Went out to dinner with wife and S and I think I had too much alcohol. Was a glimpse into one way, at least, in which adultery may happen. The way of just straight up stupidity. Straight up brain vacancy. Nobody, no nothing at all, at home.

But my, aren't you pretty?

Let's pull out the magnifying glass to take a closer look at this horrid monster. This evil. What are some other ways that people manage to do such a hurtful thing as adultery?

1. Not thinking the person will be hurt. Either because the way they treat you, they must not really like you anyway. Perhaps you'd both be better off with a divorce? Or I don't know, you wouldn't really give a damm if they did the same in return? Because you don't really feel quite the same way about them. (This is why love is so vaguely defined. We never feel exactly the same about each other.)

2. Alcohol-Wife? I have one?

3. Trying to purposely hurt your spouse, because they've hurt you.

4. Worst of all. I like a lot of tail and I thought I could get away with it. (Yes, there really are people out there for whom, that's it. That's all the thinking going on. But I just can't comprehend it at the moment. The people with no over-ego.)

5. Oh yes. People who aren't fulfilled with their lives who expect one single other person to be their everything. And so you get married and wait, you're still not really fulfilled. Well maybe this other women will do the trick. Nope. Try again. And again.

I think the problem last night is that I couldn't hear what was being said very well and was left mainly just with this pleasing vision for hour after hour. I shouldn't go beyond two drinks unless I'm up moving around. Then 2+ can really be fun.

Ran a 3/2 for 8 miles yesterday. Did the first 6 in 60:00, which is almost 3 minutes slower than previous. Had lifted weights once previously, the muscle memory gain really slowed me down, suspect in particular the gain in chest muscle hampered my lung capacity in the short term. Will be interesting to see if I gain a couple minutes back next time.

Didn't even do anything that really directly works the chest muscles, just swinging a dumbell around from behind my back to above my head. Just that clearly caused me to gain back chest muscle. The effect on my run yesterday reminded me of getting in a swimming pool after living at high altitude for a few years, like I just couldn't totally expand my lungs to get enough air in. Should be a very short term effect I think though.

I think, I've figured out a great diet, rice with beans/vegetables, or oatmeal, avoid oils, fat, eat vegan, avoid gluten, caffeine, etc, and then when the cravings to feast get to be a bit much, I drink a beer, which has roughly 170 calories, maybe I even drink two, which is still far less calories (and no fat) than I can easily otherwise put away.

At work where I can't drink beer, the cravings get to me after about 10 hours, and the last three days I've worked I've eaten a large bag of cashews which has more than 1000 calories. I need to stop doing that. Outside of work anyway I have a beer and I'm satisfied.

Last Friday I did a 2/2 for 8 miles. Again on Monday and Wednesday. Took it easy today (friday) and just did a 2/2 for 5 miles. Found to my surprise I weigh just 202 pounds. My lightest in 19 years. Must remember that people don't want to hear about it. Have been trying to eat a bit better since watching Forks over Knives. Plus this running is getting sufficiently hardcore.

I've grown to love beer. Drink one or two each night. And I'm really feeling good. Sleeping well. Running well. Etc.

Went to a play in DC with S. Just me (a married man) and this attractive single lady. In the islamic theocracies, a woman may never be alone with a man who is not of her family. This because they're disgusting barbarians. The men see an ankle and start slobbering. Perhaps the women are exactly the same? Perhaps there's some truth to 1001 Arabian Nights and perhaps this in turn exactly led to FGM and completely hiding their bodies and so on. Maybe it was either dump a canvass over them, cut off their private parts and chain'em up, or orgies in the streets!

Nothing remotely inappropriate happened with me and S. 8 hours in a car together. Dinner, wandering around Georgetown and watched Uncle Vanya. It's as if we're actually civilized people.

OTOH, neither of us have reproduced and possibly neither of us ever will.

Uncle Vanya was like a formulaic-for-the-masses story but old Russian style, which is to say it has comedy, and romance, and a heavy dose of existential nihlism. Uncle Vanya is basically having a midlife crisis. Strangely while getting a buzz drinking 8.5% ALC at dinner before it I basically said exactly what it was saying, about just do something, divert yourself from the cold, awful reality and soldier on. Basically summarizing the movie, (minus the comedy and romance). I've never read Chekov. Wasn't familiar with the play at all.

Aren't I special?

Today I've eaten 3/4ths a loaf of bread, some peas (with garlic and tomatoes) and had a beer. I don't crave anything bad. Feel good. But I don't want to fall below 200 pounds.

Was wrong about the alcohol by the way. Was the type that was the problem. Something about that particular type of port left me just all wrong. Should stick to lighter stuff have had a glass of wine or a beer a few times a week without issue. As to it's effect on running, eh, I don't know. So many variables.

Gave up having one to two alcoholic drinks per day. Was trying to do that primarily because studies have definitively shown it's better for one's health.

So I tried. My mind felt dulled but I soldiered on. Finally gave up because I was getting some insomnia. I'd much rather die 20 years younger then have insomnia. Really the mind dulling was getting bad enough on it's own. I figured I'd develop a tolerance and manage to think through the fog, but it didn't seem to be happening.

Pros and cons of a consistent 1 to 2 alcoholic drinks a day

Pros
1. Live longer.
2. Improved running endurance???
3. At times it takes the nervous edge off of my state of mind.

Cons
1. I feel my mind being dulled at times. I have less memory of the times that I drink. And I mean one to two drinks a day every day and entire months kind of pass by with little to mark them... (Which isn't really all that bad a thing at times.) But a generalized dullness of mind. Less creative. Less introspective. Less insightful.
2. Much easier to put on a bit of tummy fat.

As to alcohol and endurance, the internet turns up endless articles demonizing alcohol. None of which are even slightly convincing. Pubmed turns up nothing of use. I doubt other engines would either although just found out my remote library access no longer is working. :(((

Did find this:
http://www.fitnessspotlight.com/2008/6/26/what-can-the-tarahumara-indians-tell-us-about-the-importance-of-running-long-distances/

What you won’t read about the Tarahumara in the scientific journals is that they are all heavy binge drinkers of corn beer. In fact, the scientific journals are lying, because a significant percentage of their diet must be alcohol, rather than merely carbs, protein and fat. The scientists writing their articles must have known this, if they had visited the Tarahumara–every else visiting them comments on their prodigious drinking. This is probably a result of PC BS. Their drinking may be a cause of their unusually high triglyceride levels. Whether it helps or hinders their long distance running abilities is an interesting question.

Which I knew already.

That, and my own somewhat meager personal experience over the years. I have repeatedly found my endurance improves. But, experiments with alcohol have been difficult for me as I hate the mind dulling effects. Thus I haven't looked much in this area... Also I've not experimented much in athletic endurance performance.