As the weather gets warmer, I find it increasingly difficult to remain indoors. This is something I never anticipate; but as I enter my fifth spring in Vermont, I'm remembering just how beautiful this state can be when the colors start to return.
How refreshing to run outside again. There are a whole range of stimulants you experience when running outside that you forget about during the winter months. I'm almost surprised I was able to stay on the treadmill all winter without losing my mind... although I think I may have been close toward the end there. I've celebrated the return of warmer days with a new pair of Brooks... another thing you forget after some time is how quickly running shoes wear down from use. My back, hips, and shins feel all brand new. Here's to hoping the snow stays away until next year.
I've been doing a lot more baking lately, and I'm getting pretty good at making bread. I've only ventured into white sandwich loaves for now, but this weekend I'm hoping to try out an oatmeal loaf recipe I got from the King Arthur website. I'll be sure to let you know how that goes.
I'm painting again, too. I've never been particularly good at it, but it's something I enjoy and it really relaxes me. I also started an herb garden with some seeds my Mom gave me for Christmas. Auntie has me starting some wildflowers as well, but I'm not sure if those are going to grow as easily. We'll see- I've never had much of a green thumb, but it's worth a try.
Reading back through this entry, I'm starting to sound a lot like Martha Stewart. I'll end by saying that my St. Patrick's Day was remarkably eventful. I had class all day, got home, let Zooey and Piglet out, went running, got drunk with Allison and Sally, ate dinner, sobered up a little, watched Sex & The City with Laurie, came home, and decided to blog before going to sleep. I'd say the day was an overall success.
Listen to "Wrecking Ball" by Mother Mother
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