the huffington post, oddly, today had one of the best discussion i’ve come across on chia, the teeny tarahumara wonder food.
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UPDATE!! TIME CHANGE!!
Due to pressure from The Man (and the weather), we’re changing the run from before the talk to AFTER. Personally, that suits me fine — I’ve never been at peace with anything that takes place in a parking lot at 7 in the morning. I hope it doesn’t disrupt anyone else’s plans. So, to recap: the Gretna trail run is now scheduled for Aug 2 at approximately 12 noon, directly after Brendan Koerner’s book talk. Carved in stone this time.
The Plan: blow off work on Friday, Aug 2 for a book talk/trail run/lakeside beach party
The Events: a wicked fun trail run on wild Appalachian-style trails with Brendan Koerner, author of the insanely well-received The Skies Belong to Us. Brendan is going to run trails with us in the morning, then join us for a picnic breakfast in the woods, then haul himself up to talk while we loll around and listen. Afterwards, there’s a big lake with a high dive and an old-timey swing for anyone who wants to go for a swim.
The Place: well, that’s the hitch. it’s taking place in Mt. Gretna, PA. It’s a gorgeous little forest oasis about a half-hour north of Lancaster, PA. Not a bad drive, and since it’s Friday, you’ll pass 700 excellent Amish roadside stalls with homemade sticky buns and root beer.
The Time: UPDATED: we’re starting the run at 12 noon, directly after Brendan’s book talk
So why are we doing it? I’m not supposed to be leaving my backyard until I finish the book I’m working on, but I really wanted to hear Brendan talk about his book. Plus, I love Gretna’s trails. At first I thought I’d just dart up on my own, grab a run, catch the talk, and scoot home with no one the wiser. But what the hell: might as well make a party out of it. So if anyone wants to join me (and Brendan, who I just found out is a runner and agreed to come kick dirt with us), make your way to Gretna on Friday morning.
AND IF YOU DO…. Door Prizes! Guess what ELSE is happening on Aug 2? Barefoot Ted and His Luna Monkeys are rolling out a new trail model, “The Oso.” It’s a masterpiece. I’ll have a pair to give away, once again using our Korima raffle system: I’ll award the sandals to two people who want to give them to someone else. So come prepared with a hell of a good story and you’ll make someone else very happy.
I’m also kicking in a dozen eggs, fresh-laid that same morning (including one turkey egg!), because that’s all that comes to mind right now.
Plus, I’m sure Brendan will finagle a free copy or two to give away. Right, Brendan?
How Will This Be Organized? Poorly, believe me. Hit me on Twitter or via ‘info” on my website if you want a seat in the soccer-mom van. If other rides from Lancaster become available, I’ll update. Otherwise, safe travels and see you there.
“I was not aware that Ray Rice eats Chia Pets,” said linebacker Terrell Suggs.
According to today’s Wall Street Journal, Baltimore Ravens’ star rusher Ray Rice has been ditching trendy supplements in favor of the ancient nutritional secret of Tarahumara runners: Chia seeds.
“Great things are done when men and mountains meet; This is not done by jostling in the street.” — William Blake
Nature can refresh the brain…“Our senses change. They kind of recalibrate — you notice sounds, like these crickets chirping; you hear the river, the sounds, the smells, you become more connected to the physical environment, the earth, rather than the artificial environment.” — from a New York Times Magazine story about neuroscientists researching the therapeutic effects of wilderness expeditions
Running has been used as a response to clinical depression for a long time (Ultrarunner Lisa Smith-Batchen believes it saved her life, and back in the ’70s a California psychiatrist named Dr. Thadeus Kostrubala was taking his depressed patients out for morning jogs each day on the beach ). But an innovative mental health group in the UK noticed it’s not just about moving your legs; it’s also about where you move them:
I know why I got such a jolt out of iskiate, the Tarahumara’s Stone Age energy brew, when I was down in the Copper Canyons — I was dehydrated and hurting for calories. So was Carl Lumholtz, the great Norwegian explorer, when he explored Tarahumara country in the 1800s and took his first stunned swallows:
“I arrived late one afternoon at a cave where a woman was just making this drink,” Lumholtz wrote. “I was very tired and at a loss how to climb the mountain-side to my camp, some 2,000 feet above. But after having satisfied my hunger and thirst with some iskiate,” he went on, “I at once felt new strength, and, to my own astonishment, climbed the great height without much effort. After this I always found iskiate a friend in need, so strengthening and refreshing that I may almost claim it as a discovery.”
Recently, New York Daily News columnist Lauren Johnston has been experimenting with her own home-brewed Tarahumara Red Bull. Her reaction mirrored mine: You seriously expect me to drink this gunk?, followed by Holy moly! It works!
Meanwhile, over at Runningquest.net, Clynton adds his own gourmet version.
i just wanted to say that this is the best book i have ever read. it felt like a series of lighbulbs going off. your insights and research made me realise what was wrong with my running… the shoes. i am now running in minimal shoes (still working on getting my feet strong enough to run in vibram fivefingers) and my knee and ankle pains are all but vanished, and i now smile when i run. not only is your book full of insight and useful information on nutrition (i now take a flask of chia seeds and orange juice on runs over 10 miles, i like it much more than gel) and training, it is also beautifully written – your descriptions of the tarahumara running are brilliant – and, even though i am now reading it for the second time, i still got excited reading about the tarahumara racing against ann
trason in the leadville run. i will keep an eye on the newsletter to see if you ever come to the uk to talk
thank you so much for this book, it might sound like frothing hyperbole, but i think i can say that it has actually changed my life. running now feels more like flying
thank you mr mcdougall