I’ve said it many times and I’ll keep saying it until the day it stops, which I doubt it will, being blind has landed me in some unusual situations. You may recall the San Francisco bathroom fiasco. Fortunately for me most of them are hilarious and usually never dangerous so it’s a win win situation.
If you’ve never been too or run in a big race like the ING marathon, one of the things that is always the same is that you get a shirt, a medal, a few snacks, and other assorted, mostly worthless, goodies after you finish the race. It’s really not very exciting but it’s a good way to distract a person who feels like their legs are about to fall off.
After the ING half marathon in Connecticut a few weeks ago I was foraging through my little bag of goodies and came across the little bottle in the picture above. I turned to Jesse and asked her what it was.
“It’s some sort of energy drink stuff” she said to me.
Now I’m unfortunately obsessed with things like that and I immediately thought of those 5 Hour Energy drinks. I figured this thing was an energy shot and since I just finished a 13.1 mile race I felt like I deserved it.
I opened it up and poured it in my mouth…
I was immediately confused by the jet of energy drink that sprayed the back of my mouth. I was expecting it to just pour out but instead it shot, like one of those little water pistols, down my throat. Instead of just an opening like most drinks it had some weird nozzle thing that made it spray out in a stream similar to a squirt bottle. It sprayed the back of my throat and I probably only got a quarter of the bottle down.
As soon as I swallowed it my throat started to burn! It was probably the most sour thing that has ever entered my throat. It tasted horrible, stung, and was just all around unpleasant. If I had eyes they would have been watering.
So naturally I turn to Jesse and tell her to try it, which she did with a very similar reaction. Both of us had to scramble for water and downed quite a bit to try and stop the burning in our throats. I was amazed that anyone would drink that crap! It was horrible! That’s coming from a guy who LOVES Monster Energy Drinks, that’s saying a lot!
I didn’t learn until later what this energy drink is actually for. I asked one of the members of Team fidelco if they had tried theirs yet it and warned that it was pretty awful. It turns out that the little bottle Jesse and I were drinking contains 24 servings worth of energy juice, or whatever you call it.
If we would have read the label we would have learned that we were supposed to mix a few drops of this poison into a bottle of water, not spray it directly down our throats.
Now the awful burning sensation made sense! I just gulped the equivalent of something like 6 monsters in a few seconds. I spent the rest of the day waiting for my heart to burst. Fortunately Jesse, Jack (indirectly), and I all survived. The little guy was still nursing…I wonder if that’s why he was wired the rest of that day. Things make much more sense now.
What’s the lesson here?Don’t trust free goody bags!! I guess it could be read the darn label but that’s too much work. I prefer life on the edge!