
the ones above are actually pickle halves and not my preference of sandwich slices, but due to the snowstorm in Clemson earlier this term, halves were my only option, and as I eat strickly claussen kosher dill, they had to do. my mom likes to make pickles with the copious amounts of cucumbers from our garden and is personally offended when I politely decline her homemade pickles, but I just like to stick to what I know, hence why i opted for halves instead of another brand of sandwich slices.
Either way, there has been a series of google-ing session investigating the cause of these post run cravings for pickles, and nothing of value has come up. Apparently pregnant women crave pickles (I'm not pregnant...) and sometimes people drink pickle juice to cure/prevent muscle cramps (I never drink the pickle juice, and I don't get muscle cramps). I suppose the jury is still out on this one, but whatever it is about those pickles, they've been getting me through some powerful runs these last few days!
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