On the eve of such a momentous post, the Viper went and hid among the rocks in the Arizona desert landscape. Well, here it is: 100 posts. Whoopdeedoo!
Break out the Champagne, smash the bottle and break out the fine Scotch to drink. Frankly, if I had a dollar for every asinine post I've made at Team Booze Hounds, I'd be much more excited.
The truth is, I haven't been writing because, seriously, I'm out in Arizona for work. I would love nothing more than to report on the fine running I've done. Unfortunately, between work and work-related socializing, I've not been able to get out in this fine weather. I hope to sneak away at lunch, but I hoped to do that yesterday to no avail. I've grown flabby.
We'll return to running action soon. Until then, if I can't run well, I'll at least drink well.