On most Sundays of the last couple months, I've been running with the Minneapolis Hash House Harriers.  They describe themselves as a drinking club with a running problem.  It is a very inter-generational group of runners (20-something to 60-somethings, and the occasional infant) that likes beer as much as running.  We meet, have a beer, tell dirty jokes, and then head out on the trail.  What we do is based on an old school game called Hare and Hounds.  The "hare" runs out ahead of the pack of "hounds" leaving marks in chalk or flour for the hounds to follow.  Some marks are meant to throw the hounds off the trail or to slow them down.  The hounds do their best to try to catch the hare.  In the middle of the trail is a beer stop where people catch their breath... and have a beer.  Then the hounds head out on the trail again.  Depending on the length of the trail, there might be another beer stop before the end of the trail.  At the end, there is more beer (or water, or pop for those who prefer).  We then circle up to talk about the trail, and celebrate/accusinate the hares, the hounds, and anybody who deserves some ridicule.  Bawdy songs are sung, and a good time is had by all.

This weekend is the 20th anniversary of the founding of MH3 and there was a pretty good crowd at the trail.  Old-timers were celebrated.  New-comers and visitors were welcomed/made fun of.  I was finally given a hash name.

Hash names sometimes have something to do with the hasher - something dumb they did, etc.  Obamamama, for example, skipped a hash to go see the President.  Many hash names are simply dirty or juvanile (which fits perfectly with this group).  Sno-ho, Jack Off All Trades, Felt Up, Hardware Skank, etc.

A few times in the past the hash tried to name me, but no conclusion could be reached.  Yesterday, though,  I was christened F*** Her She's Pregnant.  One of the other hashers, a new mother who is often pushing her daughter (Mini-Donut) on the trails, suggested the name because she knows Sarah is due soon and I didn't bring my phone in case she goes into labor.

So FHSP is what you can call me when you join me on a hash some time.  It's a lot of fun.

Simple pleasure - sleeping in four days in a row!
Peace