Monday, September 18, 2017

Better, Stronger.

I'm 53 and my MQ score is 81 so my muscle quality is off the charts. 

As a runner, your performance obviously depends on the condition and efficiency of your leg muscles. But have you ever considered whether the quality – not just the quantity – of your muscles matters? Believe it or not, studies show that muscles of equal size and volume do not necessarily have equal strength and power. In other words, you and a friend may have the same thigh circumference, but tire out after a different number of squats or leg presses. This capacity of a muscle to produce force per unit of volume is called "muscle quality," or MQ. 
Although MQ was originally thought of as a medical issue, we now know that it's also important in sports and exercise. Dr. Tim Noakes, an internationally-recognized researcher and avid marathon and ultramarathon competitor, was one of the first scientists to highlight the importance of MQ for runners. In his now iconic book, "The Lore of Running," published in 1985, he stated that reduced MQ was one possible cause of the age-related fall in aerobic fitness.
U.S NEWS. "What Is Muscle Quality and Why Is It Important?"

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

And nothing going on.

Not much to say this week. The numbers refusing to budge. Might have to increase the mileage and decrease the wine. Drastic measures. Talk next week.

Sunday, August 06, 2017

Coming Back

Slowly heading in the right direction. Usually takes about 3 weeks until I see significant progress.

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Below are the numbers I'm dealing with as of August 1st. Let's see what I can do by mid September. Guts is 85cm, biggest it's been for a while.

Monday, July 11, 2016

July Update (and a rant)

The video stopped mid sentence, probably better for all, but I think I should finish what I wanted to say. I was talking about how stress and repressed emotional turmoil can have physical effects. Take a look at Dr. Sarno and Tension Myositis Syndrome if you’re interested.

Anyway I was thinking as I was running that the World is going to hell in a hand basket and feeling depressed about it. But somewhat selfishly, you might say, I was thinking too that I can't let it get to me, or my type of thought processes will cause me health problems in the future like they have in the past. 

I know as a white male I'm supposed to be a racist, homophobe, misogynist and an Islamophobe. I'm even told that I'm not able to understand let alone sympathize with the pain of my fellow human beings.

I could spend the rest of my life on the internet trying to prove I’m none of the above to people who I’ll never meet or to those that have their reasons to play divisapolitics (my word). Or I could make the best of living in a time and place that offers more to any one person than has ever been the case in the history of our species.

To save me from myself (useless guilt, worry and self-loathing) I’m trying to understanding that I’m only really responsible to those who rely on me.

And as the Serenity Prayer so eloquently puts it:

“God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”

Yours in the long run ;)