Here are the official beer mile results.
I’m pretty disappointed in myself. Of all the participants, I was the only puker. I wouldn’t really call it puke as much as, 10 yards from when I took off the foam came right back out. It was Old Milwaukee, I mean come on. It actually made my stomach feel better and I could run a lot faster afterwards…but I was the minority of the group. Damnit. I’m better than that.
I got the exact number I wanted, ten dudes, but we had to be quick because:
A. We were in a public park
B. A storm was coming.
My buddy Hellman doesn’t drink anymore so we said a plausible alternative would be chocolate krispy creme donuts. Everyone else pretty much brought Bud Light. I was faced with a decision, try and chug good beer, which is pretty carbonated and isn’t meant to be chugged…or just drink a standard piss beer. Piss beer won and I went with Old Milwaukee. I regret this decision.
Lead changes happened throughout the race and about the 3rd and 4th beer, everyone drinking was pretty much in agony over there stomachs being full or not being able to catch their breath. Overall, the whole beer mile maybe took 30 minutes including set up and take down. Everyone was pretty damn pleased with the race and how efficiently it was ran. We went to Shenanigans and proceeded to drink more (Sierra Nevada Pale Ale). We are already talking about doing a second beer mile and hopefully trying to work something out where we won’t have to do it secretively to do it…oh and raising money for charity would be nice.