Beer - the new thirst quencher?

To make up for the fact that I skipped the past couple of races I was supposed to run in, I decided I would finally stick to one I signed up for again. Yesterday I made my way over to South Boston for the 6th Annual Harpoon Brewery 5-miler. It was hot. It was humid. It was overcast until 5 minutes before the race began, at which point the sun came out to make it that much hotter. I went out way too fast. I paid in the middle. And I gave my beer tickets away but made out with several free Vitamin Waters. 5 miles: 7:16 / 7:07 / 7:33 / 7:58 / 7:41. Total time: 37:36. Place overall: 124 out of 1409. Division: 18/718. By the middle I was literally thinking "just finish the race, just finish the race - slow down as much as you want..." At certain points I was desperate to walk. I was throwing lots of water on myself. When the woman yelled "you're getting close to the beer" with one mile left, I wanted to boot. When I crossed the finish line, the guy in front of me actually projectile vomited. I then proceeded to dry heave. My body had some other strange reactions. I was supposed to spend most of yesterday at a beer-b-que, instead I spent a majority of it curled in the fetal position on my sofa. Not the best day.

Comments

[elizabeth]

dry heaving is never a fun feeling. Sounds like a well run race despite the conditions!