I went for a nice, long (for me) (only slightly painful) run yesterday and an interesting comparison popped into my head. You ready?? Here we go - pain, the emotional kind, is like tofu.
Seriously, think about it for a second. In reasonable amounts, both of them are actually kind of good for you, but too much of either are ultimately harmful and can cause mood swings and extra mucus (EW.)
The flavor and texture of both is sort of gross and difficult to describe and in order to make your way through a heaping' helpin' of either you have to use some kind of individualized coping mechanism. Hot pepper, inappropriate jokes, soy sauce, running, tamari, excess wine, whatever. A strategy, you gotta have a strategy.
This, an idea for a Hipster Marathon skit and a recipe for a couscous salad type thing that I realized I can't make because I don't have any couscous all happened in the course of 3 miles.
I can't decide if I should change my running music or add more Baz Luhrman.
2 comments:
I don't like emotional pain, and I don't like tofu.
I kinda like tofu, does that mean I'm a glutton for punishment?
don't answer that.....
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