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I seem to have neglected this otherwise brilliant topic, so here's our next endeavour:

Cottage-cheese dumplings

Hungarian cottage-cheese is a bit different from the ones you can buy in the US, but I think any type will do. If you happen to find ricotta that's also fine.

So, mix approx a pound of cottage cheese, 2-3 whole eggs, sugar to taste, vanilla-sugar or vanilla extract, a pinch of salt, a tablespoon of flour and approx a cup of semolina ( or farina, Cream of Wheat, grits....you know what I'm talking about). Add as much of the latter as needed to make the mixture hold together. If the cottage cheese is of the drier type, you might want to add a  little sour cream, too.

Heat water in a big pot, add a little salt, and when it's boiling, form small balls of the cottage-cheese mixture with wet hands and put them in the water. Don't cook too many at once.
Cook them for about 5 minutes, but at least until they start floating in the water. If you want to make sure they're done, take one and cut in half. If the inside is solid and has holes in it, then it's just fine!

Heat breadcrumbs with a tablespoon of butter in a large pan until golden and roll the dumplings in. Serve hot, with sour cream and castor sugar/granulated sugar.


yeah, a bit old picture :)

2009.05.23


( Wedding ... )

I went out running this morning whilst there was still a definite fug in the air. A smell from Bonfire Night last night I reckon.

I took this run as Marathon Training Plan practise. That is I tried to run it at the 7:48 pace that they recommend in the first 4 weeks. Hard to be consistent though even with Mr Garmins help!
In the end I got a bit fed up of it to be honest and just ran the rest of the 8.5 mile route out.
As for the training plan (Smart Coach from Runners World) that's due to start next week, I may take the pace timings with a pinch of salt.

Or am I missing the point?

(x-posted to runners)

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Алена и Игорь.



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Feeling bit rough on this one today.

Didn't put the extra Dartmouth route into it. Bit of a headache and feeling roughish after Chinese last night- not good to run on, although did taste okay last night!

Bit drizzly this morning which combined with the motorway lights etc lit up the footpaths in a shiny, reflective way through the valley. Quite cool really. Had the headtorch (in me hand!) but didn't need it that much. Not bad run, just a bit heavy.

Now just got to eat and get through the day, also heavy!

Саша и Ира сыграли свою свадьбу три года назад. Еще тогда они говорили мне, что собираются венчаться. Наверное, с этим решением, действительно, не стоит торопиться...

19 июля 2009
Венчание.


( +++ )

I received this from my aunt after about a zillion forwards. I wanted to share it with you all.

Is there a magic cutoff period when   offspring become accountable for their own actions?  Is there a wonderful moment when parents can become detached spectators in the lives of their children and shrug, 'It's their life,' and feel nothing?
 
 When  I was in my twenties, I stood in a hospital corridor waiting for doctors to put a few stitches in my daughter's head.  I asked, 'When do you stop worrying?' The nurse said, 'When they get out of the accident stage.' My Dad just smiled faintly and said nothing. 
 
When I was in my thirties, I sat on a little chair in a classroom and heard how one of my children talked incessantly, disrupted the class, and was headed for a career making license plates. As if to read my mind, a teacher said, 'Don't worry, they all go through This stage and then you can sit back, relax and enjoy them.' My dad just smiled faintly and said nothing. 
 
When I was in my forties, I spent a lifetime waiting for the phone to ring, the cars to come home, the front door to open.  A friend said, 'They're trying to find themselves. Don't worry, in a few years, you can stop worrying. They'll be adults.' My dad just smiled faintly and said nothing. 
 
By the time I was 50, I was sick & tired of being vulnerable.  I was still worrying over my children, but there was a new wrinkle. There was nothing I could do about it. My Dad just smiled faintly and said nothing.  I continued to anguish over their failures, be tormented by their frustrations and absorbed in their disappointments. 
 
My friends said that when my kids got married I could stop worrying and lead my own life.  I wanted to believe that, but I was haunted by my Dad's warm smile and his occasional, 'You look pale. Are you alright?   Call me the minute you get home. Are you depressed about something?'


Can it be that parents are sentenced to a   lifetime of worry? Is concern for one another handed down like a torch to blaze the trail of human frailties and the fears of the unknown? Is concern a curse or is it a virtue that elevates us to the highest form of life?
 
One of my children became quite irritable   recently, saying to me, 'Where were you?  I've been calling for 3 days, and no one answered I was worried.' I smiled a warm smile.   
The torch has been passed.

 PASS THIS ON TO OTHER WONDERFUL PARENTS.
(And,to your children. That's the fun!)

Спасибо ttn_ostrovskaya за её замечательные идеи, которые нам очень помогли в процессе съёмкок этого праздника.


( Смотреть весь альбом )

Wedding Anna & Ilnur from Andrew Podgorny on Vimeo.

Don't worry, we did not get it (yet)

I'm writing about it because I need to make a decision and I hate decisions with a passion. I've just learnt that the state provides the swine flu vaccine free of charge for all kids aged 0-14 in the country. I just need to say if I want it or not. And the problem is, I don't know.

I'm not a big fan of vaccinating kids against all sorts minor stuff, but this flu-thing is getting somewhat scary. Of course, part of it can be blamed on the media...

So, yeah, dunno.....need to make up my mid until Friday. Do you vaccinate?

(on a side note: my Dad has heart disease and gets the flu-shot every year. This year, he got both shots and got pretty badly ill with something flu-like about three days later....bummer)

Not quite as excting as it sounds...

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/17968746

Check out the shape!Ha ha!
Well it should have been destined for failure this run, but it felt pretty good. I forgot to drink the rest of my cup of water before going out?! I also didnt take any water with me! So by the end I was getting kinda desperate and a little shaky, but made it and am fast rehydrating now!

Definitely a hat morning, but past that, not too cold.

All good

Роман и Катерина.
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So, as everyone who follows the dailies knows, I ran/hiked a trail race on Saturday, in Hungary. It's called Red85 because the course follows the red-marked trail across the Pilis and Visegrad mountains and the Buda hills. The name is a bit misleading as the distance is actually 88.5K and it is considered a tough race with the 10500ft. of elevation gain on a rollercoaster of hills the whole way.

I got up very early to catch the bus into the city, then took the subway and suburban railway to the start. The start was at the railway station, at the foot of the hills basically. Hikers could start 6-9am while the runners' start was at 9. I arrived quite early, so had plenty of time to chat, change into running gear, decide on drop bags, get increasingly nervous :) Then we got to register and after the organizer's little welcome speech we were off.

(I decided to wear long tights, two layers of tech shirts, and my New Balance trail shoes. I had a windbreaker and a spare tech shirt in my hip bag, plus sent a polar sweatshirt with the hubby of a friend to a later checkpoint for the night. We were expecting temps below freezing.)

We started out slow with four of my friends, trotting up the first of ohsomany hills to get out of the city and up into the woods. Unfortunately, my circulation and legs weren't happy with the extremely steep uphill start , so I was quickly left a bit behind. They waited for me at one of the turns and I told them not to worry about me and just go at their pace. I did not see them again except for one guy who dropped back to me a bit later and stayed with me for the whole race.

The first checkpoint was on the top of a big hill with breathtaking views(480meter elevation gain over 8K)

source:http://www.flickr.com/photos/zsoolt/

The way down the hill was a narrow and steep path with tons of rolling rocks, but I simply love downhill running, so I quickly caught up with the above mentioned one guy from our original team. From here it was always me first on the downhills and him on the uphills :) The autumn foliage was simply indescribable, I wish I had taken a camera to capture that beauty! (I've been searching online, but couldn't find anything even slightly similar...)

The whole story would probably be pretty boring for people who are not familiar with the area and even more boring for non-trail runners, so let's see the interesting / important points with pictures:

The first fuel stop was at the third checkpoint, at 29K distance :) From there we had a 415meter climb over the course of 4kilometers to the next point


and another 200meters over the next 3K up to Dobogókő summit (this place appeared in one of my previous adventures, if anyone is inetersted it's here)


There we realized exactly how damn slow we were. Bare 37.3K and 1600meters of elevation took us 6hours...HAHA plodders :)

As it was already 3pm it was getting increasingly cold, so we did not spend too much time at the checkpoint, but started the long descent only to start climbing again a few kilometers later :) The sun was already setting behind the mountains, so I put on my windbreaker and adjusted as needed (it was funny: walk -->zip up, run-->zip half down, steep uphill-->unzip completely,tie around waist) Needed the headlight too.

In the prevous years, the 7th checkpoint -fuel stop (55K) was a smallish restaurant and hikers could go inside, warm up, and got a bowl of hot soup. As we were approaching that point, my buddy was talking about how awesome it would feel to sit down and stretch in the warm cosy place. Then we reached the place and there were only a couple of guests having coffee in there. We asked the waiter and it turned out this year the restaurant did not serve as checkpoint, instead there was a tent a hundred meters away in the parking lot...talk about disappointment...At least there was hot soup! (but I was still half frozen by the time I finished it no matter how hot it was and how fast I tried to eat)

Soon after that we met another runner which felt nice as I was convinced by then that we were DFL. (Also learned that two other runners got totally lost and dropped out after 50K. ) He decided to stay with us instead of going alone in the pitch dark forest.

After some pretty steep and tiring climbs and descents we reached a valley where the trail went along the edge so we had to be careful. Not going to lie, it was awesome in a weird mazochist way. Fallen trees were lying across the trail, the whole way was uphill and all we could see were the patches the dim light from our headlights could expose.

Another hill later we reached the biggest fuel-stop that was located in the parsonage of a medium-sized town (the second of the two inhabited places on the course). I picked up my sweatshirt here, drank some tea, had a sandwich, and marvelled at the fact how such a small thing like a water-closet in a heated building can make someone happy if it comes in the right time :)
I'm not saying it was nice to go out from the well-lit, warm room to the pitch dark and freezing temps, but we didn't really have a choice there. 23K to go. Yay, just a bit more than a half marathon, isn'it? Sure, just with 800meters of elevation gain and two big hills :)
Also crossing the narrow-gauge railway a couple of times(it was pitch dark, so it just meant tripping over the rails :)
source: http://www.railpictures.net/

Also managed to get lost a bit, but luckily we met a hiker and he told us to go back because there was a secret checkpoint we missed. Kind of him! We knew there would be several secret points,especially on this last part, because too many people try to cheat. (which I never understood...why on earth would you fool yourself?! how can one brag about their achievement and show off their 85K badge if they cut several kilometers off the course and cheat?? anyway...)

The last hill and the last checkpoint before the finish:




then down these cute stairs

source: http://www.omniplan.hu/Hiking/

The last 2K was the worst, I swear. All downhill, steep, VERY narrow path(gully), pricking bushes on both sides, tons of rolling rocks and small stones mixed with fallen leaves, everything glittery with frost (=pretty, but messes with the light so you can't see the rocks before stepping on them)
I literally whimpered at times when my messed-up left ankle rolled, so I was glad it was only 2K of this horror and a little asphalt to the finish.

Aaaand...we finally reached the finish! Nice warm whatever building with lots of hikers and the smell of cooked sausage and hot tea = heaven :)

Got our certificates and badges (they will post the medals, because there were 47 runners and the organizers only expected about 20) and sat down to eat and chat. Had to spend two hours there waiting for the first bus that took us into the city, then I took the tram and subway and waited another hour for my train home. 2.5K recovery walk later (from the station to my house) at 8 am I finally got home.

Hubby wasn't happy with that and I didn't want to mess with him more, so just took a quick shower and fooled my body and mind into believeing it's just a normal morning and I had just got up fresh and strong LOL :) I helped hubby saw and stock up firewood, took care of the pets, and did all sorts of work around the house. He had to leave for work in the afternoon and I thought I might sleep a bit, but wasn't that sleepy so postponed that and just hung around plus did a bit more housework indoors. At 10pm I realized I had been awake for 41hours straight and went to sleep :) 11 hours of sleep later I got up fresh but a bit sore. No running today, but I need to go to my IT course and that means a 3.5K brisk walk.

Lessons learned:

- 88K on hard terrain is too much for me right now (to run, I mean) :)
- my NB shoes ARE heavy, bulky and only good for hiking (but for that they're great)
- I don't need too much food for runs, but need to eat small portions regularly and drink
- I should not try to keep up with faster people at the beginning of a long run...
- Discuss basic logistics with hubby even he doesn't seem to be interested!
- do more trail running, because it's hundred times more fun than roads :) (I already knew this, of course)
- Definitely do this race next year!!!

Hardware: bib, itiner, certificate and the badge in the middle :)