The (fool?) hearty crowd of the first annual six-pack run.

You may be able to guess this about me, but I’m not a big Halloween celebrator. Sure, I love to go trick-or-treating and see all the vampires and beauty queens and gumball machines, but getting my kids costumed up is enough effort for me. (Case in point: Ben, who wanted to be a king cobra. Seriously? We downsized to a generic lizard, but I’ve still got a lot of scales to pin on.)

I changed my tune, though, when I got an invite to the first annual six-pack run in my neighborhood.  The evite stated the details: running with a little drinking thrown in. Six stops, a beer at each one. Costumes encouraged. When I RSVP’ed, I said yes, but that there was no way I could drink six beers in one night, let alone on one 5K route. Just wanted to make that clear. I am a cheap date, and I hate, hate, hate being hungover, even I had the whole house all to myself for the whole weekend this weekend (a story for another time).

Fortunately, the weather was perfect for a very fun night. A few pics tell the story:

Paul was the race director. By day, Paul works on a SWAT Team, so our routine was a little more intense than I expected. Here, he’s laying out the deal: run to a stop, do as many push-ups as you want, drink, a beer (or a fraction of one, as I did), then do a short exercise routine that varied at each stop.

Witch of these things is not like the other?

Our first round of push-ups. They went down in quality as the beer went up in quantity.

Then we drank beer and “stretched.” Yes, I helped outfit the two BAMRs in the crowd. They said they wanted to run together and bitch about themselves to replicate the conversation their wives have when they run. Ha.

And we’re off! (And I’m buzzed off 3 sips of beer and can’t focus the camera.)

One stop: pull-ups at the school playground. (No beer was brought on the grounds.) Here, Misty May shows us her very capable guns–and her glow-in-the-dark medal.

If you’re weren’t up for pull-ups, you weren’t off the hook. Triceps dips all around for this crowd.

Yep, we crossfitted. (Told you Mr. SWAT was intense.) First time I’ve ever I flipped a tire. We also did a squat routine, and a P-90X thing at two other stops. There were a few moves–mostly in the plank/push-up category–where I was in awe and couldn’t have completed, even without Coors Light hydration in my belly.

Just us “girls” at a stop. I’m already planning a better costume for next  year…think Ben will loan me his lizard get-up?

Do you mix running and Halloween? Or are they church and state in your mind? And, more importantly, have you bought Halloween candy yet? I–Dimity–am waiting until the 31st. And I’m only buying Smarties, Tootsie Pops and Nerds. And maybe some Raisinets. In other words, nothing that will tempt me too much. (Told you I’m a Halloween Scrooge.)