Get ready for this, because I’m about to take you on a Stacktastic, wild ride of runcorked brilliance…
Flashback to Friday, November 18th @ approximately 6:30pm:
Enter fellow runner/my dear friend, Sabrina and this beautiful bottle of delicious, toe-tingling happiness…
It couldn’t taste any better if it dripped straight from the teat of Dionysus into a cornucopia of awesome. Sweet, slightly tart red fruits… Smooth, Full-bodied… Goes down faster and easier than (Pg13 Stack!)… the curtain on my bad jokes. Seriously though, If you like Chianti, trust me and go pick up a bottle of Sangiovese at your local wine shoppe (so classy) to try. If you like Sangiovese and trust me, buy a gazillion bottles of this particular brand and vintage here: StackSaysThisisCheapDeliciousDrank.com If you like Sangovese, but don’t trust me, buy some anyways because it’s cheap as hell and I dare you to tell me it’s not incredible.
Fast forward: Pop, pour, sip, blah-blah, slurp, laugh, selfie!, gulp, uber… 8:00pm
Enter brilliant idea: “The Pursuit of Cool.”
Happiness is found in the “pursuit of cool.” We all crave that which we determine to be infinitely cool and find joy in the pursuit and successful achievement of coolness.
What is cool, Stack? I know I may seem like the most qualified person to answer that question, but believe it or not “cool” is defined differently by all. It’s no 1+1=2, but rather X>allshitnotsocool. Basic math really. Cool is what you want to do and who you want to be. For example: I think running fast and/or long is super cool. I also think it would be the absolute coolest to have a house in Roxbury, CT, write books and travel the world. Sabrina, on the other hand, agrees with the running part, but wants to live in Brooklyn, have a hugely successful career and a family of her own. And my dog wants to eat bully sticks, revisit all the places she once pooped and chase cats. Three completely different ideas of cool.
Other things that commonly get the cool stamp of approval: excelling at pretty much anything, doing a lot charity work, raising well-behaved children and writing a hilarious, heartwarming blog for people who love wine, running and life.
This whole idea may seem obvious or somewhat redundant from my last blog post, but I hadn’t realized then that those crazy dreams of mine were so driven by the cool factor.
To dream big in a productive way that will actually promote happiness and satisfaction, you have to dig deep and figure out what exactly it is that you want and why.
Checking in with yourself this way may seem like a silly practice, but it’s important. It may boost your confidence and reassure you of your decisions. It may reveal that your actions are not in fact supporting what you really want. It may alert you that what you’ve been working so hard to accomplish isn’t really what you want at all.
Flashforward to Saturday, November 19th @ approximately 7:30am:
I awaken upside down in my bed to something licking my face. Don’t worry, it’s my dog this time. Yep, its another physically devastating hangover won in life’s game of becoming older and wiser. But I walk away (ok crawl 20ft to the couch) with a renewed appreciation for advil and desire to go get cool.
What’s your cool?