Thursday, August 13, 2009

Insurance Cookies


I've been swearing off sweets but last night was an exception. I can be a bit, er, demanding (to put it lightly) when dropping off Torch for my Ironman tune-up. Last year, I brought them homemade brownies as a peace offering. This year? After dropping off Torch with a laundry list of (mostly needless) things to do to him, I went home and started baking. (The guys at B&L were able to convince me that it was ridiculous to take off 2 perfectly good $100 tubulars and replace them for fear of not being able to get them off on race day. Solution? Pocket knife!) I realize I get a little weird during my taper. Today, when I went to pick up Torch, I delievered, much to their delight, two batches of chocolate chip cookies! I received many hugs. I call them my Ironman Insurance cookies! And, yes, I succumbed and ate a few last night. It would have been bad luck not to, right?

6 comments:

jameson said...

good call... the guys at B&L are the best around and will be stoked about the cookies. i hook them up with insurance beers!

Wes said...

damn straight, and brilliant too I might add...

teacherwoman said...

Dang those cookies look great! :)

Grey Beard said...

...the "taper trembles"?

Tri's DTs? :D

Renee said...

Very smart idea! They look fantastic!

Colleen said...

I love it! :) And it totally would have been bad luck to not taste them first! :)

You're going to do great!