Today started off like any other Sunday – nice and laid back. After my long run, I had planned on taking it easy. And then Jon posted this picture on his blog:
The first time Jon posted about donuts, I was able to restrain myself. It was just a fleeting mention of his love of all things October – cider, donuts, pie, etc. So far, so good. He mentioned them again a week later and again, I showed restraint. Then it got tougher. Not only did he mention donuts, but he and The Lazy Marathoner did a donut ride together. Thankfully though, he was thoughtful enough to not include any pictures so I was again able to restrain. However, this morning, he had to post about donuts yet again (with the above picture).
That’s it. I couldn’t take it anymore. I hopped on the bike and took of in search of some donuts. After 20 miles of riding, I ended up at Robinette’s Apple Haus and purchased these jems
That’s two sprinkle donuts and two cinnamon sugar donuts. I only ate two of the donuts, one of each kind. The other two, I pocketed and brought home for Jennie. Why?
Because I would rather not sleep on the couch this week. Because I love my wife.
After the donut stop, it was another 12 miles home where I surprised Jennie with the donuts. Before eating a donut though, we decided to go on a short run. At the end of the run, we were still about 3 houses away from home. I looked back to Jennie and all I said was, “Donut.” I didn’t even see her go by me. All I felt was the wind as she blew forward to our driveway. Nothing like a donut for a little motivation to finish strong.
Oh, and by the way. The donuts were AMAZING! They were still warm when I bought them an melted in my mouth.
Not the healthiest food, but it isn’t my fault. It is all Jon’s fault. At least that is the story I am sticking with!