Oh hey there. So last week I taught you the finer points of celebrating Champagne Brunch. How about learning how to prepare for St. Patrick’s Day weekend?
1. Take a day. Having Friday off of work was one of the smartest things I’ve done in a while. Originally, the day off was just to make sure everything was done and wasn’t stressed the whole day before my brother arrived.
It also meant that, as soon as he did arrive, we could sit and watch the Mizzou game.
And no, I’m not talking about it. Like ever.
2. Enjoy the fresh air. Before my heart was ripped out and stomped on by Norfolk State (seriously, who are they?), I spent a lot of time outside.
Because a good chunk of my morning was spent running 10 miles. Or at least trying to. This was my first long run outside. It was expected to be difficult.
And it was at first. 2 or 3 miles in and along the lakefront, I didn’t feel so hot. And wondered how long my stamina would last. Finally, I said “screw it” and in attempts to get away from the wind, veered off the lakefront and into the city.
I zigged. I zagged. I found myself along Lincoln Park Zoo at one point.
This was a good call. The sights distracted me and the lack of wind made it much easier.
3. Don’t duck into a Starbucks during your run. If you’ve been around this blog for a while, you know I am NOT a fan. However, I had to go to the bathroom and needed fast energy (er- sugar). Low and behold, there it was on the corner (not surprised).
I got my mini donut (I’ve had better) but this Starbucks didn’t have a public restroom.
Unacceptable. This is yet another reason to add to the list of why I don’t visit them.
That was at about 6 miles in, so the last 4 were just a matter of zigging and zagging my way back to my ‘hood. All in all, I was very happy with how the 10-mile run ended. My confidence in the upcoming half marathon had started to severely decline.
And I can’t speak for my leg just yet (it’s so finicky), but one more solid long run and I’ll be down to conquer the race. Thank goodness.
4. Enjoy some holiday treats. Since the run happened, I can feel much better about eating this:My boss’s birthday happens to be on St. Patrick’s Day. So this week we went all out with the cake and ice cream. Do you see the cake to icing ratio right there? Obviously, I would never complain, but damn- that is QUITE a way to get through an afternoon at the office.
5. Have a chill night before the festivities begin. After the Mizzou tragedy, my brother and I hopped on down to the United Center for our first NBA game ever.
Yeah, we’re both mid-20’s and this was our first game. Missouri doesn’t have professional basketball. It happens.
This was our only entertainment of the night. St. Patrick’s Day eve requires mostly rest. Because we had to get up early.
6. Fuel yourself. Bonus points if it’s festive. Turns out you can put green dye in almost anything.
And with that, we were off to conquer the streets of Chicago and celebrate St. Pat’s properly. On a nice patio. Surrounded by 1,000 strangers and large quantities of green beer.
Just how it should be.
It was a great weekend with the lil’ bro. Sadly, he’s already gone. And now all that’s left of the weekend is a sink full of dishes and some leftover weirdly-colored pancakes. Yesterday they were festive. Today they’re just a little weird…