I’m really sad I already used “Stay Classy” as the tile for my last post. But then I realized that the sort of class I’m about to tell you about is best spelled with a K. (And an ie. It’s that good).
(Yeah, that’s a unicorn with a heart on my neck. It has glitter too.)
While we were there, know what we saw someone order?
Friggin’ Jello shots.
I’m a bit of a bad decision dinosaur, so I managed to convince Matt to buy some.
Matt runs a fancy whisky bar in San Francisco.
I’d like to think instead that it’s all uphill from here. Cause you can’t really downgrade from jello shots can you?*
Um. It’s like 26 degrees here in Portland right now. We tend to run in the dark. Around a neighborhood. Not sunshine, mid-50s, and the ocean to stare at.
I think the lesson from all of this is that I should focus on what I can improve and have a good drink. And leave running till I’m next to an ocean again.
How was your New Years?
*it turns out you can, btw. That post to come.