No time to waste when there’s more beer at the next bar, so Kelli catches up.
Bar number three.
Kristi, feeling the effects of running while drinking, fell outside. Nothing another beer won’t cure.
See, all better.
Yes, I did stop to smell the flowers.
Bar number four, and Mike and Dave!
Having finished the race already, they came back to run and drink with us.
This hill was long, longer, and hot.
And after all the beer, we decided to walk some.
With the last bar in sight though, we picked up the pace.