Last weekend my wife and I dropped our baby girl with my mother and headed to San Antonio to have dinner with an old high school friend who I haven't seen since....well high school. I'm still totally working the Paleo diet (a week and a day now) so the Mrs. got online and found Fogo De Chao which is a Brazialian steakhouse. You basically hit the salad bar to start and when you get back to your table the Gachos start circling your table with all kinds of delicious meats until you can't eat another bite. I had never heard of such a thing but she some how knew that was the place to go. It's a little early to call it love but it's definitely a strong like. So much so that, I was considering picking my parents up Saturday after I finish the Prickly Pear 50K and driving back to San Antonio. However, my mother is 9 pin bowling at 4 PM, so I would have to finish under 5 hours climb right in the truck and book it in order to do that. This has me thinking that lunch will be at the Antler?
I wonder how interactive cavemen were during their meals. Did they discuss what they hoped to accomplish outside the cave during the day at breakfast, how their day was going during lunch, or their dreams and aspirations for the future at dinner? In my mind, I can't really conceive it but it's a fact at some point in our evolution we began to do all of these things during our mealtimes. At some point in our history, mealtime became an opportunity to create an atmosphere of community. I think that is why some people turn to food for comfort. For them, food helps them relive that sense of community which is a feeling of safety, happiness, and acceptance. If that's to deep, then maybe it's just enough to say that we had a great dinner reunion.
Running WOD: 8x200M sprints (controlled effort due to the fact that the concrete was slippery. No nee to brake a leg the week of the 50K).
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