Rum, as it turns out, is a surprisingly effective part of a healthy training regimen. Let me explain.
I'm staying at my cousin's place in Brewster, MA. He and I were sipping on some Plantation XO at the end of the evening a couple nights ago, and he asked me if I'd ever heard of the World's Hardest Mile. I had not, but I have now:
@nickflintness The World’s Hardest Mile 😮💨 #running #track #amilewith #mile #workout #tampa #tampabay ♬ original sound - Nick Flint
Given the rum's effects on decision-making and my decent level of fitness at the moment, I suggested we try a quarter-mile version the following morning.
I woke up the next day and told him, "I had the damnedest dream - could've sworn we agreed to do some stupid fitness challenge". And off we went.
We found a straight stretch of road near his house on Long Pond. Straight, and not a little uphill, and commenced to get our exercise on. The bear crawl, lunges, and running bit were manageable. The burpee/broad jumps? Fucking sadistic.
After we completed the challenge, we celebrated by jumping in the cold, clear pond. Felt like...victory.
And this morning, my entire shoulder/neck complex is afire, muscles spent.
Get on the rum if you wanna get your fit on, friends. Or, perhaps, think twice.
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