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I stink. Seriously, I’m really stinky.
And I sweat a lot. Any run over 8 miles usually results in my feet making squishing sounds with each step. So once I’m deep into a training program, my shoes are in a perpetual cycle:
- Soaked with my stinky sweat
- Set out to dry for a couple of days while I fill a second pair of shoes with my stinky sweat during the next workout
- Rinse and repeat
I usually don’t actually rinse them though. So they build up a dried out, soaked in stinky smell. I try sprinkling them with Gold Bond and baking soda every now and then if I remember, but they usually just end up stinking to high heaven.
The other day I Googled this problem and found a great solution–cat litter.
I filled some old rugby socks with cat litter and stuffed them down into my shoes and left them overnight. This removed about 90% of the smell in the shoes.
I’m very proud to share this little trick with you, and when I find out how to get the cat litter smell out of my shoes I will be sure to post the solution.
You never hear these kinds of allegations against Jazzercise.
Investigators allege Wright ran a prostitution operation out of her Zumba studio in Kennebunk and taped her encounters on video equipment set up by Mark Strong, an insurance agent from Thomaston.
As an insurance agent, Mr. Strong clearly has a firm grasp on the concept of risk management.
Hookers–they aren’t just for rugby any more.
HT PacePerMile
An observation:
People who drive slower than me are idiots. People who drive faster are maniacs.
People who make less than me are lazy. People who make more are greedy.
These two statements are equally true, rational, and reasonable.
I been could do all these tricks. The impressive part is that this guy stayed in Zone 2 for the whole thing.
The end of “running-as-a-punishment” in sports? This is ridiculous on so many levels.
- As a coach, I’ve actually planned on including some punishment running as part of a rugby practice before it has even started. Pretending to be displeased with the performance and effort level of your athletes can help them break through a plateau and push themselves to a place they didn’t realize they could go.
- Group “punishment” can help a team become a more cohesive unit as it creates an “us-against-the-coach” situation. It helps a team build a group mentality weeks before ever facing a real opponent.
- Knowing that punishment running is on the table creates artificial pressure during training. In games, there are built in consequences (it’s called the scoreboard) for lazy play and mental errors. You need to find ways to create that pressure in practice. My college rugby coach never used the word “mistake”. His preferred term was “conditioning opportunities”.
- There’s a huge psychological advantage to be gained at game time knowing that the other team has not outworked you in practice, that the game will be so much easier than your preparation was, and that there’s an expectation of effort (with consequences).
- And then there are the days when your practice plans simply can’t work in enough high work-rate activities to provide your players with the fitness time they need. You don’t want to make them run just for running’s sake, but if you can make it seem like they caused themselves to have to run, you once again raise the expectation level.
We’re getting soft.
HT Remy’s World
I saw two men keenly interested in the Presidency have a lively discussion about the roles and responsibilities of the job.
Still, I can’t bring myself to vote for Jim Lehrer.
I learned from “Married With Children”.
Bud Bundy: We’re taking a family poll.
Kelly Bundy: What are we going to do with a pole?
Bud Bundy: We’re going to stick it in your head so we have a place to hang the sign that says, “Duh!”
Kelly Bundy: Great. You guys won’t let me pierce my nose, but you’re going to put a pole in my head.
Think about it America.
A booksmart/streetdumb professional basketball player studying to get his master’s degree in economics secretly pines for his sports agent’s sister–a police detective with a tough-as-nails exterior and a heart of gold. Of course, the ditzy-but-smart athlete messes up every case the object of his affection works and thereby ruins his chances of ever wooing her.
Luckily, the agent always has his client’s back and is able to repair the damage caused, at the same time discovering that the suspect the police were pursuing was innocent and the person you least expected was responsible. This makes his sister look brilliant.
In Season 2 we learn that the agent secretly has a crush on the basketball player, and in the season finale he bursts into the guy’s mansion to express his feelings, where he finds his client making out with his sister.
A song by The Fray plays as we see scenes from the dialog-free aftermath this event caused, including the player missing a series of free throws at the end of a game and costing his team the league championship and resulting in a potential trade.
Who will represent him in the trade negotiations now that the agent has moved to Vancouver to find his spirituality?
What will happen at the police station now that she doesn’t have her brother to help her solve cases?
How will the distance affect their relationship if he really does get traded to Dallas?
Season 3 is gonna be awsum!
@Newscoma is sad to report the death of her trusted vehicle, “Steve Austin“.
The upside is that this leaves room in the garage for a new car, “Colt Seavers”. Reportedly the sound system will be much better and will pay a very catchy theme song every time the ignition is turned on.
Heather Thomas > Lindsay Wagner > Markie Post > Asha Greyjoy
Excerpts from a real conversation:
Her: “I’m just not sure I can run this race in under 4 hours.”
Me: “What kind of pace are you running for your long training runs?”
Her: “My last 20 was at 9:05 pace, but I had a problem with my calf cramping. Maybe it’s because I was dehydrated and tired because I was up sick all night the night before with food poisoning?”
Me: “Uhhhh…you’re sick.”
It later comes out that she ran a 1:46 half marathon when 5 months pregnant…and climbed the Matterhorn at age 15.
Freak.
About halfway through the second season of Game of Thrones I was going on a trip, so I got this A Game of Thrones 4-Book Bundle
But…OMGs (both old and new).
The first two books were so much more detailed than the show that I’m actually re-watching it and realizing how much stuff I missed because they had to cram so much into such a small amount of times. It’s like I didn’t even see the show the first time, just previews for it. But last night I got a whole hour of reading time and made it into book 3.
Just read it. Wait…
Watch it. Read it. Watch it again. (Maybe read it again?)
Casting on this show is unbelievable.
On one hand, I‘m in favor of this.
On the other hand, I really like running stop signs and hopping onto the sidewalks when I’m on my bike. Both are illegal.
Lots of time I’ll run in the road instead of the sidewalk because I want the asphalt surface instead of concrete or want to avoid sprinklers. And I often run in the middle of the street to avoid running on the slanted crown on the side of the road.
What if all the things I do wrong are enforced too?
How about we just start by dinging people who throw cigarette butts out of their windows for littering?
This post on a specific instance of hospitality made me think of this post on hospitality in general.
Look at that…one blog linking to two others.
Since it’s in season, I can give an anecdote of going to the LSU/UT game in the fall of 1992 in Baton Rouge. My traveling buddy was a Lousyanan, but had seen the light and was enrolled at UT. He’d assured me we wouldn’t have to worry about eating or purchasing any pops before the game…we’d be well fed in the parking lot. Having previously traveled to a game in Athens, GA as a visitor, I was skeptical. But I was pleasantly surprised to hear, “Hey! You Tennessee boys come over here and get a bite to eat!” several times between the car and the game. We were polite enough to stop and sample several plates of food and pops.
It was like “Taste of Tiger Stadium” without having to buy tickets. Genuine hospitality.