A long time ago, I learned a very valuable lesson in math class that can be applied to other areas of life called the order of operations. I was reminded of its importance today...
NEVER go to happy hour, have a few drinks, eat a plate full of nachos, potato skins and fries and THEN go run 4 miles. Always run first, then go to happy hour.
I made this mistake today and I paid for it by struggling to keep the contents of my stomach/intestine from coming out of either end of my digestive track. But I was determined to get my run in. Thanks to a great outer sphincter muscle, some level of voluntary control of my gag reflexes and channeling the image below, I was able to finish my run on the treadmill without making a mess.
So much for adopting a runner's diet...oh, well.
Run well,
Run well,
Almost Thirty
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