OMG.. that sounds dangerous almost. Reminds me of the International Messenger Race they held once in Toronto. It consisted of riding from pub to pub in the middle of February during a storm. And as you hit each pub, you had to drink a whole pint of beer (some were Guinness).
I've been off the running since Little Rock and will start up again tomorrow, after dropping K off at the airport. I'll then be "working out" by doing the last of my packing and taking things apart. One more week...