Throughout my college days I never really had a problem with being hung over. I tried not to drink too much, and I just used to say to myself “just have a beer with your meal”. I still live by this philosophy today.

This sometimes went out of the window if we had a race on that particular day. After the race we would get the bus back to the school, and of course go out and have a few beers more than we should.

A lot of times we ended up having a party on the night of a race, and once again we would end up drinking more than we thought we had.

The Sunday running session was always a case of “I know I have to get up early for my run so how do I avoid a hangover”?

It was always sleep in until about 7.00 or 7.35 then get up. Once we were dressed we would head off for the locker room and change into our running gear. By about 8.00 we would be out ready for our training session.

Some of the group would still be a little worse for wear in the morning. So firstly before we prepared for our run, we would have a drink of Gatorade or water. Also if you felt alright you would have a bagel to settle your stomach.

Then something strange occurred. By the time you had run about 7 or 8 miles, you no longer felt that you were hung over. How strange that it always happened around this distance.

The amazing thing about this was that by the time you realized that you did not have a hangover; you were over half way home. So you could get back quickly, have a nice shower and prepare for your large breakfast.