Monday, September 29, 2008

&@^%*#+!

Just in case you live on another planet, the stock market totally tanked today with a near 800 point loss. More than a trillion dollars instantly evaporated from the US economy in one day. That is one T-R-I-L-L-I-O-N! Congress was totally paralyzed over the 700 billion dollar package designed to ease the credit markets and allowed one trillion to go down the drain.

I took my own hit when my investments went south, so this crisis isn't just about the big banks and the Wall Street. It's about the little guy too! When the 800-pound gorilla in the room has a bad day, it's not wise to ignore it. Congress would do well to remember that.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Got Chocolate Milk?

I've been doing a lot of reading and research lately about sports drinks. My big problem this season is staying properly fueled during events. Gatorade just doesn't seem to have enough of what I need for really hot days, so I've started looking into some of the other products on the market. During my research, I stumbled across an article touting the benefits of low-fat chocolate milk as a recovery drink. The article and a link are posted below.


CBS News Story
During a 2004 Summer Olympics awash in controversies over steroids and supplements, one sportswriter wryly noticed that top American swimmer Michael Phelps was playing it safe -- he preferred to drink Carnation Instant Breakfast between races.

Now it appears that the six-time gold medalist may have been onto something. A new study shows that plain old chocolate milk may be as good -- or better -- than sports drinks like Gatorade at helping athletes recover from strenuous exercise.

The study, published in the International Journal of Sport Nutrition and Exercise Metabolism, was small in scale; it was partially funded by the dairy industry. But dietitians say the study should help to counter the notion that high-tech, expensive supplements are better than whole foods when it comes to athletic performance. They also note that milk contains key nutrients, such as calcium and vitamin D, in quantities that sports drinks can’t match.

"[Milk] is a sports drink ‘plus,’" Keith Ayoob, EdD, a registered dietitian and associate professor of pediatrics at the Albert Einstein College of Medicine, tells WebMD. "It will supply you with things you need whether or not you’re working out."

The study builds on findings that intense endurance exercise reduces the muscles’ supply of stored glucose, or glycogen, a key source of fuel for exercise. To maximize glycogen replacement, the American College of Sports Medicine and the American Dietetic Association recommend taking in a serving of carbohydrates within 30 minutes after a long and vigorous workout.

Milk vs. Sports Drinks


Common sports drinks such as Gatorade supply those carbs, as well as fluids and electrolytes lost through sweat. However, more recent research suggests that adding protein to the mix may further hasten recovery. Hence the new wave of drinks such as Endurox R4 that include protein as well as higher doses of carbs.

In the study, nine male cyclists rode until their muscles were depleted of energy, then rested four hours and biked again until exhaustion. During the rest period, the cyclists drank low-fat chocolate milk, Gatorade, or Endurox R4. During a second round of exercise, the cyclists who drank the chocolate milk were able to bike about 50% longer than those who drank Endurox, and about as long as those who drank the Gatorade.

The findings suggest that chocolate milk has an optimal ratio of carbohydrates to protein to help refuel tired muscles, researcher Joel M. Stager, PhD, Indiana University kinesiology professor, tells WebMD.

But the most puzzling result of the study, experts say, was why Endurox -- which has the same carb-to-protein ratio as the chocolate milk -- fared so poorly. Researcher Jeanne D. Johnston, MA, tells WebMD it may have to do with the different composition of the sugars in the milk. Another theory is that the sugars in the milk may be better absorbed in the gut than those in the Endurox.

Edward F. Coyle, PhD, a researcher on exercise and hydration at the University of Texas, tells WebMD the trial would have been stronger if the researchers had also tested the effect of flavored water or another dummy (placebo) drink.

The study was partly funded by the Dairy and Nutrition Council, an industry group. Coyle says that the study’s reliance on industry funding is not unusual in the world of sports research, as federal funding for such research is hard to come by.

A Cheaper Alternative?


While rapid nutrient replacement may not be important for casual exercisers, it can make a big difference in performance for competitive athletes who work out vigorously once or twice a day, says Roberta Anding, a sports dietitian and spokeswoman for the American Dietetic Association.

Anding has long recommended chocolate milk for young athletes who come to her practice at Texas Children’s Hospital in Houston. For children and teenagers from lower-income families, it doesn’t make sense to spend serious money on sports drinks when they can get milk as part of a subsidized lunch program, she tells WebMD. The only advantage of sports drinks, she notes, is that they never spoil.

Ayoob estimates that more than two-thirds of teenagers should be drinking more milk anyway because they don’t get enough calcium in their diets. He also recommends milk for its vitamin D and potassium content. “For me, this is a no-brainer,” he says.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Biloxi Race Photos

Here are some photos of my race in Biloxi from back in June. You can't tell from the pics, but I felt really bad during this race and just wanted it to be over. I did the Mississippi/Louisiana Road Championships the day before in Natchez where I ran out of water and quickly faded on the next to last lap. My stomach wasn't right for the entire weekend. The worst part of the weekend was going to the Blow Fly in Gulfport to eat. I just didn't have an appetite and only picked at my crab cakes. That just goes to show how bad I felt because I would normally devour the crab cakes from the Blow Fly.


Saturday, September 20, 2008

This could be Ugly

I went down to Pat Lamar Park today for some light barrier work in preparation for the coming cyclocross season. Let me just say it was ugly, and I'm probably going to get pounded if I don't make drastic improvement in the coming days.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

1 Weekend and 4 Events

The first weekend of October looks to be a busy one with four cool events from which to choose. I can't do all four, so I'm going to have to make a hard choice soon. The 12 hours of Stank is the closest, but I'll have to do it solo since I don't have teammates just yet. The Bluff City Blues is always a fun ride and well supported, so that's an option. The Monte Sano Fat Tire Festival sounds interesting and exploring new trail is always fun. October 5 brings the first cyclocross race of the year, and I've really been looking forward to that. Decisions, decisions, what is a bike nerd to do?


Oct. 4th, 12 Hours of Stank. Bartlett, TN.
Oct. 4th, Bluff City Blues 100. Memphis, TN
Oct. 5th, Bama Cross . Birmingham, AL (Avondale)
Oct. 4&5, Monte Sano Fat Tire Festival. Huntsville, AL

Friday, September 12, 2008

Can You Read This?

Try reading the paragraph below. This is really quite interesting.

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Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Not a Happy Camper

I decided to take advantage of the nice weather and went out to the Whirlpool trails for an easy recovery ride today. I had a nice ride for about an hour or so. That is until I heard a weird crack and my bike stopped moving forward. As it so happened, I sucked a six-inch stick into my rear Derailleur and completely decapitated it from my bike. The rear hanger is also bent. I'm not a happy camper right now.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

He's Baaaaaaack.

Just in case you haven't heard, Lance Armstrong is coming out of retirement. I can already hear the groans from the European cycling press.

You can read the story here.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

2008 Clear Creek Challenge

It’s the start. It’s the anticipation and the uncertainty of what will soon unfold. It’s the worst part of any race and this one was no different. I hate the beginning of races. I just want to get into the rhythm of the race and have it all over as soon as possible.

I arrive at Clear Creek almost two hours before my race to guarantee plenty of time to warm up and get things in order. Given all the cobwebs I encountered on the trail, I was obviously the only person out there at the time. After doing the first 3 miles of the trail, I rode up and down the paved road for about half an hour, and then went to the staging area ready to meet my fate. Did I mention how much I hate the start?

I took a position on the front and to the far left. This gave me the best line to the trailhead.

Thirty seconds to the start!

I’m clipped in and squeezing the brake levers.

Fifteen seconds to the start!

A beep breath and a twitching left leg.

Five seconds to the start!

The chain tightens as I apply pressure to the left pedal.

Go!

We’re off and I’m up front with someone from a Memphis team. The two of us are side by side as we blaze down the gravel road with the trailhead closing fast. I make it to the single tack first and immediately wonder to myself if I made a tactical error. My heart is bounding against my ribs as I’m railing down the trail at top speed. My Kenda tires hook into every corner like magnets! I know I’m setting a pace that is too high to hold, but I stick with it in hopes of opening a gap. That gap never materializes, and I end up towing my competition on my rear wheel. About 1.5 miles into the race, we reach the ATV trail and I attack off the front hoping to shake the guy from Memphis. It doesn’t work. I settle into a fast pace and decide to launch another attack on the climbs in the back three miles of the trail. I never get my chance as my left grip clips a tree and I go tumbling off the trail. The guy behind me attacks and opens a huge gap. After remounting my bike, I race down the trail as fast as I can go, but can’t see the guy from Memphis. I settle into a fast pace I can hold and figure I’m probably racing for second place.

The climbs in the back three miles play in my favor as I soon see first place struggling up the climbs. I decide not to close the gap and stay about ten or so seconds behind so he will suffer a little longer and to prevent him from falling back on my rear wheel with a full lap to go. My plan seems to work because his speed continued to drop. As we approach the start/finish area, I close the gap and get on his real wheel. Not half a mile into the second lap, he drops a chain on a short climb and I get around him and open up with everything I have. This creates a huge gap, and I go all out when I reach the ATV trail again. After getting back into the single track, I settle into a fast pace and hope for the best. Unfortunately, I start to feel my thighs twinge on the verge of cramps four miles into the last lap. When I make it to the big switchback at 5.5 miles, I completely lock up and can’t make it up on my bike. I’m in severe pain and can’t bend my legs at the knees. I literally walk up the switchback as if I’m on stilts. When I get to the top, I manage to get my legs to bend and toss one over my bike. Ever so gingerly, I pick up speed and continue down the trail. I decide to go as fast as I can without working my thighs too hard. This involves coasting as much as possible, using the granny gear, spinning my way up climbs, and drinking EVERYTHING in my Camel-Bak.

As I reach the seven-mile marker, I know I can win if I make it up the last, and biggest, climb at the 8.5-mile marker. Upon reaching the base of the last climb, I shift down to the granny gear, put my head down, and begin my assent to the top and to the end of my suffering. “Don’t cramp! Don’t cramp”, I think to myself. “All I have to do is make it to the top and roll in on the last half mile”. I make it to the top on the verge of a cramp, but manage to avoid a full-blown lock-up. After catching my breath, I settle into a nice pace and cross the line with a hard-earned victory.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

It's Time!

The clouds are gone. The sun is out. Things are looking good for the coming weekend. It's time to get ready for a mountain bike race!