Mile 24

I am getting up inconceivably early tomorrow morning to go hand out beer at Mile 24 of the Houston Marathon. It’s a thing, a thing sponsored by my running club, and before you scoff at the fact that we’re passing out beer (and water) to elite athletes, think about this — how would YOU feel after running 24 miles in the oppressive heat of a Houston January (70 degrees is the high for tomorrow). I have never in my life thought, “Hmm, I’d like run more distance in a single day than the average American walks in a month,” but I know that if I were that crazy*, I would be craving some fermented carbs by the last few miles.

Speaking of crazy, check out this South Beach, Fla., Cro-Magnon who has a 34-year daily running streak. Try not to stare too hard at his package as you read the story.

*Seriously, I’ll stick to running 3 miles 3x a week. But good luck to all my Hash House buddies who are doing the full and the half!