- (a) The Holocaust
- (b) 9/11
- (c) Khmer Rouge
The course itself started by winding back and forth through a field for 3/4 of a mile and then changes things up by climbing straight up the side of a hill because fuck switchbacks. You then had to negotiate loose rock and a steep decline to wind your way down the hill (a great combo with alcohol) and back to the starting point. The run by itself was actually pretty difficult even without the extra beer-chugging element.
A look at the hill climb 3/4 miles into the run. (You ran up to just below the “L”)
In order to ensure that no one got too wrecked, the race organizers required everyone to hop across a series of balls to prove they still had the required dexterity to negotiate a trail run. Honestly, given the amount of times I eat shit while dead sober on a trail run, I was certain that there were going to be several incidents throughout the day.
The “Field Sobriety Test”
Choosing your poison.
- Dale’s Pale Ale (6.5% ABV flagship beer of Oskar Blues and the hoppiest “pale ale” I’ve ever drank)
- Little Mama’s Yellow Pils (small batch 5.3% ABV pilsner of the German style)
- Old Chub (a nice 8% ABV Scottish strong ale)
- Pinner Throwback IPA (very smooth drinking session IPA coming in at 4.9% ABV)
- Not surprisingly given the ABV, but the Pinner was the easiest to drink. Given the “IPA” tag, it had very little hop flavor to it and went down smoothly. Upon chugging, I got a quick sharp stabbing pain in the gut, but was able to resolve that with a single good belch. It settled pretty quickly after that and I was fine after about a half-mile.
- The Pils was the smoothest of all the beers but it was also the foamiest. I hate foam and nearly had an emergency volume-reduction event at the start line. That being said, it settled just as quickly as the Pinner and I was good to go by the 1/2 mile mark.
- The Old Chub was surprisingly easy to drink given the 8% ABV. It went down smooth and had almost no foam to deal with. I thought that I had a sure favorite heading out from the start line, but then it started to settle and things got worse. That 8% Scottish strong sits very heavy in the stomach and I had a good stomach ache the entire lap. Nothing too terrible but it was enough to prevent me from naming this my favorite.
- I did not run a lap after drinking the Pale Ale, but after talking with some people who did, this was by far the worst beer to drink and run on. It’s a bit foamy, it’s hoppy and it sits heavy. Not a good combination.