I was not anywhere near intoxicated by the beer, but the combination of the three really made miles 2-4 stink. I didn't really run the last .5 and contemplated calling EB to come and get me. Thank goodness there was no one near me to hear me. You know, whining and stuff.
And because I am a glutton for punishment, I decided I would add a little fiber into my evening diet by dining on pumpkin seeds.
Tune in tomorrow to see the list of the most important tools for pumpkin carving.