Running the Beer Mile




Over the past couple years, I have taken to the idea that beer and running most certainly go together but normally, not in that order. Yes, I have indulged in a pint before a three or five mile run at Big Boss Run Club over this past summer but generally speaking, I prefer to indulge after my run or race. It's a proven fact that beer helps with recovery and in my humble opinion, it just tastes better than water or sports drinks after a good workout.

So setting that premise to the side for a moment - about a year ago I learned of an event called the Beer Mile in which participants must drink four 12oz beers while running one mile. Earlier this summer, a friend of mine hosted a running of the Beer Mile here in Raleigh. I was out of town that weekend and missed it but finally got my chance last weekend when another running of the Beer Mile was held at a local track for all those willing to take the challenge.



As a Beer Mile competitor, I studied the rules and did a little research online to see what tactics I would need to finish the race. Basically, each beer runner must provide his or her own beers - four 12oz cans or bottles of 5% ABV or higher fermented beer. Each runner must run the race in the following format -  drink a beer, run a 1/4 mile (1 lap on a 400m track), drink a beer, run a 1/4 mile, drink a beer, run 1/4 mile, drink a beer, run 1/4 mile and done. You have to drink the beer within a designated box at the start/finish line before each lap and no tricks are allowed. ie. no straws, no punctured cans, no shotgunning, no bongs, no running with your beer and so forth. If a runner pukes during his 1 mile run, another 1/4 mile must be run as a penalty lap. Those are the basics behind the Beer Mile but there are plenty more rules also posted at the beermile.com.


For my beer, I wanted to go with something fairly light in body but with enough flavor that I would enjoy chugging four of them. I considered several different NC canned beers but in the end went with Ska Brewing's Euphoria Pale Ale. I liked the can label and I liked the beer so that was good enough for me.

Race day came and I met my fellow competitors (including our race organizer who was also running the Beer Mile for the second time) at a local public school's track. Several friends of the group showed up to spectate and assist with recording the moment as six of us hurled ourselves around the track for the sloshy one mile sprint.


When the time had come, we each opened and chugged our first beer. I finished first and took off on my first lap belching loudly the first 100 meters. I picked up speed, rounded the last corner and slowed down to trot into the start for my next beer. From there, I just repeated the steps three more times paying close attention to where the rest of my competitors were. Luckily, the urge to vomit never hit me and I finished the mile with a winning time of 8:38.


The rest of the field powered through the mile as well with only one runner puking. He was drinking an oatmeal stout from the bottle which seemed a rough challenge in itself.

While I don't intend to make a habit out of running the Beer Mile or drinking and running, I do expect to run it again in the future and defend my title as the Triangle Beer Runners Challenge Champion.

Big thanks to Kevin for organizing the event and Dave from the Craft Beer Collective for the video recap.



Battleship Half Marathon in the Port City




To follow up my recent half marathon in New Bern, I decided to run the Battleship Half Marathon in Wilmington, North Carolina only three weeks later. I had planned early this year to do these two races since they had been on the 'to run' list in my head for some time. I took this year off from marathoning so running two halfs so close together seemed an attainable substitution. The Battleship Half was my 10th 13.1 mile race since I ran my first in the October 2005 Baltimore Running Festival.
 
We got down to Wilmington the afternoon before the race and I got settled in for race day. It has been a normal routine for me and Michelle knows it as well as I do. Race check-in at the expo, accommodations check-in (in this case at a friend's house), make dinner plans (which usually involves pasta, salad and bread at home or in an Italian restaurant), race gear selection and layout, a bourbon or two on the rocks and off to bed.  


Race morning was interesting as we took race organizers advise and parked in downtown Wilmington and I took the river taxi to the start area by the Battleship USS North Carolina. It was fairly chilly with a steady breeze and plenty of cloud cover. The air temps were deceiving and I wore 3 layers awaiting the start. A sleeveless t, a long sleeve t and a hoodie. 

Once the race started and we headed out to cross the river for the first time, I knew I was overdressed so I ditched the hoodie. As planned, Michelle was awaiting me (along with a surprisingly huge crowd of spectators) along River Street around mile 3. I ditched my sleeveless t and went on my way for the remaining 10 miles much of which involved running around Greenfield Lake. Coming out of that area and back towards the second river crossing back to the battleship, the wind off the river was back. It seemed like the temperature had not really gone up since the start and I was running into a headwind as I approached and crossed the scary grated bridge to complete the final 2 miles of the race. I felt strong though and picked up my pace as I caught and passed runners ahead. In my head, I just kept repeating "drop the hammer," "kick it," and "push, push, push" - almost as if I was my own cheerleader. Even though for the majority of the race, I was surrounded by dozens of other runners, I was relatively alone for the last mile of the race.


 

In the end, I crossed the finish with a time of 1:41:01 placing me 83rd overall out of 1245 finishers, 10th in my age group and just a minute and half off my PR time set three weeks ago in New Bern. I lost time removing my top layers and relocating my race bib number in the first couple miles; probably enough to match the 90 second slower time. This race had more hills, more traffic and a chilly wind to slow me down as well so overall I feel the race was equally as strong an event for me as New Bern. 

The post-race celebration in front of the battleship included complimentary cold beer (a growing trend) from Raleigh's LoneRider Brewery. I enjoyed two pints of Sweet Josie Brown Ale before departing by water taxi back across the river with Michelle. Lunch followed in downtown Wilmington at Front Street Brewery which included their seasonal stout, my favorite style following a long, cold run. 


And with that, my 2011 race running season is probably over. I met my goal of achieving a new half marathon PR and I did it twice with my last two races. Now, what to run in 2012?!!


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