Tequila shots and road racing do NOT mix
Yesterday afternoon (4pm) I’m staring at my computer screen trying to figure out the SRU code that I generated for the DSP that I’m working with. It is super exciting, let me tell you - and Marcus sametime’s me (sametime is like an instant messenger). He tells me about this Hermes race that is going on for Cinco de Mayo at the Blind Pig downtown. It looked fun - there was no predefined ‘course’ because it was like a scavenger hunt, and you had a ‘green card’ that you had to take with you to different checkpoints. The person who got to all of the checkpoints the fastest was the winner. It started at 7pm and we still had time to register, so we decided to leave work and meet there.
I registered us and got our map and our ‘green card’. There were 3 checkpoints - to get to all of them and return back to Blind Pig was about a 4 mile run. At each of the checkpoints you had the choice of either doing a shot, drinking a beer, or doing a Mexican hat dance (wtf is a Mexican hat dance??). At 7pm they lined everyone up and then let a new team start every 10 seconds. When we were up Marcus takes off at like a 6:30 pace (I was wearing my Garmin) towards the first checkpoint - “Tower 230″, I think it was named. Marcus thought he knew where it was, but as we ran past some people sitting outside they were like “where’s your stuff?”…eventually we realized that we had passed wherever it was we were supposed to go - and we ran back - it took us a while to find the place, but we finally did and when we got there - without even thinking - we each did a shot of tequila. Yea. BAD MOVE on my part. My stomach was burning as we raced out and headed towards checkpoint #2, The Clevelander. (Did I mention that we each got a fake mustache at checkpoint #1 - we must have looked SO RIDICULOUS!!!) We FLY there - go in and I basically KNOW that I will throw up if I do another shot or drink beer - so I’m like “I don’t drink” and they put this sombrero on me and give me some maracas and made me to a “Mexican Hat Dance” for 30 sec. Omg - I am so sure I looked like a complete freak!! I was wearing pink running shorts and a sombrero (and a fake mustache that I stuck to my shirt so it wouldn’t fall off) - need I say more? Hell no. Marcus does the shot - probably because he realized how ridiculous I looked and didn’t want to do the same! Checkpoint 3 didn’t require drinking but we got a sombrero to carry back with us to prove we were there. We hauled back to the Blind Pig and were greeted at the finish line with, of course, a Corona! Ha! I just wanted some water!!
It was actually really fun now that I am writing about it - but my stomach felt awful. Both of us were just like - uuuuggggghhhh. The Spazmatics (sp?) were playing and it was a pretty cool time! We stayed for another beer (and I asked a midget for a lime!!) and then headed out at about 10 pm.
When I got home I took 2 tums and went to bed. Tequila shots and road racing seriously do not mix.
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29* year old Akron native. Recently completed my MBA with a concentration in Sustainability. Passionate about innovative renewable energy technology and endurance sports.