Run, Forrest.

Ran the Wounded Warrior 10K yesterday. Considering how much I drank on Saturday, and how freaking humid it was during the race, it's amazing I was able to run at all. But I guess I just sweated out the alcohol...and anything else that was in my body. Good lord.

Definitely hurting today. But there were soldiers running in camo and army boots with 50-pound packs on their backs. If they can do it without complaining, so can I.

At least I got a medal out of the deal. (Don't get excited - everyone got one.)