I had a run booked in for Sunday, but Saturday beers killed me and I was screwed all Sunday trying my hardest not to spew. Instead I pumped myself full of pain killers and had bacon and eggs for breakfast (at about 1pm) then had pizza (it was a heart tick pizza) for dinner.
Pretty sure I blew all exercise from last week away with my drinking skills on Friday though. Unlimited drinks at a boxing match where testosterone is at peak levels is a recipe for doing some awesome damage to your liver, and I did my best followed up with a pirate party with free apple cider on tap. I've never had that shit before, but when you can blast it straight to your stomach and avoid any type of swallowing you're going to get messed up no matter how hard or soft it is.
So Sunday I was feeling guilty and in my hazy mind the thought of joining up for the City 2 Surf seemed like a good idea... so I signed up. It's only 14km after all. And just in case that wasn't enough I decided to apply for a Golden Ticket from one of the charities that are sponsoring the event. The golden ticket puts you up at the start of the run in the "red" zone. This is where all the pro's start. And I put down that I could make $3k in donations for the race... so when I get my details make sure you donate otherwise I've gotta pay for this shit myself!
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