Marble cake, red-white.

Running is like a dentist visit, readers will find Achilles Patrick: Both takes a long time, hurts, and finally one is happy if it is over. Achilles-reader Kathe lust after it sometimes treats, which she already has a few years ago due time.

 

Every runner who has time on Sunday morning by a so-called long run through a civic area home is gone, knows this experience.

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From the open kitchen windows and extractor hood installations beat him - sometimes by producing excess saliva - cooking smells from the different Sunday roast opposite.

Depending on the home and social living patterns may vary, particularly well-spread but the scents of liver with onions, steak, baked potatoes, rolls and goulash.

These smells make training due to a carbohydrate-depleted runners stomach (from the empty store in the liver and muscles, not to mention), whereupon his owner this particularly clear and painful pinches and this may loudly commented, even if you are meat for a long time from his diet has deleted . That is not me.

Not just on Sundays, even during the week I am going with an empty stomach on the stalk. Most is in the second third of the run, if my home is already almost smell it, but the final ever fiercer kilometers ahead of me, a strange fantasy one. Rarely is it the same, and I am always anxious to know what idea my body by surprise this time.

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This affects me, suddenly and unexpectedly, for example, the illusion of a currywurst sweet with a lot of ketchup, or the idea of a giant piece of marble cake. This morning it was a thick breaded and fried in butter fish fillet the size of a Klodeckels. Lauter goodies that I normally do not eat and just surprised me.

Why my body feels the need to things to which he has been absolutely no more should know? Does my stomach about a memory? I can with the best will not imagine that these foods contain nutrients that a runner at this moment
requires: Majo with fries, roast pork with thick sauce and Kartoffelklößen, cream cake, cabbage rolls, onion cakes, Graupeneintopf, pasta salad ... so early in the morning?

Never has to fulfill these desires, as the latest in the shower, I seem so desirable and I forget just hot milk on a coffee and a spoonful of cereal.