Completely unrelated to running.
We were mentioned in Portland Monthly magazine! We did zero ass kissing to get there too. Whoot whoot.
We may have chosen not to live in “über” hipster pdx and I still hold a slight grudge with my better half, but is it awesome to get good feedback from a place I love. Small fish, big ass lake. Big fish, small shallow pond. I should apply that theory to my running. Maybe I could place in the geriatric category at some point? I guess the two are related after all.