Showing posts with label beer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beer. Show all posts

May 5, 2011

It must be true...

I was sent an article the other day about rehydrating after races.  I thought about looking up the original article to confirm, and then decided I'd rather not look at the hard facts.  I don't want to find any flaws in their logic.


Water is always a good choice to rehydrate after working out, but researchers suggest beer is better



Talk about good news!  Now they just need to study gorging on Easter candy as a method for carb-loading.  I know how I'm going to rehydrate after the Seattle RnR Marathon...

April 23, 2011

Crescent City Classic 10k Recap


The Crescent City Classic is an institution in New Orleans.  Every year, some East African wins the thing, followed by over 20,000 people running, jogging, walking, drinking & eating their way to the finish line.  People who never run the rest of the year manage to make it out for this event.  Since the race is the day before Easter,  many people come out in festive gear to start the festivities.  I, of course, was no exception:
Thanks, M, for procuring the tutus!

M, M's future sister-in-law & Goldilocks
Check out those death rays of sunshine!
There were 4 of us wearing bunny ears, 2 tutus, and 2 of our "Runners are my Peeps" signs.  Sadly, we didn't really stand out with so many people dressed up.  My camera died this morning so I wasn't able to get any action shots on my phone.  You'll just have to believe me.



The highlights?

Starting line:  In the picture (at left) the starting line was WAY up ahead.  It took us over 4 minutes to cross after the gun.  And to make it even better, we were already sweating before we got this close.  It was a hot one with Easter so late this year.

Mental note for next time:  tutus don't breathe well.

Mile 0-1:  Already achieved the state of dripping with sweat.  The crowds were insane so we were zig-zagging all over the place and still barely able to stay under 10:00 miles.

Mile 2:  Jello shots!  They were a bit melty & STRONG.  I learned a lesson though:  If you make jello shots for a race, don't use red.  Go for yellow or something that won't stain.  I had to slow down to avoid drippage since they were no longer solid.

Miles 2-4:  Missed several unofficial beer stops on both sides.  The mob of runners made aiming for anything challenging.

Mile 4:  Mimosas!  This is probably the best thing that happened to us.  They were huge chunks of ice floating in the drinks.  The cups were pretty full & held way more than I would normally drink at a water stop, but I chugged most of mine because it tasted so good.  At this point, we weren't getting much shade and the heat was beating down.

Mile 4-5:  M's future sister-in-law was having a rough time by now.  She's visiting from out of town and her last run was at a high of 47.  The New Orleans heat was taking its toll so we ran this mile slow & steady, aiming for all the shade we could find.

Mile 5-6.2:  At this point I ran in by myself.  The heat was brutal and I mostly wanted to finish fast.  I ran a couple minutes faster per mile for this last one just to get it over with.  Plus, its fun passing people when you're wearing bunny ears & a tutu.

Post-Race Party?  Yes, please.  It was significantly bigger than many full marathons I've run.  There was a stage with a band.  TONS of free jambalaya, red beans & rice, Abita beer, chocolate milk, gatorade, water and Pepsi products.  Event shirts for sale.  Even free 2011-2012 calendars with pictures from past events!

Legs, Spazz & Goldilocks downing some jambalaya.
(Goldilocks was much happier than she looks in the photo)
Spazz & Legs enjoying their red beans & rice
Rehydrating* with my Abita beer.
My goal today was to have fun, which I definitely accomplished PLUS I got a couple free drinks.  The best part is since this is my first 10k (I know... crazy), I now have a PR that involves jello shots & mimosas.  Bonus!

Happy Easter, everyone!

February 18, 2011

Hooky

Yesterday I woke up, got dressed & had my morning coffee.  The weather outside was amazing... 70+ degrees & sunshine.*  The only thought on my mind was that I didn't want to go to class.  I really, really didn't want to go to class.  It was too beautiful a day to have to sit inside and listen to lecture, no matter how good it might be.

Thank God this is the weekend forecast.  Looks like my studies are gonna have a rough spring.
Then I got an email saying that my morning lecture was cancelled and we would only have a 1pm lecture.  This was the kiss of death.  Really?!?  No class all morning?!?  Heck.  There's almost no point in going in for just an hour.

So I didn't.  I played hooky instead.

This is one of the problems joys of grad school.  Our parents aren't around, we're considered "adults" and therefore we're responsible only to ourselves.  Skipping school no longer requires elaborate plans aimed at proving our contagiousness:


So what did I do on my surprise day off?

1.  Went for a fantastic 7 mile run & sweated my face off.
2.  Worked on my Mardi Gras costume.  (It's coming together quite nicely.)
3.  Spent 5 hours on a patio drinking delicious beer with friends.

Days like that kinda make all the blood, sweat & tears of grad school worth it.  What do you do on surprise days off?


*For those of you who live up North, please note that I am not trying to rub it in much.  We each have our own obstacles.  You can feel free to laugh at us Southerners during the summer when our sorry a$$es are running through months with a heat index of 115 degrees.