Growing up & growing older, I’ve always been plagued by leg cramps, usually in my calves, but occasionally in my thighs. Usually they’ll sneak up on me when I am asleep – nicely relaxed & warm, then I make that oh so wonderful stretch that is one of the joys of waking up slowly. Then WHAM! I leap naked from bed, trying to find someplace ice cold on which to put my foot, lean to strecth out the muscles, grunting as the muscle spasms, but trying not to wake up my bride. It doesn’t usually work – the not waking my bride part, so she giggles at my naked agony, while whispering concerned words over a lecherous smile. Any way you look at them they hurt like hell. This morning, while doing my leg workouts, which involves hauling 20 lbs weights up an above knee height stand, fifteen times per side. I was having a little bit of a problem with my left knee where I broke it a number of years back, so I was favouring the damn thing when suddenly the bottom of my right calf twisted into a knot you couldn’t tie with a rope makin’ machine. Oh my …, sonova …, & numerous other expletives that brought absolutely no relief. The only saving grace is I wasn’t naked & my bride wasn’t watching. In any event I am totally hobbled today, which is something that hasn’t happened for quite some time. I’m thinking that maybe muscles that are conditioned are less forgiving when you do stupid things, like drink too much whiskey & tequila on Friday night & paying for it three days later. Welcome to the late 50’s. Ughn!
Part of the road to fitness (it’s really more like an intercontinental freeway), is diet. When you start, your PT (physical torturer) sets you up with a diet plan, which if you’re anything like me, you promptly ignore, because hey, I eat pretty healthy. Or so I thought. Anyway, one of the things Rich recommended was this product called Quinoa (pronounced Keen-Wah). I know you can get it at Save-On or Nutter’s – don’t know where else. It’s kind of like rice, but not, kind of like barley, but not, and kind of like a legume, but not. Anyway, look it up – it’s not a brand name – I’m not selling snake oil here folks. Anyway, Rich was pushing this as being really super healthy. So I promptly ignored him. Then one day my beautiful bride comes home with this crap that she tried at our daughters & said she really enjoyed. So what the hell eh, let’s give it a shot. Word of caution, it is very very bland if you just cook it in salted water. But let me tell you, if you cook it in chicken broth (Campbell’s – comes in a box, like my wine) & add a little green onion, WOW. What an absolutely wonderful taste sensation. Plus it’s super healthy – go look it up – I’ve got no time for healthy hints. Now it comes in different colours, which I think actually produce different flavours. So far the tri-colour is my favourite, but I’m officially open to new flavours of this stuff. Anyway, instead of my usual bitchin’ ‘n moanin’ I thought I’d share this little tidbit with y’all. Enjoy.