Confession: I went running today, but not a lot. It was really for just a minute. OK, maybe two. I was walking the dogs (I have to walk them separately, because if I’m walking them alone I can’t handle both of them at the same time), and it was so gorgeous out that I couldn’t help but want to run. Bogie was going at a trot, so I said to him, “you want to run a little bit?” Of course he immediately picked up the pace and the two of us ran for a minute until he got distracted by something (most likely somewhere that another dog had peed), and we stopped.
Despite it’s lack of distance, the run was amazing. But shortly after we stopped, I kept feeling the same twinge in my knee that I’ve been feeling over the past month. Not as bad as it once was, but it was still there, and there was a slight pain, nonetheless. So I guess it’s a good thing that I’ve just given myself a break. In the morning, I’ll be making a call to my doctor to try and get an appointment to have it looked at.
In other, more uplifting news, by the time you read this it will be St. Patty’s Day! Despite the fact that I can’t run, my appetite has not been lacking, and it hasn’t been very forgiving on my waistline. I started off my morning by thawing out my peanut butter pancakes (because us Irish LOVE our pancakes, lol), but this time smeared some vanilla Greek yogurt over them and topped them with a half a banana.
After breakfast, I was very productive, cleaning the house. Bogie even decided he’d give vacuuming a try after I finished cleaning off the counters (literally, not figuratively).
See how he’s actually pushing it with his nose? I swear, he’s the smartest dog ever! I’m pretty sure Bella was off snoozing somewhere. You’d think that Bogie was the 2-year-old, not a senior dog!
While I cleaned, JP prepared the corned beef to make over the stovetop. Since this can be a long and arduous project, we decided to have our corned beef and cabbage over the weekend, knowing we could enjoy leftovers for actual St. Patty’s Day.
Notice how much better I’ve gotten at remembering to take pictures? Since we’re both trying to eat healthier and limit our alcohol intake, we decided to forgo the Guinness this year. I do like me some Guinness, but I’ll only have it once a year, on St. Patty’s Day.
Instead, I made some bread pudding, per JP’s request. Not sure if this is true Irish tradition, but it has become a tradition in my IriSh household, from the time I was little. And if you’d couldn’t tell, in quote Irish!
So there you have it: a confession, a cute dog, and a whole lot of food. It was a great day for me – I hope y’all have a great St Patty’s Day!
Do you prefer…Guinness, or green beer?
Corned beef, or hash?