Monday, October 31, 2011

Night of the Running Dead

...or maybe The Virginia Liver Massacre?

Given my antics the past 3 weekends, it would be far more fitting to post on the "Drinking Beers like Animals" blog instead of this one. This past weekend marked another voyage to a college town which entailed very little sleep, and far more beers than i care to remember all at once.

I came home Sunday after a large meal and steak dinner with the family, only to take a 30 minute nap before i decided to venture out on a long run around 7:30. Weary, sore, and dreary-eyed, I ended up going for 2 hours, or roughly 16-17 miles in the cold and drizzle. It was a spooky run fit for the halloween weekend as all of the street lights on the main road i ran on were all out of order. Through the curtain of darkness and fog i was fortunate to have my newly acquired and trusty headlamp on hand(or head i guess). As expected, i felt like crap the first half and was running out of steam by the end of the second half, but am otherwise not too terribly sore and am satisfied i got my sorry ass out of my cozy warm house to do it.

I ran in these babies i picked up earlier in the day too:











You indie hipster hippes should write a song about THESE kicks.

-Kyle

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