I checked out several books on baking and while reading them have been instantly overcome with a desire to make cookies. An hour later the odors of cinnamon and carmelized sugar waft out the kitchen door. In the past week I have made oatmeal raisin, chocolate chip, pink cupcakes, birthday cake, and two loaves of bread. Then in a moment of weakness, I picked up a raspberry pie at Kroger. The thing weighs 2 pounds and I am the only one in the house who will eat it. In spite of running three times this week I have gained weight.
My new resolution: No more reading cookbooks. Instead I will check out gardening magazines that feature new varieties of lettuce.
I did sign up for several 5K road races next month so I can't quit.