St. Patrick’s Day (and the few days preceding) has always been a festive and celebratory time— building “leprechaun traps” at school and/or home, donning a plethora of green attire for a road race, and sharing a boiled dinner of corned beef and cabbage with family and friends. I love these traditions— they bring about a feeling of happiness and, much like green for St. Patrick’s Day, signs of budding, spring, and growth.
As I was running through my neighborhood this weekend— wearing my green shirt from college, zipping past the people preparing for the neighborhood St. Patrick’s Day parade— a festive running haiku popped into my head:
Clovers on my path
Deep breaths and progressive steps
Dropkicks end my run
Happy Running!
-Rose :)
As I was running through my neighborhood this weekend— wearing my green shirt from college, zipping past the people preparing for the neighborhood St. Patrick’s Day parade— a festive running haiku popped into my head:
Clovers on my path
Deep breaths and progressive steps
Dropkicks end my run
Happy Running!
-Rose :)
Celebrating with treats after the St. Patrick's Day Road Race on Andrews AFB circa 2018
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