Sunday was a glorious day of running and reveIery. Yes, I went downtown to run in the Corktown 5K – and to celebrate my friend Jaclyn’s birthday. After a night of drinking and insufficient sleep, we were both so proud of ourselves for running the whole thing without stopping once. We felt like champions – 33-minute champions! That was our time. Ok, so Nike is not going to be calling us anytime soon to sponsor a new line of running shoes or anything, but it felt impressive to us.
McShane’s was our first stop, pre-race. It was a pretty no-frills bar – but I do have a fondness for no-frills bars. And it was Irish. And the small trace of Irishness left in my genes (the Floods immigrated over here in the 1800s, so it’s pretty diluted by this point) enjoys anything Irish.
1460 Michigan Ave.
Detroit, MI 48216
http://mcshanespub.com/index.html
