Amazing: Getting the doctor's okay and finally "running" (read: light jog) for the first time in nearly 2 months.
Neat: Running past the Real World DC House at 10pm and seeing the cast on the front steps filming.
Pathetic: Totally vom-bombing during the run and feeling miserable the rest of the night.
This is what happens when you go to Happy Hour and get the genius idea of going on a night run with your roommate. Hair-brained scheme FAIL.
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Note to self...drink after run = okay. Drink before run = bad. I'll keep this in mind.
Miss: Surprisingly it wasn't the tasty bevs (since I didn't have any- but if I did, they would have certainly been the cause) so much as it was the filet mignon appetizer and $1 sashimi pieces. I put this out as a warning to anyone happyhouring. Do not follow it with a workout.
I've always thought that, to the casual observer, exercised-induced vomiting looks fairly bad ass. No one need know that you were at HH beforehand.
JFo- True. The innocent observer believes I have pushed my body to the limits and achieved an ultimate work out. Whereas my roommate knows that I decided to run too soon after eating a spicy tuna roll.
I like to eat the Admiral's Platter at Red Lobster and then run wind sprints and gut-busters... it makes my puke a nice shade of brown and smells like shrimp scampi...
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