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DAINFERN RUNNING CLUB
       RACING, CHUGGING, AND CHEERING:

       THE BEER MILE DELIVERS A FROTHY FINISH





       B Y C A M E R O N H A R R I S (C O F O U N D E R O F DA I N F E R N R U N N I N G C L U B )
























           t began with a dare, was fuelled by   Six33 Restaurant kept
           friendly rivalry, and ended in foamy   the crowd well-fed and
           triumph. The inaugural Beer Mile held   festive, Versus Socks
        Iby Dainfern Running Club was a roaring   gave our runners the grip
        success—equal parts athleticism, chaos,   they didn’t know they
        and camaraderie. Held on a cold evening   needed, and MyUltraLife
        that begged for both sweat and celebration,   added a dose of data and
        twelve bold teams stepped up to the   performance insight to
        unconventional challenge: run a mile and   the madness. And to finish
        down four beers.                    it all off? Sweet, classy
                                            indulgence courtesy of 1701
        The rules were simple but unforgiving:   Luxury Nougat—a reward
        each runner must chug a beer before   worthy of champions.
        each 400m lap. Spills? Penalties. Vomit?
        Disqualification. Laughter? Mandatory.  The event proved to be more
                                            than just a novelty—it was a
        As the sun dipped below the horizon,   celebration of fun, fitness, and
        spectators lined the make-shift course,   the absurd joy of not taking
        cheering and jeering in equal measure.   ourselves too seriously. Based on
        Some runners took off with the stride of   the turnout, the cheering crowd, and the
        seasoned milers; others… well, let’s say they   friendly post-race banter that stretched into
        focused on the “beer” part of the challenge.   the night, it’s safe to say this won’t be the
                                            last Beer Mile.
        Through the haze of hops and the clatter of
        bottles, one team rose head and shoulders   Next year, the bar—and the beer—will be
        above the rest. The Chugging Champions,   raised.
        living up to their name, put down beers and
        knocked out laps with clockwork precision.
        With a blistering finish time of 5 minutes
        and 21 seconds, they claimed both bragging
        rights and unofficial legend status.

        Other teams may not have taken the crown,
        but they left with something arguably better:
        sore abs from laughter, stories to tell, and
        a sense of community that only ridiculous
        group challenges can forge.

        Of course, none of this would’ve been
        possible without the incredible support of
        our event partners. The Sneaker Shack
        brought fresh energy (and fresh kicks
        cleans), while Reegs and Ronnie brought
        their signature personality and style to the
        sidelines. Peak Performance Massage and
        Recovery in Motion kept our runners loose,
        relaxed, and ready to sprint—or stagger—
        across the finish line.

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