Crage, let me contrast for you my two most recent runs. On Thursday night, I ran 4.5 miles with great confidence, gusto, and in a blistering time. I can't remember exactly what it was, but it was fast. This morning, I ran nearly the same course and distance but I was slow and in agony. The difference you may ask... is that yesterday whilst watching Tennessee lose the SEC Championship, I consumed many beers and the better part of a 4-pound mass of sausage and cheese that I fashioned into a dip. Also, I had some wings and cheese sticks and such. Let's just say that I learned my lesson about garbage in - garbage out.
My advice is this: don't try to walk a half marathon. I can think of nothing more boring. I can't wait to get my Road ID, but I am waiting until I get my blood type in the mail. I don't know it, but I recently gave blood for the first time and they will tell me. Another story for another time. Now I must sleep as my new job responsibilities mean that I have to be there at 7am everyday. Suck!
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