The Bad Berry

Otherwise known as... A Case of Funky Stomach on a Sunny Saturday

This morning started out perfectly.  I woke up, downed half a bottle of chilled water, donned running gear, and literally ran out the door.  The time was 8:00-- a bit late for starting a run in early September in central Florida, but I was committed.  Jennifer Lopez's Let's Get Loud played in my ears, and I was raring to go.  And go I did.

The sun was too bright.  The heat too... you get the idea.  I had to stop once and walk for about a minute, but I started up again and finished... I wouldn't say strong but I wouldn't say weak, either.  I just finished the three miles I set out to do.  And that's okay.

After stretching and refreshing with more water, I took my customary post-workout cold shower, and dressed for the day.  My mom had left a whole package of fresh raspberries in the fridge as a breakfast treat. 

There are perks to sharing my apartment with my thoughtful mother until her home is once again inhabitable.  Groceries are a sizable part of those perks.

I washed the berries and ate them with gusto, utilizing one of my tiny Mikimoto forks that make a casual meal something grand and wonderful.  Really.  It's just a fork.  But it's so small!  And made by Mikimoto!  (Yonchan, my Japanese mother, gifted me a set of five for Christmas a few years ago.)  I still keep them in the box, and after I've washed and dried the fork, the utensil returns to its silk-lined home. 

Embracing the little things is truly what makes ordinary daily living, extraordinary, don't you think?

Anyway, a couple of hours later I steamed some organic broccoli and roasted the last of the blue potatoes I had gotten BOGO at Publix last week for lunch. 

The day has been full of healthy, good food, which would normally be fantastic.  Except for one thing:  I've had this strange tinny taste in my mouth that I can't shake ever since lunch.  I roasted the potatoes on a foil-lined cookie sheet, which might account for the metallic taste.  I'm wondering if I accidentally ingested a bit of aluminum foil and what that might do to my body, besides give me a funky taste in my mouth and an odd-feeling stomach. 

So... I figure it's either that, or I unwittingly swallowed a bad berry, which is also possible.  One never knows.