I used to run on my high school's cross country team and I remember talking about (and getting) a "runner's high" - that dizzying feeling you get when your body starts to go a little numb and the muscles take over and just keep things moving forward. There's a certain level of excitement in this moment as you know how hard you are pushing yourself and you ignore your head that's busy whining about how much your feet increasingly hurt with each step. Through all of this, there is also a certain level of contentment and satisfaction that comes along in this moment when you realize all that you are achieving.
I think that this sensation translates to the kitchen as well. I've been on my feet for 14 hours straight now, chopping and slicing and piping things into cute little cream puff shapes. My mind is all over the place, my feet are sore and my wrist hurts, but I'm totally buzzing with a certain level of energy that is like no other. Is this what pure happiness feels like? Like clarified butter, have I strained out the nasty stuff and this is happiness? Or is this just a kitchen high? Is there such a thing? Is there a cool word for it, too? Or do just the runner's get to have all the fun?
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I am my own little world while I'm in the kitchen. I multitask, forget to finish my sentences if someones talking to me, and I just can't stop moving. Cooking is clearly my anti drug. :)
I think kitchen high is a real thing. I can spend more hours in the kitchen than I can anywhere else.
hahahah I LOVE your reference to clarified butter!!!!! Im going to chuckle about that one ALL day!
I completely agree with the idea of a kitchen high-and I am beyond thrilled that you are experiencing it to such an amazing degree!
In high school you were an incredible runner so I can just imagine how your body is "running" all around the kitchen. Good for you for finding life's happiness and all that it brings! Love reding your blog each day - keep it up!!
Totally agree! You used to run XC- we should run together! No but seriously, I have 13 hour days every day pretty much (leave at 615am and don't get home until 7pm) and I can't wait to dive into the kitchen and get cooking. It totally is relatable to a "Runners High!"
LOVE this post. You seem exhausted and happier than ever! :)
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