Here's your sign

I believe in signs. Sometimes it is a bit of a stretch to make an occurrence deliver the message I want to hear, but I'm a believer. I got another sign today that I'm supposed to run all these 5K's. I dropped mom off for her weekly hair appointment and went in search of pomegranate molasses. I tried the Whole Foods store and got a tip from them that there was an Asian market across town that probably carried it. As I was driving that way, I pulled up behind a car with New Hampshire license plates. Where am I going tomorrow? New Hampshire to run in the Thunder Chicken 5K. I got a bit of a chuckle out of this and continued on my hunt for the pomegranate molasses. I didn't find the Asian market so headed back to the beauty shop. Stopped at a stop light, I decided at the last minute to turn left instead of right, take a different route back and maybe happen upon an Asian market. I didn't, but at the next light I stopped behind a truck with Tennessee plates. Where is my race in two weeks? Memphis, Tennessee for the Elvis Run, Rock and Roll. I'm taking this as a sign!