Wearing of the green

Since I work from home most days, I don't get ensnared in many office traditions, like the insistence that one wears green on St. Patrick's Day, regardless of one's heritage. Today is St. Patrick's Day and I did wear green. A green t-shirt from my first 5K - the one that was a fundraiser for Crohn's Disease. The one sponsored by a doctor specializing in gastrointestinal drama, including constipation and diarrhea. I love this shirt because those things are listed on the back of it. It could not be more awesome. So that was my nod to St. Patrick's Day.

I had lunch with an airline industry consultant buddy and there was no going to the local Irish joint. Instead, it seemed appropriate that we go to the local Jewish deli, Schmaltz's, where he dove into corned beef (fine nod to our Irish friends) and I mowed down a beef brisket bathing in horseradish. It was awesome.

It's been an amazing day here - sun, not a cloud in the sky and mid-60s for temps. Nigh unto perfect. So a few hours after my fatty lunch, I decided to get a five mile run in. This was a mistake. Not only had I eaten too much, compared to the 20s and 30s that I've been running in, today was hot. As a result, my pace was about a minute off my average and I felt like this dope:

So not much an Irish day. To give it a bit more of a St. Patty's Day feel, I give you the greatest Irish band ever, U2:

U2 |MTV Music

And speaking of music, so far the race for Shameful Music for iPod needs more share. There are two in the running for the most shameful, but I could use some more suggestions. C'mon, people, lose your pride and pony up.