily and 360 degrees of traction to shed mud…..The shoe that can handle any abuse a Spartan can give it so you are unstoppable on any course.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
You&#39;re going to go through some water in a Spartan Race, so hey, water drainage is probably a good thing, right? &amp;nbsp;There&#39;s a video, too:&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://thepoweroffloofcompelsyou.blogspot.com/2014/04/so-reebok-has-made-shoe-designed-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mydogisarobot)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6565638003703078166.post-8316528593871040415</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2014 05:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-03-12T22:56:03.941-07:00</atom:updated><title>Spartan Sprint 1/26/2014 Review</title><description>&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;How I normally roll.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I am a weightlifter.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Not a bodybuilder or a powerlifter, but a weightlifter.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This means that I’m interested in maximally
performing the snatch and the clean and jerk, the two weightlifting movements
seen in the Olympics.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you’ve never
seen these lifts before, they go pretty quickly.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Like, ten seconds quickly.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m not a great weightlifter but it’s my
sport of choice and I enjoy it very much.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;As such, running a few miles through the mud is sort of the opposite of
what I regularly do, yet fate found me doing exactly that about a month ago at
a Spartan Sprint in Temecula, California.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If you aren’t familiar with the Spartan Race, it’s basically
a trail run with various obstacles throughout.&amp;nbsp;
There are three lengths of Spartan Races: Sprints (3+ miles), Supers (8+
miles), and Beasts (13+ miles).&amp;nbsp; Keep in
mind that these distances are rough estimates, as sometimes you’ll get a little
more than you bargained for (as I was to find out during our race).&amp;nbsp; The terrain is varied, but it’s likely that
you’re going to be running on trails and through mud and basically getting
pretty messy.&amp;nbsp; The obstacles are varied –
walls to climb over, sandbags to carry, tires to flip, weights to hoist, to
name a few.&amp;nbsp; Further, the obstacles vary
from race to race; you won’t know what they are until you get to the race,
though all of the possible obstacles are known so you can at least prepare for
all of them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As part of my weightlifting training, I’ll sometimes throw
in odd-shaped implement work with sleds, farmers’ walks, and tire flips, to
name a few, so the obstacle portions of the race were appealing to me.&amp;nbsp; But in the 365 days prior to the race, I am
not sure that I ran three miles cumulatively, so the running from obstacle to
obstacle was much less appealing.&amp;nbsp; Sadly,
the organizers of the race did not have a golf cart option so there was no
getting around the running.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I had the great fortune of joining a team with three
complete strangers and one not-so-complete stranger who are all, as it turns
out, pretty great people.&amp;nbsp; Our wave left
the starting gate at 11:15 (waves of up to 200 people begin every 15 minutes) and
it wasn’t long before we found ourselves soaked and covered in mud.&amp;nbsp; I had run an obstacle race before this
Spartan Sprint but I was largely unimpressed with it: much of the course was on
a bike path and the obstacles were boring and repetitive.&amp;nbsp; The Spartan, however, was very
different.&amp;nbsp; The only time we got near any
sort of paved road was when we went over it as part of an obstacle.&amp;nbsp; And the obstacles themselves were largely
super fun.&amp;nbsp; Among other activities, we
carried sandbags up and down a hill, crawled under barbed wire, flipped tires,
threw spears at giant hay men, and hucked ourselves over numerous walls.&amp;nbsp; Although the race ended up being almost four
miles long (apparently race organizers are not afraid to take advantage of that
“+”), I still had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is not to say that there isn’t room for improvement
with how Spartan races are run.&amp;nbsp; If you
fail to complete an obstacle, you are told that you cannot try it again but
instead must do 30 burpees.&amp;nbsp; This means
that if you lose your grip on the monkey bars, you are told to do 30
burpees.&amp;nbsp; If you miss hitting the hay man
with a spear, you are told to do 30 burpees.&amp;nbsp;
If you lose your footing on the log hops, you are told to do 30
burpees.&amp;nbsp; This is in direct conflict with
the reasoning for entering an obstacle race.&amp;nbsp;
For many of us, we choose this sort of activity in order to see if we
can do something that we previously could not do.&amp;nbsp; Can I scale that wall?&amp;nbsp; Can I climb that rope?&amp;nbsp; Can I flip that tire?&amp;nbsp; If we try and fail and do not try again, what
have we accomplished?&amp;nbsp; For those that
compete in the Spartan races to earn cash and prizes, the 30-burpee penalty
makes sense, but for those of us who are running a Spartan to push ourselves
beyond what we were once capable of, the burpee penalty does not make sense.&amp;nbsp; If a person decides that they cannot complete
an obstacle, a “burpee alternative” seems fair, but as a punitive measure, 30
burpees are not motivational.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Furthermore, race staff at the obstacles were insistent in
reminding us that if we failed at the obstacle that we’d be subjected to the
burpee punishment. &amp;nbsp;Contrary to what some
believe, the threat of a punishment is unlikely to help people perform a given
task well.&amp;nbsp; Further, while in the
presence of others, people are less likely to perform well on a task in which
they do not excel.&amp;nbsp; For many, the
combination of the threat of punishment and feelings of social evaluation present
at each obstacle is a recipe for failure.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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(As a side note, this is not coming from a place of
bitterness, rather from my experience as a researcher in motivational
sciences.&amp;nbsp; I successfully completed all
of the obstacles; the only burpees I did at the race were done in order to
“share the burpee love”, i.e., help my teammates with their burpees.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I think that the experience of running a Spartan race would
be a more motivational one for many if the race organizers revisit the burpee
policy.&amp;nbsp; First, I would like to see
participants allowed to retry obstacles.&amp;nbsp;
I understand that this might cause a backup at the obstacle, so perhaps
a solution to this issue would be to send a participant to the “back of the
line” if they wish to retry an obstacle.&amp;nbsp;
If they don’t want to attempt the obstacle again, they can then do the
30 burpees.&amp;nbsp; Second, race staff should
not threaten participants with burpees as a punishment.&amp;nbsp; Instead, they should focus on encouraging
those in the race to try their best and give tips on how to complete the
obstacle if they are having problems.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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If you’re thinking of running a Spartan race, here are some
suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Run with a team!&amp;nbsp; A
team gives you the opportunity to show off your scrapes and bruises to one
another, help each other with the challenging obstacles, and, most importantly,
have someone to talk to during the running.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Pull, pull, and pull some more!&amp;nbsp; Moving something away from you is a pushing
movement.&amp;nbsp; Moving an object closer to you
(or moving yourself closer to an object) is a pulling movement.&amp;nbsp; There are a lot of obstacles that require
pulling strength so make sure not to neglect this movement.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Run some hills!&amp;nbsp;
Running hills is great for conditioning and your race might just have a
hill or three, so it’s best to be prepared, right?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
Despite the running and the constant threat of burpees, I
had a fantastic time at my first Spartan Sprint and have been cajoled into
tackling a Super in the upcoming months.&amp;nbsp;
Either the race organizers need to include that golf cart option or I’m
going to need to add some running to my training.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://thepoweroffloofcompelsyou.blogspot.com/2014/03/rockyroaaaaad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mydogisarobot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs2FgX0AtDpUYkgjRI52EiYZGqQxmnlDNHDQJOAKsloOuU6luNqUcSqZkcdpkIeZyjz2U7oLGQ5TrRsMvVtO63KUV9DJDDZCQJ24Apm-CaP-OyPSN48am5nPDIs24a8kRJW4PSc2IxhTQ/s72-c/SlothAndChunk-goonies6.gif" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6565638003703078166.post-573216458395634398</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 16:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T14:12:43.947-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Top of the Mountain?</title><description>Where to go from here? Maybe tweak the balance of the ingredients, but this omelet was pretty stellar. Five egg whites, one whole egg, mozzarella, olives, spinach, turkey bacon, and guacamole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe the exterior, ingredients just barely peeking out, letting you know just what you&#39;re getting into without falling all over the plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAKjDipo6UHVdoeysz45tYhyuT9xY6D5YbY7nIVKLdnXL0Aj1RXa3DyzHW_3Q1283qBJWfGMo1a0sq7_tK9O6lHJ5WgWQe6EIqe96wjn92UBBlARCIDZ0v5uwhu7aadOWVpqJggiq4rCo/s1600-h/2008-06-12-Breakfast_Omelet_Mozzarella_Olives_Spinach_TurkeyBacon_Guacamole-0001_50per.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211409640564720386&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAKjDipo6UHVdoeysz45tYhyuT9xY6D5YbY7nIVKLdnXL0Aj1RXa3DyzHW_3Q1283qBJWfGMo1a0sq7_tK9O6lHJ5WgWQe6EIqe96wjn92UBBlARCIDZ0v5uwhu7aadOWVpqJggiq4rCo/s320/2008-06-12-Breakfast_Omelet_Mozzarella_Olives_Spinach_TurkeyBacon_Guacamole-0001_50per.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, marvel at the cross-section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211409957700806322&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBbgLsDItQcTWYwLIj7aQnUeZoF0jc4kFnk-c7DQQ1l2QX4KdWqBSYbRJYZ-kdTd6fJ32WTCk9S3ztxh1QtM4RIClFpr9ptOoSPUOKLheJA_40ehS-2lENr4AJtdxeOlgPO49I4TxdF5s/s320/2008-06-12-Breakfast_Omelet_Mozzarella_Olives_Spinach_TurkeyBacon_Guacamole-0004_50per.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; I have some ideas for future omelets, but this one is right up there as one of my favorites. There&#39;s a fair bit of prep work involved, given the number of eggs and the turkey bacon, but it&#39;s totally worth it. I made a similar omelet yesterday with mushrooms and tomatoes, but it was a bit too overloaded. I think this one nailed what I was looking for.</description><link>http://thepoweroffloofcompelsyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/top-of-mountain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mydogisarobot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAKjDipo6UHVdoeysz45tYhyuT9xY6D5YbY7nIVKLdnXL0Aj1RXa3DyzHW_3Q1283qBJWfGMo1a0sq7_tK9O6lHJ5WgWQe6EIqe96wjn92UBBlARCIDZ0v5uwhu7aadOWVpqJggiq4rCo/s72-c/2008-06-12-Breakfast_Omelet_Mozzarella_Olives_Spinach_TurkeyBacon_Guacamole-0001_50per.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6565638003703078166.post-6625542473897613559</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 05:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T14:12:44.285-08:00</atom:updated><title>2008-04-25, Breakfast - My Love For Chard Knows No Bounds</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Edit: On reading the title a third or fourth time, I almost changed it to &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.viewaskew.com/movies/clerks/berz1.mov&quot;&gt;MY LOVE FOR CHARD IS TICKING CLOCK&lt;/a&gt;!&quot;  Maybe next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1FAd4d0xRvSPgtTN7-WrVv9bAVaBfz6wawgyvI_JhBfjLeD_m29UKJr0CHPAMs1By7i9K8jNnSe0uO0kkoNMG_MsXFJccZlTIW69fTFxWZ04lwVC4VWi8hAyUV5AAp8gKxxuwTPc7T4I/s1600-h/2008-04-25-food_breakfast-0001_Omelet_33per.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1FAd4d0xRvSPgtTN7-WrVv9bAVaBfz6wawgyvI_JhBfjLeD_m29UKJr0CHPAMs1By7i9K8jNnSe0uO0kkoNMG_MsXFJccZlTIW69fTFxWZ04lwVC4VWi8hAyUV5AAp8gKxxuwTPc7T4I/s200/2008-04-25-food_breakfast-0001_Omelet_33per.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194159260412228802&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It should be readily apparent that I have a serious &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.whfoods.com/genpage.php?tname=foodspice&amp;amp;dbid=16&quot;&gt;chard&lt;/a&gt; jones.  It&#39;s like my anti-green eggs and ham.  I would eat it with some fish.  I would eat it while listening to Gish.  I would have it on my porch.  I would have it with a Thorch (channeling Dr. Seuss, here).  I would have it here and there.  I would have it anywhere.  Here I have it with eggs.  I especially like red chard, both for its visual vibrancy and its fabulous flavor.  You see what I did there?  A double-dose (ooh, triple!) of alliteration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPUlMHyC4y-RQH24URrYDoTGkjP1umspIJKXgoafvoYcKgfF2210B8xPjkM0UDMEA2m2DGEWyV9yo9BOE0xhhe-75EH8BcOWfqX96C8TWz6_m4-oBODLRGEuVYeLH5a1hk75YWhJMIRM/s1600-h/2008-04-25-food_breakfast-0006_CottageCheese_33per.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPUlMHyC4y-RQH24URrYDoTGkjP1umspIJKXgoafvoYcKgfF2210B8xPjkM0UDMEA2m2DGEWyV9yo9BOE0xhhe-75EH8BcOWfqX96C8TWz6_m4-oBODLRGEuVYeLH5a1hk75YWhJMIRM/s200/2008-04-25-food_breakfast-0006_CottageCheese_33per.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194161167377708242&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have recently grown quite fond of cottage cheese as well.  I mix my cottage cheese with something or another - nuts or fruits work quite well.  In this case, I mixed in some &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.croftersorganic.com/products/product_displaysuperfruitsprUS.html&quot;&gt;Crofter&#39;s Superfruit&lt;/a&gt; along with a dash or two of cinnamon and was quite pleased with the results.  I also really dig freeze-dried fruit with cottage cheese.  Very tasty.  I&#39;m looking forward to my next carb refill day this week where I&#39;ll be mixing some Kashi in with the cottage cheese, probably both regular GoLean and GoLean Crunch! (the ! is in the name of the cereal - I&#39;m not adding it for emphasis, though I do love its flavor and texture so).  I have a feeling that this amalgamation will bring me very close to achieving cottage cheese nirvana.</description><link>http://thepoweroffloofcompelsyou.blogspot.com/2008/04/2008-04-25-my-love-for-chard-knows-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mydogisarobot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1FAd4d0xRvSPgtTN7-WrVv9bAVaBfz6wawgyvI_JhBfjLeD_m29UKJr0CHPAMs1By7i9K8jNnSe0uO0kkoNMG_MsXFJccZlTIW69fTFxWZ04lwVC4VWi8hAyUV5AAp8gKxxuwTPc7T4I/s72-c/2008-04-25-food_breakfast-0001_Omelet_33per.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6565638003703078166.post-3614569772678690513</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 03:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T14:12:44.564-08:00</atom:updated><title>2008-04-24 Lunch - Turkey Burger on Portabella</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqFZmETKMuibYjjJj5KIof42yju-sfRqiQEV8OB7W_knt9rFGJZToQIzyCtWt8YwV6bWzdIaJq8Ooo5i0hizIR00az4FMYGmKbRdjyhmUxJ13ckKqnFgNmCu5rQFPTtzynYBnFOsAUuq4/s1600-h/2008-04-24-food_lunch_TurkeyBurger-0011_25per.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193392896512701570&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqFZmETKMuibYjjJj5KIof42yju-sfRqiQEV8OB7W_knt9rFGJZToQIzyCtWt8YwV6bWzdIaJq8Ooo5i0hizIR00az4FMYGmKbRdjyhmUxJ13ckKqnFgNmCu5rQFPTtzynYBnFOsAUuq4/s200/2008-04-24-food_lunch_TurkeyBurger-0011_25per.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a serious love for the portabella, especially when it&#39;s been in the oven for a bit and has had time to soak up some extra virgin olive oil. Turkey burgers are a serious favorite of mine, especially when it has been cooked up like this: melted mozzarella with broccoli and salsa on top. Throw some red chard between the turkey burger and the portabella and we have lunch, ladies and gentlemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A burger this good deserves a second picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLu_N8f0bV9GtgaPjugNqZZ9ntXpk5xIxObzMm9IlZ6tCmC0wBhT5emgV6-YjhlnF53F7hLLySGmSKaS3iDOiY2xGD4w1rxc3m12JLU_QtO-2CAfgjN79_93XRVywH66YRNXVP5j3_UI0/s1600-h/2008-04-24-food_lunch_TurkeyBurger-0006_50per.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193395490672948402&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLu_N8f0bV9GtgaPjugNqZZ9ntXpk5xIxObzMm9IlZ6tCmC0wBhT5emgV6-YjhlnF53F7hLLySGmSKaS3iDOiY2xGD4w1rxc3m12JLU_QtO-2CAfgjN79_93XRVywH66YRNXVP5j3_UI0/s200/2008-04-24-food_lunch_TurkeyBurger-0006_50per.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLu_N8f0bV9GtgaPjugNqZZ9ntXpk5xIxObzMm9IlZ6tCmC0wBhT5emgV6-YjhlnF53F7hLLySGmSKaS3iDOiY2xGD4w1rxc3m12JLU_QtO-2CAfgjN79_93XRVywH66YRNXVP5j3_UI0/s1600-h/2008-04-24-food_lunch_TurkeyBurger-0006_50per.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://thepoweroffloofcompelsyou.blogspot.com/2008/04/2008-04-24-lunch-turkey-burger-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mydogisarobot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqFZmETKMuibYjjJj5KIof42yju-sfRqiQEV8OB7W_knt9rFGJZToQIzyCtWt8YwV6bWzdIaJq8Ooo5i0hizIR00az4FMYGmKbRdjyhmUxJ13ckKqnFgNmCu5rQFPTtzynYBnFOsAUuq4/s72-c/2008-04-24-food_lunch_TurkeyBurger-0011_25per.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6565638003703078166.post-7798331288350953707</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 19:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T14:12:44.719-08:00</atom:updated><title>2008-04-23, Lunch</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAmFUGezho5g1x7ci2uvyAkDh_1fxksNXFkh5Ly06PXiUXF7e1T5AP5JCO-9YEM9dDHldMhgUnOF5jcg2iIqDJ-vi6ZLtJVmTPnc9dCG5tDiDBtc414C3DQuVZgSS8KA9i73lGohSsag/s1600-h/2008-04-23-Lunch-SoyMustardAhi.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192897025358509138&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAmFUGezho5g1x7ci2uvyAkDh_1fxksNXFkh5Ly06PXiUXF7e1T5AP5JCO-9YEM9dDHldMhgUnOF5jcg2iIqDJ-vi6ZLtJVmTPnc9dCG5tDiDBtc414C3DQuVZgSS8KA9i73lGohSsag/s200/2008-04-23-Lunch-SoyMustardAhi.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cooked up some Soy Mustard Ahi yesterday. Simple, healthy, and, most importantly, incredibly tasty. No, tasty doesn&#39;t do it justice. Really, really freaking great. Since yesterday was a carb refill day, I made my sweet potatoes to go with the Ahi. I usually eat the sweet potatoes with ketchup, but I didn&#39;t think the ketchup would pair well with the Ahi, so I struggled to find another condiment to eat with the sweet potatoes. The mango habanero in my fridge probably would have done fairly well, but it&#39;s quite sugary so I&#39;ve been avoiding it. As it turned out, the soy mustard glaze I used on the Ahi was pretty good on the sweet potatoes, so I just went with that. Cucumbers and red chard thrown in there for good measure along with a sautéed red onion disc.</description><link>http://thepoweroffloofcompelsyou.blogspot.com/2008/04/jasons-kitchen-2008-04-23-lunch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mydogisarobot)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAmFUGezho5g1x7ci2uvyAkDh_1fxksNXFkh5Ly06PXiUXF7e1T5AP5JCO-9YEM9dDHldMhgUnOF5jcg2iIqDJ-vi6ZLtJVmTPnc9dCG5tDiDBtc414C3DQuVZgSS8KA9i73lGohSsag/s72-c/2008-04-23-Lunch-SoyMustardAhi.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>