Feeling guilty, I went for a difficult uphill run with Emmy in the wind. It was so windy at the top of the flag pole hill that we ran up that her leash was blowing all over the place and at one point caught a breeze, flew up, and dropped on her head. She looked back at me like I had done it or something. The last time I felt wind like that was on a cruise ship deck during a night at sea. It was pretty intense for being a sunny day at 5:30pm in Concord.
When we got back, my mom had a scrumptious meal waiting for us. Yum yum yum. She made a savory pork tenderloin, roasted red potatoes, sauteed mushrooms (which I didn't eat) and garlic green beans. The pork tenderloin was so huge that I didn't believe her and thought it was a pork loin. It was, however, very juicy and tender so I came around her after cleaning my plate.