During the Rio Olympics, I remember reading an article about top-level female athletes and how their menstrual cycles affect training (“For Elite Athletes, Periods Are Still a Question Mark”). It’s a topic we very rarely talk about and, even as a woman who is athletic, something I’d also never really thought about on a broader level.
I’ve been thinking a lot about hormones and health lately, mostly because my terrible sleep patterns have been taking a toll on me and my body. But I also train pretty intensely (typically about 6-7 days per week, lifting heavy or doing crossfit) and I sometimes wonder if there’s something I could be doing to better sync my training regimen with what’s going on in my body.
Meg Squats (yes, I told you, I adore her) shared this video from Elsie Alkurabi not too long ago and I just got around to watching it today. It’s really interesting, and I love the number of studies Elsie cites. It definitely has me hungry to do some more research.
I went to see Paterson primarily because I’m homesick and I get a special type of enjoyment out of seeing NJ’s hills, changing leaves, and, sometimes crumbling, brick architecture in it’s larger, more Northern cities. Guffaw all you want at the statement, but New Jersey is beautiful. Plus, my father’s family is from Paterson, as is Allen Ginsberg, and I always liked that connection.
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From the Newark Airport home, there were no streetlights, no traffic lights, or anything. It’s completely deserted, and there are a few cops every few feet to help at the intersections. It’s such a strange feeling to be driving through this busy urban area, where it’s completely dark, apart from your car headlights.
(Totally shoddy video of the ride home. You get the idea, though.)
On McCarter Highway, a whole lane was being taken up by those waiting for gas. It’s quiet, punctuated briefly by sirens and ambulances coming through.
I’ve been following @CoryBooker on Twitter, who seems to be responding to as many people as he can about the power and heat situations, but there are so many requests coming in and so many families in need.
AMC recently had a Buster Keaton marathon the other night — an all too rare occurrence that reminded me of just how much I love his deadpan antics.