I needed to whip up dinner in a hurry and went with this:
By popular demand, here is the recipe from my latest kitchen adventure:
I thought I’d give everyone a peak into our newly stocked refrigerator - because lets be honest, eating makes up half of my job as a pro triathlete.
My friend Sue sent me this photo of me at the finish line in New Orleans. Raising the roof. Elated to be finish, because any finish is worth a celebration.
It kind of all went down hill after that. Too much good food on Bourbon Street, a late night, then being cramped in an airplane coming back to Montana. I got off the plane and felt like I had been hit by a Mack truck.