394px-frosty_beer_mugsvg1Many people know me as an athlete. Rower, Swimmer, Volleyballer, Softballer, even a semi-ok basketballer. But contrary to popular belief, athleticism does not equal running prowess. When it comes to running, I suck.

Be it bad knees from years of illl kicking practice in the breast stroke or bad form from only needing to run during AYSO soccer, running and I have never really seen eye to eye. There was a stint when I took to running on the weekends and even got up to 4 miles at a time. However, it quickly dissolved when knee pain turned to hip pain and put an end to my beginning of running.

But now, through rowing, I have a friend who is a marathoner. Not just one, but several across the country. No matter how many times I try to tell her I’m not built for speed she brings on challenge after challenge that I swiftly deny her. This time however, something is different: there’s beer involved.

Yes, many runs are for charity. And yes, many runs have fabulous after parties. But not just any run carries the name ‘Harpoon’. If you’ve ever attended a Harpoon fest before, you know of the joy that fresh beer and new friends can bring. Being an athlete – and humanitarian – folding charity (proceeds benefit the Angel Fund) and sport into the brand name brings me to a new place in my running: maybe I can complete a 5 miler.

I’ve been approached many times for charity runs, and have considered, but never felt the pull that I feel for this. Its not even about alcohol, its about the brand. I approve of it. I like to align myself with it. Its Boston. Its mature. Its always fun but responsible. How could one not want to participate in such a run?

If I can do it, any one can. Want to join? Registration opens tomorrow. Check out the info here.

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  1. Awesome! The best beer available after any race I’ve done is Bud Select. Were there Harpoon UFO at the finish line, I’d consider a 10K!

    Running and I used to have a great relationship. I ran competitively (semi-competitively?) for six years but my knees couldn’t take it. I had chicken legs much of my teen years and serious weight training — to build muscle around the joints to better prevent knee stress — hadn’t completely come on the scene yet. So much of my 5K training comes on the Nordic Track to avoid pounding. But even though at least one of my kneecaps is trying to secede by the end of any race, crossing the finish line is still one of the best feelings in the world.

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