As much as I enjoy their company, I’ve decided that the Wurst Running Club Ever is a bad influence.
Backin’ it up while running
Backin’ it up while taking a break
It may have been pint night, but I inadvertantly ordered a $15 750ml bottle of beer. I needed help to finish it … it was Monday after all. I blame Pete, since last Pint Night his goal was to order the most expensive beer on the menu.
Sausage Fest Fundraiser. So much delicious sausage. I had to try it all. You know, for the children. Er, lungs.
Another bad influence: pregnant friends. They help you justify donut milkshakes. Yes, you read that right. There were donuts blended into our milkshakes. We met before work, meaning we had milkshakes for breakfast. We went on my birthday so we could at least pretend it was a birthday treat.
31 Ginger Years
Speaking of my birthday, I had two cakes. I blame my husband’s influence. But Kim’s cake was vegan, so that’s healthy by default, yes? “It didn’t have anything weird in it” she promised us.
No explaination on why this lazy bag of bones is a bad influence.
Not a bad influence, I was just amused to see an Oatmeal shirt at the North Country Trail half.