After a quick 30 minutes or so line, I finally sat down with more food than I knew what to do with and seeing as I had a long run the next day, I totally justified eating a major carb overload.
|Way too much food than I could ever eat; friend perch and pierogies|
|Foster's as big as a bicep and some easter presents|
In preparation for the half marathon in May, my running partner, Mel, and I are determined to keep to our schedule and get in those weekly miles even if it means signing up for what would be the coldest run of our lives - my first time running in the 33rd annual St. Malachi 5-miler. It was something like 30 degrees with a mix of rain, slush and a little sleet, leaving us running very cautiously through downtown Cleveland. Our goal was to not fall but Mel fell victim to a pothole at 1.5 miles in but being the road warrior that she is, we continued on the course and finished somewhere around 54 minutes.
|the coldest and slushiest run of my life|
Rain or shine, I was determined to host my first "Pot of Gold" patio party complete with beerpong and champong on a fully decorated patio with lifesize leprechauns with streamers and glitter shamrocks on St. Patrick's Day.
|Patio set up with the help of one younger brother|
|sea of green in my living room|
|Cheers for green beer day, faux mustaches and irish car bombs|
After a few hours of celebrating at my place with breakfast bakes, an assortment of green donuts and amazingly delicious cake pops, my partygoing friends split up between local bars for the rest afternoon in downtown Cleveland.
The good news? No one spilled anything that couldn't be easily cleaned up and nothing was broken amongst 40ish people in my place - I don't know about you, but that is a huge success in my book!
After an hour or two of heavy cleaning, this place is back to looking and smelling as fresh as it was the day I moved in.