March roars in like a lion

[Mid Life Crisis Marathon Man]

Crikey, that's a helluva way to restore your mojo. I hate to think what you do to yourself when you really want to get motivated!

Remember, I made the fatal error in choosing* BGG as my running mentor... and as a consequence subscribe to the: "fu*k it, just do it" philosophy of running.  

*I say choose... I don't actually remember how that happened. 

I do remember, as I just happened to be there at the time (Con Club in Lewes, 2013). He had you in a vicious vice-like grip at the bar, pouring Harveys down your throat. I don't recall seeing any struggle. He must have had you hypnotised. Or maybe it was the beer.

Yeah, that was it. The beer.