The WUS Beer Mile was a rousing success.
The speedy kids had been talking trash all week. Frankly, I was quaking in my rugged trail shoes, fearing the possibility of coming in DFL.
Amazingly, I finished second woman!
The speedy kids had been talking trash all week. Frankly, I was quaking in my rugged trail shoes, fearing the possibility of coming in DFL.
Amazingly, I finished second woman!
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| My pre-race warmup. No one else is apparently taking this race seriously. |
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| The WUS gang, awaiting the word GO |
Ok, it was a distant second (more than 5 minutes behind Martha) but I was proud of my very first Beer Mile.
Especially in light of the fact that it took me 59 seconds to down my first beer.
PATHETIC.
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| First off the line: holy 7 seconds of beer chugging! |
Overall I met all my goals for this race:
- Finish
- Don't hurl
- Look cute in new running dress
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| Robin (not pictured here) is way ahead of me. But hurling cost her an extra lap. |
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| Post Beer Mile. It took me about 14 minutes total. Feeling bloated yet stylish. |
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| Overall winner Bobby with a coveted Martha Mile (Layer 1) shirt. |
In summary: OMG. So fun. So awful. And my Kansas-bred belching talent came in MIGHTY handy. I always knew it would, someday.  |
| I get a shirt too? Great! Hey, are those CUPCAKES? (photos by Aaron S, mostly) |