Triathlon training, mania, battered feet, and booze

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Dehydration!


Boy did Al K. and I fuck up on our 20 today. It was warm and sunny and we were both pressed for time (trying to squeeze our 20 in after work). We wound up running the first 5 on limited water and the next 10 without any. We both started to bonk at mile 13. By 14 my back and whole right side were spasming and Al K. was hallucinating...no shit. We called it a day with 15 at 9:15 avg. pace. Then we drank much water and Gatorade.

Speaking of bonking, what the fuck is going on with my Mets?! Maybe they need some H2O and electrolytes too. ?

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

What visions appeared to Al K?

8:50 PM

 
Blogger Hugh G. Balls said...

He thought a goose was a dog, and he started talking some weird shit.

8:51 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Like speaking in tongues kind of shit? Maybe he found the Lord?

8:52 PM

 
Blogger Hugh G. Balls said...

I didn't know he was lost.

It was more half sentences and incomplete thoughts.

8:58 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My homies on the street tell me Al K talk like that all the time.

9:03 PM

 
Blogger GVB said...

Wait...you're supposed to drink water?

There's water in beer, right?

1:03 AM

 

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