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Showing posts with label alcohol. Show all posts

Friday, February 22

Weekly roundup: Friday potluck

Welcome to another installment of the weekly roundup we all know and love: Friday potluck!
This week we're serving fitness news, funnies, poultry, and adulthood.

Oh... and it's National Margarita Day!
One of my favorite margaritas ever EVER is a grapefruit margarita made as simply as possible: grapefruit juice + tequila + triple sec. Cheers!
Grapefruit margarita

The more you know (about yoga)

I love yoga. I would not, and could not, claim otherwise. However, yoga is an athletic pursuit, just like any other, which means that there are risks to yoga. Muscle strain and... surprisingly... stroke are among the potential hazards.

This does not mean that yogis need to roll up their yoga mats and quit, but it is important that participants have full information, just as it is important for runners to know about the risk of stress fracture, and football players to know about the risk of concussion.

William J. Broad's new book The Science of Yoga: The Risks and the Rewards aims to fill in some of those gaps in knowledge - documenting both the risks and the benefits of yoga practice.


Effing PF

Surprise, surprise... Doctors and scientists have no idea what causes plantar fasciitis, but new tests indicate that it is not caused by inflamed tissue. (Does that mean I can stop icing my right foot? Maybe heat would be a better treatment after all?)


Because you know we're all thinking it...
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ABCs of PE

In an attempt to protect physical education classes from budget cuts, and to ensure that every second of the school day is used to prepare children for standardized tests, schools are turning to math and vocabulary instruction during gym class.
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To be honest, I'm not sure how I feel about this turn of events...

As a teacher, I know that different students have different learning styles, and perhaps physical learning will illuminate subjects that a classroom lecture might not. On the other hand, as a runner, I know that sometimes the mental "down time" of my workout is the time when my brain makes connections and gathers insights that do not flow when I am engaged in active thought.


Wild Turkey

Turkeys are terrorizing one California town...

The turkey takeover started in November. Perhaps it's payback for Thanksgiving?
Florida Governor poses his daughter for a photo with the Thanksgiving turkey
 before dinner (Thanksgiving 1959). No wonder the turkeys are mad.
Source.

Adulthood

This week I did adult things like meet with a lawyer to do the paperwork for a will and power of attorney, surf real estate ads for property, apply for jobs in DC, and... load the dishwasher:
Source: themetapicture.com via Beth on Pinterest

Quote of the week:
(Learning to count while working out)
At the gym doing push ups... "1... 2... 3..."
Attractive person walks by... "97... 98...99."
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Happy Friday, friends!


Thursday, January 17

Postcards from Austin (dining out)

When we last left our heroes on their travel adventure in Austin, they had just finished a run around Town Lake and were headed to 24 diner where they beat the crowds to demolish huge plates of food...
Being awake early (and not hung over) on New Years Day
meant we beat the brunch rush...
Brunch of champions:
deviled eggs, strong coffee, and steel-cut oats with apple chutney at 24 Diner.
Thanks to the recommendations of an ol' grad school pal, we also dined at Trudy's and the South Congress Cafe. The cafe, like many restaurants in Austin, serves brunch until late in the day so I enjoyed carrot cake french toast at 3pm.
Carrot cake french toast and venison sausage at South Congress Cafe
Goat cheese salad at South Congress Cafe
A word to the wise: The lines are long and the dining areas are crowded at every popular restaurant in Austin. Be prepared to wait an hour for a seat and to dine elbow-to-elbow with the strangers at the next table.

We spent quite a lot of time staring at the front door of the South Congress Cafe... (but the food was delicious).
South Congress Cafe
The Texas Chili Parlor was the one place where we didn't have to wait for a table. Soooo divey. But soooo delicious. The restaurant is a favorite among local UT fans. (Be forewarned, the XXX chili is not for the faint of heart, but then neither is this restaurant...)
Texas Chili Parlor
(I tried to take photos of my chili, but it was too dark inside to get a good pic.)
Austin also has a thriving food truck scene. Hubby enjoyed Torchy's Tacos...
Torchy's tacos: an Austin favorite
... while I browsed a nearby open-air market.
Arts market on South Congress
I am both ashamed and proud to admit that I ate several meals at the Whole Foods flagship store on Lamar and 6th.
Whole Foods
The store has the fresh produce, whole grains, unique spices, and healthy foods you'd expect at a Whole Foods... (with crowds galore)
Floral section of Whole Foods Austin
... and also has a series of cafe-style mini restaurants within the market, along with the biggest salad bar I've ever seen.

Seriously, if you're in Austin, go to the store. Eat there. Browse the beer cave (yes there is a beer cave). It will not disappoint.
Brew pub "cafe" within Whole Foods
Speaking of beer... the nightlife scene in Austin offers something to suit almost any taste. Be prepared to stay up late.

And not for nothing... the bartenders in this town make a mean margarita. Look for "Mexican martinis" on many bar menus (a double margarita served in a cocktail shaker is often the economical purchase if you plan to have more than one).
Margaritas: The Skinny & The Silver Spur at The Iron Cactus (6th & Trinity)
We'll end this culinary adventure where the (actual) trip began... The Salt Lick Bar-B-Que just north of the city in Round Rock, TX.
Slicing brisket at The Salt Lick
We feasted on ribs, smokey brisket, smoked sausages, baked beans, potato salad, coleslaw, pickles, and onions. (No Texas bbq plate is complete without a side of pickles and onions.)

What's your favorite style of barbecue?
Favorite post-run meal?

Sunday, October 28

Race report: McGuire's Halloween Run

Yesterday nearly 1,000 runners, walkers, superheroes, and zombies took part in the sixteenth annual McGuire's Halloween Run 5k and 10k in Destin, FL.
Bagpipers serenade runners at the start of the race.
The start:
McGuire's provided coffee, donuts, and bananas for pre-race breakfast. While I generally do not eat before a race, the goodies were a nice touch.

The bad:
If you were looking for a race, this is not the event for you.
Runners make their way to the starting line
More than half of the runners are decked out in Halloween attire, so most participants (myself included) cruise along and enjoy the spectacle of a 3.1 mile trotting costume parade. In other words, this is a participatory event more than a race.
Where's Waldo? (Hint: There are 3 in this photo...)
In fact, I would caution runners against trying to race the 5k course.

Since the 5k route is out-and-back, the fleetest runners had to weave their way through a slow-moving mass of runners and walkers who took up most of the roadway. Let's just say that traffic cones might have helped to corral runners onto the right side of the street... Fortunately, 10k runners had less trouble with course crowding.

Also, the race had one other major flaw. Rather than hand out cups of water, volunteers were distributing disposable water bottles. If runners wanted to run holding a water bottle, chances are, they would have brought their own.

Based on the pile of discarded, half-full plastic bottles I saw littering the course, I have one word for whoever made the plastic bottle decision: wasteful.

The good:
Any race that provides ample parking and flush toilets is a good race in my book.

The race, despite the Halloween theme and promise of post-race booze, was well attended by families with children. Many parents, dressed as caped crusaders, pushed jogging strollers full of pint-sized Power Rangers and pumpkins.
As Halloween events go, the crowd was fairly tame - with risque outfits outnumbered by Gumbies, zombies, and superheroes by a wide margin.

The finish:
The post-race party is the highlight of any McGuire's race, and the Halloween Run did not disappoint. Finishers re-hydrated with beer and Irish Wakes (the restaurant's signature orange juice and rum drink).

Restaurant staff and volunteers also dished out stew, bread, and other goodies for hungry runners.
Irish Wakes
The highlight of the already-good post race party is the costume contest, which involves a costumed chorus line (think Rockettes, but with zombies and superheroes).

If the costumed antics don't get you laughing, you have no soul. (Maybe a vampire got yours?)
Costume contest chorus line

The verdict:
Run (or zombie crawl) this race if:

  • you love Halloween,
  • you like a good rum drink, or
  • you feel like spending your morning at a block party.

Zombies! Run!!!

Do not run this race if:

  • you want a PR,
  • you think Halloween costumes are stupid, or
  • you are disgusted by crowds of people drinking at 10am.


Oh... and our costumes!
My friend, C, was visiting for the weekend, so she and I dressed in matching uniforms (complete with beer pitcher and chicken wing props) and Hubby was... well... let's just say he was a big hit with the kiddies on the course because he frequently stopped to hand out COOKIES.
Putting the finishing touches on our Cookie
Monster and Waitress costumes and props
For what it's worth, running in thick nylons while carrying a pitcher was not nearly as miserable as I thought it would be. That said, this is the scariest running costume I've worn in years (see last year's pumpkin and the prior year's road runner)...

For more photos from the event, see the McGuire's Halloween Run slideshow.

Halloween costumes: yea or nay?
Are you running and Halloween-themed races this year?
Best Halloween costume you've ever seen?
(My favorite at this year's race was a trio of women dressed as rock-paper-scissors. Loved it!)

Sunday, September 9

My weekend (in photos)

This weekend I worked a lot, ran a little, and took some photos.

Rather than rant about working a full day on a Saturday or rave about how good my elliptical-to-treadmill 7-miler was (recovery run!), I figured I'd share a few of the photos.

The photos are a lot more fun.
Rainbow over the bayou on Saturday morning

Spotted an adorable little tree frog (I think it's a squirrel tree frog).
Any critter that eats bugs is a good critter in my book!

Signs of fall? Southern Tier Pumking (Imperial pumpkin ale) and a hard cider
make for-class reading feel less like work and more like a relaxing afternoon
I'd include photos of my Sunday afternoon football-watching, too, but I don't want a cease-and-desist from the NFL...

Tuesday, August 7

Fit frequent flier

I travel for play. I travel for work. In either case I work hard to maintain a balance between obligations (social, work, or otherwise) and fitness. (I also like to sample the local beers and wines when I travel, but we'll get to that later...)

When I was in San Diego for work last week, I had the opportunity to stay at a Westin hotel, which was a switch for me. (I normally stay at another place, closer to my office. And before you start rolling your eyes about marketing masked as a "review," I should note that I am not yet cool enough to score free hotel nights for my writing...)

Of all the places I've stayed for business and pleasure travel, the Westin has 'em all beat for fitness-friendliness.
Westin hotels take pride in being fitness-focused
Here are just a few of the fitness perks Westin offered during my stay:
  • One of the most gorgeous gyms I've seen in a hotel, spread across two rooms that accommodated a full set of free weights ranging from 3 - 30+ pounds, multiple state-of-the-art cardio machines, and plenty of room for at least a dozen people to work out without feeling crowded.
  • A fitness gear "rental" system: For $5 a hotel guest can borrow workout clothes and shoes. (Now, I don't know why anyone would travel without running clothes. Mine get packed before my business suits. But if my luggage ever gets lost, I'll keep this program in mind.)
  • Fresh fruited water in the hotel lobby. Strawberry mint, cucumber, pineapple, grapefruit, lemon, and apple cinnamon were among the offerings during my stay. It was delightful to come back after a long day in the office or a long run and have a cup (or 3) of cold pineapple water waiting for me.
  • Fresh fruit and healthy snacks in the hotel lobby on weekends. Forget cookies and candy (though they had those, too). Westin's snack bar was stocked with plenty of fresh fruit and mixed nuts.
  • Oh, and if you prefer your workouts to be private, Westin can arrange a room with in-room fitness equipment for you.

On my way home from the trip, I had a long layover in Dallas-Fort Worth.

I finally got a chance to try the DFW yoga studio in person. The practice area, snuggled between the B and D terminals, is stocked with yoga mats and hand sanitizer. Given the hustle and bustle of the rest of the airport, the space is amazingly quiet.

While I didn't get in a full practice, it was lovely to take my shoes off and stretch out a bit after hours of being smooshed into tiny, uncomfortable chair.

In other airports I like to find a quiet corner of an unused gate for "airport yoga." A few twists, bound-angle pose, and some forward bends between flights help work out some of the kinks of cross-country travel. But, on the downside, I occasionally get strange looks from other travelers.

DFW's yoga studio solves that problem, and gave me both the room and the privacy to practice some more bold poses (that I'm sure would get me picked up by security otherwise) like downward-facing dog, cat/cow, and extended side angle.
Yoga practice area at DFW
And lest you think my trip to San Diego was all fit and healthy (you know better by now, right?), I admit that I did quite a bit of beer tasting heavy drinking. It's San Diego, and San Diego is known for big, hoppy IPAs. And I am a fan of big, hoppy beers.

With breweries like Stone, Alpine, Port/Lost Abbey, Green Flash, and dozens of others, how could I not partake?
Sampling one of many local brews at Bottlecraft in San Diego
I wanted to smuggle some Green Flash Trippel back in my suitcase, but TSA wouldn't let me.

How do you stay fit when you travel?
What's your favorite-of-all-time beer?

Friday, June 29

Weekly roundup: Friday potluck

Welcome to another weekly roundup: the Friday potluck!

Today I'm serving up sports scuttlebutt and booze news, topped off with recommended reading and a quote of the week.

The anti-superhero?

If Alysia Montaño's post-race interview made her my new running hero, Nick Symmonds' interview did just the opposite. Symmonds used his Olympic Trials fame to score a date with Paris Hilton
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(Seriously, Nick, all that fame and all that speed, and you used it for evil?)


Grunts be gone!

The Women's Tennis Association is implementing a grunt-o-meter at tournaments.
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I can't think of another sport that takes its cues from Planet Fitness...

(Sooo many other potential punch-lines! So little time!)


Can't wait 'til happy hour?

Just thinking about a drink can help you relax!

(Try explaining that one to the officer... Sir! I didn't have anything to drink, I was just thinking about drinking!)
Source: humorgasms.com via Serena on Pinterest

On the other side of the relaxation spectrum, just thinking about the price tags on the world's most expensive beers has given me a headache. (Can you imagine the bar tab for a couple of those babies?)

And just because the beers are expensive, doesn't mean you'd want to drink 'em... The world's second most expensive beer is 55 percent alcohol by volume (which is about 10 times higher than the average neighborhood brew) and costs a whopping $765 per bottle... and... (wait for it!)

...those bottles are made of taxidermied animal bodies! Beer served in a dead rodent!
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Seriously. Who would spend money on that???


Recommended reading:

This week's recommendation isn't a book, it's a concept.

Kathryn at Pavement Runner started a program she's calling Pave it Forward. Kathryn's plan is to give away a book that she has read, usually on endurance training, and the recipient agrees to write a review and send the book on to another lucky reader.

I like this idea so much, I might have to imitate her. (Sincerest form of flattery, no?)


Quote
 of the week:


This week's quote was so good, I had to repeat it.
“The flower is.. to me, means strength with femininity. I think that a lot of people say things like 'you run like a girl.' That doesn't mean that you have to run soft or you have to run dainty. It means that you're strong. We are the givers of life."
Alysia Montaño (after winning the women's 800 meter race to qualify for the 2012 US Olympic team)"

Happy Friday, friends!

Tuesday, June 5

Running will kill you (or not) - and a stats lesson

One death in the ultra-running community, and suddenly there's a flurry of news headlines touting research that "running is bad for you." Recent publications from the Mayo Clinic Proceedings and American Journal of Cardiology show that endurance athletes have higher rates of atrial fibrillation (irregular heartbeat) than non-runners and moderate exercisers.

But there is plenty of well-documented, conflicting evidence that running is linked to longer life expectancy. And isn't obesity killing us? (Or maybe high BMI isn't so bad if you exercise, too.)

Is your head spinning yet?
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What's a runner to believe?

Allow me to switch hats to my "day job" for a moment, wherein I get paid to play with data and write articles about correlation...

My advice:
Believe none of the headlines.
Not the good stuff or the bad stuff.
And here's why...

First:
Each of the headline-grabber articles shows correlation, not causality.

Correlation is a purely statistical relationship. For example: ice cream consumption and bicycle accidents rise and fall at about the same time of year.
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Causality is the reason why those things vary together. Clearly, from our example, ice cream doesn't cause more bike accidents; long, hot summer days are to blame for both.

The best analysis will try to show both correlation and causality. Unfortunately, in the messy realm of real-world statistics, that's often easier said than done.

To be fair, the 2008 study did attempt to identify exercise as the cause for lower disability and higher life expectancy among runners by controlling for factors including age, sex, body mass index, smoking, and disability level. But maybe the investigators failed to capture some key explanatory variable like the "running buddy effect?" After all, research does show a positive correlation between social networks and health.

And in the new studies that show higher rates of heart malfunction among endurance athletes, maybe the analysis fails to account for those with extremely low body weight? Research shows that both "underweight" (low BMI) and obesity are correlated with higher mortality than "normal" weight. Or maybe ultra-runners are more likely to eat a certain type of food, or are more likely to go through bouts of dehydration...?

The point is that no study can control for all factors.

In fact, the American Journal of Cardiology article even admits to this weakness:
"Recent studies have shown that the prevalence of AF [atrial fibrillation] is higher in individuals who are involved in intense short-term training and long-term sports participation compared to general population of the same age although clear evidence about the causal relation between these conditions is lacking." (emphasis added)
To look at the importance of understanding both correlation and causality, let's take a step back and consider alcohol.

We've all heard that moderate alcohol consumption is "good for our health," right?

Well... it's not that simple.

The alcohol/health correlation is based on the U-shaped "mortality risk" curve shown below. In this case, much like with golf scores, a lower number is better because it means less likelihood of dying at any given point in time.

Those who drink 0 drinks per day (left side of chart) have a higher mortality risk (i.e. are more likely to kick the bucket) than those who drink, say, 20 grams (slightly more than 1 drink) per day. After that first drink, risk of death starts going up. (By the far right hand side of the chart we're drinking ourselves into instant liver failure.)
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The data clearly show that moderate alcohol consumption is correlated with lower "mortality risk."

So pour me a beer, right?

Not so fast.
We've forgotten about that little problem of causality.

When we stop to think about the "reasons" - the causal factors - that make those abstainers avoid alcohol, a few causes stand out:
  • People who are non-drinkers might abstain because they have another health problem (think of prescription labels that warn about adverse drug interactions with alcohol).
  • Non-drinkers may have been problem drinkers in the past (thus the damage may already be done).
  • And last, but not least, people who are moderate drinkers probably are drinking with friends (again with that pesky "friend" benefit).
Once researchers controlled for those other factors (especially that doosie in the first bullet point - the underlying health conditions) the curve shifted. Mortality risk is higher for every gram of alcohol consumed per day.

Moderate alcohol consumption isn't the cause of better health, it's a symptom of it!

When we look at statistics, we must keep in mind both the correlation and the causal factors. The statistical relationship is important, but the reason for the relationship is more important.

Second:
(You thought I was done? Well, almost...)
Even if there was a proven link between exercise and longer (or shorter) life there will still be a sizeable minority of the population that bucks the trend.
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Correlation predicts average results.
Some of us are a-typical.
Outliers.
Extreme cases.

And (unfortunately) we have no idea who is typical and who is unique until we test the theory in that great "experiment of one."

The moral of this story:
Talk to your doctor.
Listen to your body.
Read the literature, but do so with a critical eye.

(And if you don't believe me, try Amby Burfoot and George Sheehan's take on the conflicting headlines.)

Friday, May 4

Potluck

Welcome, friends, to another Friday potluck.

First, the food and beverage:
I thought there was no food more perfect than a spoonful of peanut butter straight out of the jar. But I stand corrected. Ruth Reichl, author of some of my favorite non-fiction books, teaches us how to build a better PB&J.

And to wash that sandwich down, this week Slate asks (and answers) "Do different types of booze get you drunk in different ways?" (Seriously, does this count as research? Anyone who has ever had tequila knows the answer...)

From this week's "clearly they've been drinking" files:
Apparently "loub jobs" are the latest craze.
Sounds dirty, no?
It does involve a foot fetish.
In all honesty, I'd be happier if this was a naughty story. Unfortunately this is not a sex fad. It is more of a sad commentary on the bizarre lengths people will go to for "beauty." There is a trend afoot to inject collagen into the heels, toe pads, and balls of women's feet.

Why would anyone do this?
To wear 6- or 7-inch heels, of course!
Source: google.com via Beth on Pinterest

More people need to read Bad Shoes & The Women Who Love Them...

In the meantime, I'll be at Jazzfest, craming my maw with crawfish and filling my ears with tunes. Feel free to track my jazzy New Orleans travel adventure:


Parting thoughts (aka quote of the week):
Listen to your body. Do not be a blind and deaf tenant.
Dr. George Sheehan

Would you ever have your body surgically altered, and if so, for what?

Sunday, April 22

A little R & R

The final results are posted for the trail 10k.
  • My finish time: 1:00:10
  • 6th female (out of 32) and 11th overall (out of 60)
  • 2nd in women 30-39
There was some mention of "award winners" on the event website. My name shows up on that list, but Hubby and I left before the awards ceremony started, and my inquiry to the race organizer hasn't been answered yet.

Either way, after 2 races in 6 days, I'm taking a much-needed rest day.

My definition of rest looks like this:
North Bay trail at the Naval Live Oaks Area of Gulf Islands National Seashore
The weather today is truly gorgeous - one of those rare, perfect days in northwest Florida. It also happens to be National Park Week (read: free entry to all national parks until April 29). Plus, I'm still on a trail high from yesterday's race. So Hubby and I took a mid-morning hike through part of the Naval Live Oaks area at Gulf Islands National Seashore.

Our hike was leisurely and relaxing. Call that "active rest" if you must, but I couldn't let a perfect day go to waste by staying indoors. (There's plenty of time to be indoors Monday through Friday. Call that "work" if you must.)

My definition of rest also looks like this:
French wine selection at a local wine shop.
Once upon a time, I was a bit of an oenophile.

Oh, who am I kidding?

I still love wine.
I've just gotten out of the habit of going to tastings and frequenting wine bars.

After our leisurely hike, and a leisurely lunch, I took off to a wine store and spent an hour browsing the shelves for bottles I haven't tried before. The clerk poured me a taste of a tempranillo that he "just happened to have open."

Marketing works.
The wine was delicious.
Two bottles came home with me.
One might not last the night.

That's my idea of a restful day.

What's your perfect rest day?

Sunday, January 8

Recipe for a Sunday run

Freshly baked run!
Ingredients:
1 runner
2 shoes
1 bottle of water
3 pieces of gum
12 miles
1 Bloody Mary
Bodyglide (optional)

Directions:
  • Put shoes on runner.
  • Be sure to double knot the laces, because they keep coming undone. (This annoyance might be enough to convince this runner to switch to barefoot running.)
  • Grease sides of runner with Bodyglide to prevent chafing.
  • Hand runner 1 bottle of water and 3 pieces of gum.
  • Push runner out the door.
  • Sweat at 73 degrees (yes, in January) for 2 hours, or until 12 miles are done. Whichever comes first.
  • Feed gum to runner if runner complains that it is too F#@$%ing hot for the middle of winter. (Repeat up to 2 more times. More than that, and the runner's jaw will seize up... which, on second thought, might be a good way to stop the runner's cussing about the heat...)
  • Add more water to achieve desired hydration level.
  • Top off with Bloody Mary when finished.

Tuesday, December 13

The dark side of streaking

I'm HOME (and a bit tipsy, but more on that later...)

I flew into San Diego on Sunday night. I'm here for a week. I'd love to spend the next 20 minutes waxing poetic about how good it feels to be home, how wonderful my friend H was to host me for the first two nights, and how much fun I had at last night's group run with my long-time running buddies.

BUT
Right now I want to hurl.

Yesterday was about healthy living and an excellent run, in the rain, with good friends.

Today is about happy hour with friends/coworkers and trying to keep a running streak alive, even if the miles per minute are equivalent to the runner's (ahem, my) BAC.
Source: google.ca via Nadine on Pinterest

My short visit means a jam-packed schedule of work and social obligations to balance with running goals. Today, for example, included an early wake-up, a day full of meetings, a work-lunch, and a coworker's birthday happy hour. Clearly there would be no running before 8pm. I knew would need to hit the dreadmill as soon as I returned to my hotel. I did not think of the birthday angle, or anticipate that the birthday girl would request a round of tequila shots...

Source: la-luna-de-coco.tumblr.com
via Taylor on Pinteres
Note to self...
Never try to run a mile after two shots of tequila and a plate of nachos referred to as "dinner." No matter how wedded you are to the idea of run-streaking, this is a BAD IDEA.

I thought, maybe, running with a hash group might have prepared me for this... But no. I feel awful.

On the plus side, the streak lives on!

On the minus side, half an hour after ending my mere mile...
I still want to hurl...

Have you ever run after a drink or two (or after eating a plate of nachos)?
Stomach of steel or delicate belly?