So I'm going to run another 5K this weekend.
My first 5K was one of those monumental little moments in life, one of those things that we do "just for me." My goals, as I've already shared, were meaningful, yet not particularly difficult. Not to say that restraining from incontinence is not a fabulous goal...I think it's both fabulous and widely appreciated by fellow runners. And the race was a great experience. As I've also already shared, I had some nice little revelations along the way as I tried to figure out what the hell I was doing.
That said, I'd like to be perfectly clear about my motivation for this weekend's run: free beer. Free Redhook beer.
And that, my friend, is what life is all about. Not beer. Balance. One week you run like the wind because you might just die if you stay still, and the next you run your little bum off because there's beer at the finish line.
Crisp and refreshing.