A fun article here about dog mushers (specifically the Iditarod) and their food habits. Dogs will consume up to 10,000 calories a day. This article says 3,000 per day for mushers, but I think it's significantly higher than that.
I just remember my friend Andy who stayed with me for awhile as he was skiing the Iditarod trail. He had mailed ahead food, some of which he left behind - King Size Snickers and Little Debbie snackcakes and all sorts of junk. He and his friends (there were three skiing together) were eating machines. Like Todd, a former roommate of mine who used to run marathon distances for fun on weekends. (Once when he said he was going for a little run I asked if he would take Selma. Hours later they came home and I asked how she did: "Oh, she was fine the first 18 miles or so, but then I had to kind of drag her." That's a LITTLE RUN?! She forgave him because he always shared ice cream with her - even sharing a spoon with her.)
Me, I'll just eat at BoBo's with Michele and Shirley after a nice elliptical session. Which, BTW, reading while ellipticizing - doesn't work for me.
There was this guy that came in and made sort of a little production - he had a big bag of stuff and got on the elliptical, with this whole, "I'm an athlete and this is my space," attitude. Yeah, he lasted about 5 minutes, and then he was actually off the machine and standing in front of it to watch TV basketball game. I kept looking over to see if he was still there - when I left almost an hour later, he had only moved closer to the TV.
Um, this is NOT the way to get in shape, dude!
One of my students requested that I pick a more Mexican-sounding word than "dude." Pointing out to him that I'm white didn't sway him. I said "pendejo" probably isn't appropriate, and guey (however you spell it) sounds goofy from my mouth, and vato isn't so cool anymore. What's a white girl to do?
I just remember my friend Andy who stayed with me for awhile as he was skiing the Iditarod trail. He had mailed ahead food, some of which he left behind - King Size Snickers and Little Debbie snackcakes and all sorts of junk. He and his friends (there were three skiing together) were eating machines. Like Todd, a former roommate of mine who used to run marathon distances for fun on weekends. (Once when he said he was going for a little run I asked if he would take Selma. Hours later they came home and I asked how she did: "Oh, she was fine the first 18 miles or so, but then I had to kind of drag her." That's a LITTLE RUN?! She forgave him because he always shared ice cream with her - even sharing a spoon with her.)
Me, I'll just eat at BoBo's with Michele and Shirley after a nice elliptical session. Which, BTW, reading while ellipticizing - doesn't work for me.
There was this guy that came in and made sort of a little production - he had a big bag of stuff and got on the elliptical, with this whole, "I'm an athlete and this is my space," attitude. Yeah, he lasted about 5 minutes, and then he was actually off the machine and standing in front of it to watch TV basketball game. I kept looking over to see if he was still there - when I left almost an hour later, he had only moved closer to the TV.
Um, this is NOT the way to get in shape, dude!
One of my students requested that I pick a more Mexican-sounding word than "dude." Pointing out to him that I'm white didn't sway him. I said "pendejo" probably isn't appropriate, and guey (however you spell it) sounds goofy from my mouth, and vato isn't so cool anymore. What's a white girl to do?

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holmes? or the more mainstream "homie?"
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