Maybe my AR-trained stomach (eating while racing) could handle this (I did chug 2 litres of milk on the go plus an ice cream bar during the Worlds in Tasmania... making up for the fact that every other time we passed by shops or towns, it was the middle of the night and all of the treat havens were closed) , but I still couldn't match those running times!
Hope this is a one and done idea. :-D
Hey, that's the only one that I ran this year! (I'm not supposed to run at all on my new knee, but it was only a mile, so...)
This wasn't a popular challenge with most participants! But most people found a way to make it work, even if they didn't use egg nog.
I liked this one! It's the kind of nutty thing you only do because of a challenge like this.
I agree with Cristina. I got more mileage out of telling of that badge than all the others combined. And Mike Ball, a fellow orienteer but not part of the challenge turned it into a running joke (pun intended) with his cohort of runners in the York, PA area. So the Nog Jog lives on even beyond the scavenger hunt!
Yup, I too thought it was fun, in a weird way. Something we’d probably never otherwise do.
I did like that aspect of it! We met up with friends in another town who were doing the challenge, which was a rare treat during Covid. I would have enjoyed it more if the total calories had only been in the 3-digit range though.
There is a longtime race in our area known as the Egg Nog Jog so the tradition will live on, sort of.