After a double workout session last week—Bar Method then River Road run—Bec and I foraged at Trader Joe's in Edgewater, NJ. First we beelined to the sample station for a few bites of mini quesadillas. Then we each bought a snack to eat while we shopped, trail mix for me, a peach for Bec. 
Even though this morning’s walk to the gym required a long-sleeved shirt, we haven’t given up on summer just yet. And neither has our local farm share. In fact, the CSA seems to have finally hit its stride.
On Saturday morning, I came home with more vegetables than any other distribution this summer. In order to figure out what to do with them all, I had to lay the bounty out on our picnic table to take inventory.
After racing at the HyVee Triathlon last year, I knew the odds of finding healthy, gluten-free meals in downtown Des Moines were slim. The few restaurants within walking distance of my hotel catered to the 9 to 5 crowd and were closed on weekends. I subsisted on the free hotel breakfast and a jar of peanut butter. 
