A few weeks ago, a good friend visited me in Portland. With her dragging me around, I finally got out and toured parts of the city. We had a delicious seafood lunch, checked out the famous Japanese Gardens, and grabbed some infamous Voodoo Donuts.
Shoe Review: SoftStar Shoes Modern Moccasins
I recently took advantage of SoftStar Shoes annual clearance sale and purchased a DIY pair of the Runamoc Dash Lite moccasin with the Vibram trail sole. Here are my first thoughts after wearing them off and in for a few days.
Barefoot Running
I'm a runner. I'm not a great runner - my PR for the mile is 5:20 which I set almost 15 years ago in high school – but I love to run. I hit the trails almost every weekend, something I've been doing since living in Salt Lake City where I lived 15 minutes from 3 different canyons and hundreds of different trails. I also love trying new things and making crazy attempts, like running straight up Angel's Landing in Zion National Park or competing in the popular Spartan Race obstacle events.
My latest self-experimentation has been to join the rising number of barefoot runners. Like most people who go unshod, the big impetus for me was the book Born to Run, by Christopher McDougall. I listened to the audiobook from Audible.com on a trip to Zion and other national parks. I was fascinated, but not completely convinced it was for me. Nevertheless, I started eating chia seeds and thought about it a lot. Every once in a while, I'd take Another day, I came across a beautiful book by Barefoot Ken Bob called Barefoot Running: Step by Step. I bought it as much for the great page layout design as for my curiosity in barefoot running, but by the time I was half way through, I was pretty convinced. Not necessarily convinced that it was the cure for all runners' ailments, but that there was enough information and rationale behind it to warrant giving it a shot. Heck, I didn't have any reason not to. I wasn't trainging for specific races and I was rarely able to run over 10 miles without knee pain, which everything I read indicated would be resolved.
So I gave it a shot. The biggest challenge was finding a way to run barefoot in Salt Lake City during the winter. I wasn't about to try to log miles barefoot in the snow (although I did venture outside once or twice just to confirm that even a few hundred feet hurts). I had heard about minimal running shoes and, although Barefoot Ken Bob adamantly opposes any shoes, I looked into that option. TheClymb.com is an online store offering big discounts on outdoor gear. I took advantage of some offers and ordered a pair of Skora Base and Vivo Barefoot Neo shoes. It's really a different experience and took a long time to get used to them. Unfortunately, I suffered what is often labeled B.R.E.S. – or barefoot running exuberance syndrome. You see, running barefoot (not just in minimal shoes, but actually barefoot) is really quite exhilarating, and at first you feel like you're getting the hang of it with no problem. But unbeknownst to you, your calves and intrinsic foot muscles are getting worked more than they ever thought possible, and eventually something's gotta give. For me, it was my gastrocnemius and soleus when I went for an 8 mile run while training for a half-marathon. About halfway through, my calf started really burning, and by the time I got home, I could barely walk. I had a grade 1 or 2 muscle strain. It swelled up like crazy and I could barely walk for the next week. But, fortunately I was able to heal up quickly enough to run the trail half marathon two weeks later!
After successfully completing the Moab Trail Half-Marathon, 2 weeks after straining my calf.
I learned an important lesson, but I wasn't about to give up. I just needed to give my body more time to adapt to the change in gait and stresses presented by a different running style. I've continued experimenting with barefoot running and minimalist shoes… and I've managed to strain my calves two more times (though not seriously, and I heal within a few days). But it may not be running differently that causes it. It could be my decrease in strength training, or the particular shoes I've been wearing. In fact, over the next few weeks I'll share some 'reviews' of the shoes I've been using as well as other thoughts about barefoot running and fitness.
Scalpels, Microscopes, and Latin Phrases
Here's an attempt to document my experience at chiropractic school over the next 3-4 years.
Quarter 1, Week 1
Umm... no. This week was so filled with orientations and first days of classes that by the end of Thursday I was wiped out. I was killing it in the study area though. Reviews every night, diagramming on the 4'x8' white board in my living room, and sniffing fragrant oils (more on my experimental study habits soon). I'm also pretty sure I aced the 10 question quiz that covered 160 definitions and terms. But, like my high school cross country meets, I soon discovered I went out a little too hard. Fortunately, unlike cross country, starting school with too much effort is better than not enough. I just need to back off a bit and make sure I get some rest in each day.
Quarter 1, Week 2
Most colleges and universities run on a semester schedule. Most chiropractic schools run on a trimester schedule. The courses at [University of Western States] are divided up into quarters. That, of course, means that we have a completely new set of courses every 10 weeks, with a 2 week break after finals. Except that it isn't always that easy. Since some of the basic science courses are meant to be just an introduction, they don't take the whole quarter. Case in point: Spinal Anatomy and Cell Biology. These courses started during the first week, but will be gradually phased out in the next two weeks by Radiographic Anatomy and Biochemistry. What this also means is that the courses go by fast. There is so much information that it's a struggle just to keep up with which class is next and whether I've eaten, let alone reviewing and studying the information that needs to be memorized – which is almost everything.
Scalpels
By far my favorite course is Gross Anatomy. We take 3 sections of it during the first 3 quarters, all of which include a lab. The fabulous thing about Western States is that each chiropractic student has the opportunity to complete a complete dissection of a "fresh" cadaver in a small group of 4-5 classmates. This is a pretty unique program; other chiropractic schools I visited had 2-3 prossected (already cut-up) cadavers for the entire school, that lasted them for years on end. Imagine, 7-15 new bodies coming into our morgue twice a year. That's pretty awesome. I have to admit it's a bit fun to dress in scrubs, grab a sharp scalpel, and play surgeon for a few hours a week. Of course, hacking away at a dead body requires nowhere near the skill of a medical surgeon (who I have heaps of respect for). Due to regulations, I can't share any photos of the lab or cadavers, but here's a website that shows the step-by-step process of dissection WARNING: These are graphic images of a real cadaver. Have a trash can nearby. I was a bit selfish and gave myself the honor of making the first incision. It's a bit tough at first (emotionally and literally) to slice open skin with a load of fat underneath it, but I got used to it quickly and have no trouble with it.
Diagram of Cell Membrane, including the phospholipid bi-layer and membrane proteins.
Microscopes
Surprisingly, I've been enjoying the class I was most afraid of - Cell Biology. I hated my biology classes at BYU, (except for freshman Bio with Marta Adair, which I took as a senior), and was dreading having to learn the Kreb's Cycle, etc. again. (Well, evidently we'll actually get to that in Biochem.) But I've really enjoyed learning more detailed structure of the phospholipid bi-layer and membrane proteins.
Histology of a jejunum cell. These wavy guys line your gut and absorb everything that's good for you.
The best part about the class - the lab where we get to individually use $4,000 light microscopes. Light microscopy isn't anywhere near as exciting as electron microscopy, but at least it's something you can get your hands on. For some reason, I was never excited by opportunities to use a microscope in high school or my undergrad, but It's awesome now!
Latin Phrases
Of course, with anatomy comes a whole new language, mostly based on Latin. Ligamentum, latissimus, levatores, scapularis… all of these words come pretty easy to me. It's probably all the high school Spanish and 3 years of Portuguese, but could also have to do with my obsession with spelling and pronunciation. (FYI, it is lev-uh-tohr-eez and thawr-uh-koh-dawr-suh-l. They wouldn't have put the "e" in there if it was just luh-vey-tohr and thoh-rak-oh-dawr-suh-l just sounds weird.) But it's rekindled my desire to learn another language, so I downloaded Duolingo for the iPhone and have been learning Italian finally. "Io bevo l'acqua. Io sono l'uomo." Ha. It's kinda fun.
As you may guess, I am unfortunately due for another review of the origins, insertions, actions, and innervations of back & neck muscles, plus I need to do my preview reading for tomorrow.
Check back soon. Hopefully I'll have time after my anatomy midterm to share a little bit about my study tactics which are working great so far.
A New Year - A New Start
I just moved into my new place in Portland, Oregon. The drive was long and tedious, broken up by a cold night in Three Island Crossing State Park, just outside of Boise, Idaho. I love it when I'm the only person in an entire campground. It makes everything feel so serene. (It probably means I'm the only one crazy enough to spend the night in sub freezing temperatures, too.) I did make it easier, however, by stopping into the Carmela Winery just outside the state park. It was a great mix of a classy winery and the local bar hang out - and the Southwest eggrolls were amazing.
I'm starting chiropractic school at the University of Western States this next week. It's been a plan of mine ever since high school, but things got in the way - poor grades, hobbies, uncertainty. In fact, I'm still not settled on the dissonance between the claims of chiropractic and the medical science. I mean, I know chiropractic benefits people – me included – but there's not a whole lot of scientific evidence that explains the mechanisms or even supports a lot of the claims. This was a key factor in my decision to attend the University of Western States, which is touted as one of the more evidence-based chiropractic schools.
In the past few years, I've become intrigued with science. (There's some irony here in that the classes I struggled with most were the hard sciences, but I never said I was good at it, only that I am fascinated by it.) I love listening to Neil Degrasse Tyson's Star Talk Radio podcast, reading tweets from skeptics and scientists, and trying to learn how the scientific method applies in daily life. (By the way, check out this Haiku Deck I made based on the BadAstronomer's blog post about why science is great - It even won an award.) This curiosity has actually led to some difficult life changes, particularly in my beliefs about religion and spirituality. You may have noticed my posts becoming more politically liberal in nature, and you possibly felt that I was becoming cynical. I prefer the term skeptical. Although it usually is used with strong, negative connotations, it simply means not being easily convinced, kind of the opposite of gullible. There are lots of reasons to be skeptical - avoid falling victim to financial scams, resist following the crowd and spreading rumors that are untrue, or to not fall victim to fears of the world ending. There are some potential drawbacks as well, like becoming a crotchety old curmudgeon who 'bah-humbugs' every potentially beneficial new discovery.
Lately, I've been following a Facebook page called "I Fucking Love Science" and last night saw this quote by Carl Sagan, another of my favorite scientific literacy evangelists.
In case you can't read the image, here's a summarized version (emphasis my own):
It seems to me what is called for is an exquisite balance between two conflicting needs: the most skeptical scrutiny of all hypotheses that are served up to us and at the same time a great openness to new ideas. ...
If you are only skeptical, then no new ideas make it through to you.
On the other hand, if you are open to the point of gullibility and have not an ounce of skeptical sense in you, then you cannot distinguish the useful as from the worthless ones.
Our species needs, and deserves, a citizenry with minds wide awake and a basic understanding of how the world works.
So the challenge is finding moderation in skepticism and being willing to accept new ideas.
I think this will be my motto for 2013 and as I start chiropractic school - be a well-balanced open-minded skeptic.
Hmm... Maybe I'd better first confirm that Carl Sagan actually said this.
Adventures in Vending Machine Crap - Mini Cheeseburgers
Armed with a few expendable dollars on a BYU meal card, and a strange curiosity, I've decided to purchase the most disgusting looking food from the vending machines on campus to see if any of it should qualify as edible.
First up: White Castle's microwaveable mini cheeseburgers.
These things taste as bad as they smell - no, worse - once cooked. A comfortable 300 calories (total) doesn't worry me, but the fact that they contain one quarter of your daily intake of Fat (mostly saturated) AND sodium sure does.
My goal is to actually eat this stuff, but I had to pass on the second sandwich. My coworker Ray gladly accepted the donation... until he bit into it.
I can't comprehend how the package actually has the word 'food' on it, especially since it's not preceded by "Warning: This isn't". After reading through the 6 lines of ingredients - just for the buns! - I think it's safe to say that this crap has been processed more than a Swimsuit Edition photoshoot.
CONCLUSION
If students are actually eating this, they won't have to look much further than the cardiac surgeon to decide where to spend their retirement fund.
(Sent from my iPhone)
