Notes
Chalk this one up to stupidity. Mark and i went out to have a few drinks and play some golden tee. Several beverages later I found myself getting in an argument with a guy at the bar and that kind of set me off. We left and went home and after draggin out the garbage I was standing in the street wanting to run. I had sandals and cargo shorts on, but that didn't stop me from barreling out on a 2 mile loop for no real reason at all. When i finished, i ended up on all fours in the middle of the street trying to throw up. Nice.