Since moving to New York I've established two weekly "run" clubs, both meeting at different breweries. I put running in quotes because not everyone runs, but that's not what the nights are about. In my mind, run clubs are a chance for people to get together and unwind. Ending at a brewery just opens the circle for non-runners to come out as well, although that certainly won't stop me from trying to convince everyone to try the run each and every week.



So Monday night is the after-work run club in Oyster Bay. At five-o-clock, we drive to Oyster Bay, whoever wants to run will do so, and everyone else heads to Oyster Bay Brewing Company. Sometimes there's just two of us, sometimes ten or twelve, but that's part of the fun, it's a different group every week. Coming back each Monday, we quickly became friends with the staff, and during the slower months, they would join us for what we aptly named "family dinner" around the bar.



As you may remember from my post a few weeks ago, I thoroughly enjoy my routines and I find comfort in seeing the same friendly faces every week we go. Separate groups returning each week begin to merge and mix together and so our "run" club grows. This past week, I feel pretty confident that we even recruited another actual runner to join the club, and I didn't even recruit him. By the time we got to the bar, Noreen, our bartender, was already telling him all about it, all I had to do was take down his information. Can't wait to hopefully see him back for our run next week!