I drank a Red Bull on my way to my starting point. Two miles in, my head was spinning, my heart was racing, and in the heat and humidity I could hardly walk. Running wasn't even an option.
It took 10 minutes in the shade before I could stumble onward.
How I ever survived Lunar Trek (32 miles) in 80% humidity, while metabolizing not one, but FIVE Red Bulls, is beyond me. No wonder I almost broke down tears.
Neil still sucks.
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