Running = blah. Running with a cause = priceless.

Well, we did it. My sister is the hero, with a 26.2 notch on her belt.  The rest of us made it through the 5k unscathed, matching shirts and all.  This was for you Aunt Cathy.  You taught me to love the ocean, embrace culture and style and passionately pursue everything I involve myself with.  I'm not going to lie.  I did not get the "bug" as my sister calls it.  But this one time, for this one cause, I was on-board with running.