quote: Originally posted by Suds McDuff . . ..so much sand

I don't mind the sand. Every time I go down to San Diego/Carlsbad, and am at the beach, I don't want to leave. The beer scene helps that thought blossom, but I really dig the ocean, too - and I HAVE been stung by a jellyfish. Peed on it, swelling and pain went right down [:D]

quote: Originally posted by Suds McDuff . . ..so much sand

quote: Originally posted by Brett quote: quote: Originally posted by Suds McDuff . . ..so much sand and the brewery you work for couldn't be much closer to the sand...

I ever see the "O" at a bar sneak up cut the bugger throat!! Harsh words, arrrr...grew up on the Gulf...did not follow me sainted Father path to the sea...bad move Brad...the Ocean aka the Sea aka the "o", took a deep dislike to me. Three times the Under Toad tried to exterminate me, each time, got closer. Once swept out 300 yarda off shore in a rip tide..oh yea swim perpendicular to the flow..great what is not mentioned if the outflow is wide you keep going out...in the Pacific in February...90 minutes till sun down...wet suit and grit saved me and me mate. But the O wasn't done a week later I got to meet a Rogue Wave...been out in the water for an hour or so, got the to bitch and looked up...three story wave gave me a ride in the "washing machine" All that bullshit about drowning doesn't hurt? Its just the BULL SHIT!!! Long story short, me 6'#' Amazon Goddess gf (who is the incarnation of Marse Robert) got me out of the grips of death, and I coughed up sand for three days, and had water in me lungs for about 2 hours after. I love the ocean yea right, but I Ever catch that bugger half sloshed at a bar by the sea...and the news reporst a death you know it was ME!!!!!

I had no idea this was a thing. I have a lot of training to do!

Good for him, that's pretty fast to run a mile & drink 4 beers in that amount of time.

It ain't like he's some scrub off the street, though. Most people can't ran a 4:55 mile. Subtract time spent chugging, and he's likely in the 4:20's, or 4:30, with a belly full of beer (close to national class. Meaning he could be a sub 4 minute miler. Or just a freak of nature that only slows down a few seconds per lap with a belly full o' beer. Either way, it's impressive. When I was in my best shape ever I was a 4:18-4:20 miler, and best beer mile I ever did (of 2) was close to 5:50.

I'm not so worried about my time...my best mile is about 6 minutes or so. I'd be more concerned about just completing the mile without vomiting. Like playing sloshball, of something of the sort. Winning isn't so important as pretending to get some exercise while drinking a beer.

i can do the beer part...