Pound the Pavement and Some Brews: The Intersection of Running and Beer
This is Foaming at the Mouth, Joshua M. Bernstein’s hopped-up adventures in the ever-expanding universe of beer. And yes, he would like another round, please.
Decades ago, I discovered that my knobby knees were not cut out for running.
My Ohio high school had a lauded cross-country team, one filled with lithe runners who devoured distance with ease. With wee legs and a gait that’d cause a Basset Hound to giggle, I ran valiantly (if glacially) and was rapidly lopped off the roster.
Today my favored calorie-burner is bicycling. But if one thing could make me lace up sneakers, it’s…