Buttered coffee is a weird new trend where you use butter instead of cream/milk. I normally drink it black, but I was still intrigued. There are apparently some benefits in terms of it having calories, and leaving you full, so you can use it as a meal replacement. I already normally skip breakfast and just have coffee, but I suppose some (non-caffeine induced) morning energy wouldn’t be a bad thing.
In doing my internet research before trying it (mostly figuring out how much to add), I came across the Bulletproof Executive. I’ve never heard of this before, but based on this one article, it seems pretty douchey:
Wow. Anyway, add a tablespoon of butter to coffee, and there you go. You let it dissolve in, and it’s actually pretty good. Mostly just tastes like coffee with cream, but greasier. In a good way I guess?
Amy did the Whole Life Challenge once, and apparently everyone at her gym raves about this. Seems good for people who like cream, but can’t have it either due to lactose intolerance, or silly abidance due weird paleo rules. Cause you can’t have milk, but you can have butter? It’s part of the paleo thing, which still doesn’t make sense, but I digress.
Now we come to the danger. What if you let it get cold? Coffee with cream? Nothing. Coffee with butter? Floaties. Disgusting butter floaties. Which can come as a surprise to you if you are drinking out of a capped thermos. (I just did this again in a regular mug and didn’t want floaties just for the photo.)
Never do this unless you’re going to drink it all at once. Disgusting.
Super good news; from Nature, it looks like we’ll be in an El Niño this winter!
Why is this good? Per Wikipedia, “During an El Niño, snowfall is greater than average across the southern Rockies and Sierra Nevada mountain range, and is well-below normal across the Upper Midwest and Great Lakes states.”
Wow, it’s been more than two months since he was supposed to run that marathon? Do you think he lived?
I’m alive, but I didn’t run that marathon. But I did do another one! The Shiprock Marathon.
The Thursday before the marathon, I messed up my achilles. Then I spent about 4 hours talking myself out of just running it anyway. So I signed up for one about 6 weeks later. Gave myself 2-3 weeks for it to recover, then did a little bit more training. I was definitely much more ready for the first one, but oh well. I finished! Time wasn’t awesome, mostly walked the last 6 miles, but I did it.
Overall it was downhill, and while it was still at about a mile elevation, it’s lower than I’m used to. My Achilles acted up very rarely. When I felt it at all I just knocked down my pace for a few minutes and I was fine.
Shiprock was a cool area, there’s the Shiprock itself (see selfie on right), which has a fun background. When white people came through, we thought it looked like a ship, and named it as such. However, the Navajo people had already named it the “rock with wings”. Hopefully I’m not messing these stories up too much, they explained it while I was eating my carb-loading pasta dinner.
There’s two reasons: 1) during a great battle, wounded Navajo went to this rock and it flew away carried them away to safety. (That’s the one on Wikipedia.) 2) Father Sky and Mother Earth got into a fight, and Father Earth sent down a giant eagle, and the Shiprock is the tailfeathers sticking out of the ground. There are some other feather bits sticking out too.
Four Corners is pretty close too, so I went and did that. Driving back that day was a little rough, lots of snacks and energy drinks were required. You can also see that I got a lot of steps on my pedometer.
I’m still not in love with this running thing, but I think I’ll keep it up.
Running a marathon is one of those things I’ve always wanted to do, just so I can have done it. I don’t like running, it sucks, but maybe because that’s because I suck at it. I’ve tried to get into running a few times, but never seriously.
It is time.
And while we’re at it, let’s start out with a grueling marathon that doesn’t even try and hide it: the Bataan Death March. Really.
8/3: 1 mile (9 mi/min)
9/14: 1 mile (9.2 mi/min)
9/17: 1 mile (8.7 mi/min)
9/20: 1.5 miles (9 mi/min)
9/22: 1 mile (9.7 mi/min)
10/1: 2 miles (9.4 mi/min)
10/5: 1.5 miles (8.9 mi/min)
10/11: 2.5 miles (9.4 mi/min)
10/14: 2.5 miles (10 mi/min)
11/2: 3.5 miles (9.9 mi/min)
11/8: 3.5 miles (10.6 mi/min)
Well, I guess I can kind of run. Short distances. Slowly.
12/26: Registered for Marathon
I actually registered. In fact, I declined the insurance, where if you back out, you can get some of your money back, that would only tempt me. Stephanie, Joe, and Diana also signed up, so I guess we’re in this together…
12/26: 5 miles (9.7 mi/min) (at sea level)
Wow, after adapting to living at elevation (Santa Fe is at 1.5 miles), coming back and exercising I feel like a god!
12/30: 1 mile (10.1 mi/min) (hungover)
12/31: 4 miles (12.1 mi/min)
Okay, even elevation doesn’t compensate for running with a hangover, never doing that again. But did get one last run in at sea level, even if it was shorter and slower than my first one. The big difference is that my legs are becoming the limiting factor, not just becoming short of breath.
Back to Santa Fe
1/13: 6 miles (11.8 mi/min) (back to 1.5 mi elevation)
1/16: 3 miles (9.8 mi/min)
1/19: 2 miles (10.1 mi/min)
That was probably a longer break than I should have taken, but it was icy out, and didn’t seem worth twisting my ankle over. I discovered that running at work is fun, because I can explore some of the areas I never go to. Also, they’re a lot better at shoveling snow and de-icing.
1/30: 4 miles (10.6 mi/min)
2/10: 4 miles (10.2 mi/min)
2/11: 1 mile (9.2 mi/min) (Salida, CO, morning before snowboarding)
Another 11 day gap there. I broke my phone, (dropped it from 2 feet…) and I couldn’t get myself to run without being able to simultaneously track it with RunKeeper, and listen to music.
2/13: 4.5 miles (9.9 mi/min)
2/15: 1 mile (11.8 mi/min) (beer mile)
2/18: 12 miles (11.5 mi/min)
2/25: 3 miles (10.9 mi/min)
2/28: 5 miles (9.5 mi/min)
3/2: 17 miles (12.3 mi/min)
3/5: 1 mile (7.7 mi/min)
Things are getting serious. Did a 12 mile and a 17 mile run. Also tried to see how fast I can run a single mile. That slow 3 mile run was due to trying real running shorts (vs. basketball shorts) and freeballing. I didn’t like either of those.
This morning I’m going to do my last long run before the marathon, a 20 mile run, and then I’m just going to do a lot of short runs before the marathon. Here we go…