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What the hell? some #sobtember motivation

Sep 03 2015 Published by under Uncategorized

So this happened to me today via text message:

from unknown #: hey, this is [name of someone I don't know]

u#: [not my name] call me back. or [other person] or [another name]. another name said to

u#: call me back. or [other person] or [another name]. another name said to (yep, that one got sent twice)

me: you seem to have the wrong number. this is not [not my name]

u#: is this [also not my name]

me: Nope

u# and I'll text you my number
[not my name]

me: Pls don't. You have the wrong number.

u#: who is this then

me: Go away

u#: sorry I got the wrong number

u#: [not my name]

-End scene

What the hell is wrong with this idiot?

In happier news, today is the second day of #sobtember (not #sobtober - that wouldn't be until next month. also, it sounds a lot like "sober"). In case you need a little motivation, here is an excellent video that the magical @scitrigrrl has found for us:

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#Sobtober (edit - I mean #Sobtember) - let's do this!

Sep 01 2015 Published by under Uncategorized

While I was prepping for teaching today (*barf*), a couple of the twitts came up with the fantastic idea of an September workout challenge. It's been named #Sobtember. Here are all the details, from the most-awesome @SciTriGrrl:

#SOBTEMBER  - A new workout challenge.

We haven’t done this for a while, and with a new semester starting, we figured it was time to set up a workout challenge as threat of public shaming and punishment inspiration, motivation, to work out stress at the beginning of the semester.

The goal is 30 workouts in 30 days. Or 7 workouts per week throughout September.

30 concurrent days is really incredibly hard because life happens, so this doesn’t need to do one workout per day. You can double up on some days and take a rest day others (see FAQ #8).

CARDIO workouts are at least 30 minutes of getting your heart rate up.

STRENGTH workouts are at least 10 minutes of strength work. Doesn’t have to be weights - it can be planks or pushups or yoga or pilates. Or the NYTimes 7minute workout. Physical Therapy. Whatever you need to work on / want to do.

Let me (@scitrigrrl) know if you’re in, then tweet your workouts with the hashtag #Sobtember, subscribe to the #Sobtember twitter list.

For those up for a challenge, do at least three (3) cardio and two (2) strength training sessions per week*.

*For those of us (like me and @TheSpenceLab) who get confused with counting and days-in-the-month, 3+2 does not add up to 7 workouts per week, so you’re gonna need to add 2 more workouts per week.

If you can’t do that, do whatever you can/ whatever you need to work on. All workouts are good.


Question 1: Can I have rest/sick/lazy/binge-TV-watching days
Answer: Yes. Catch up by doing 2 workouts on the same day to catch up.

Question 2: What if I lie?
Answer: Cheating is bad. It’s a woodchipperable offense. But I’m FAR too lazy to check up on you, so you’re only lying to yourself. Also see the answer to #3.

Question 3: What happens if I DON’T do the workouts?
Answer: @namaste_ish is in charge of all punishments for workout failure. Twitter shaming is the least of your worries. Be very, very afraid.

Previous punishments have included… photos. [shudder -gz]

Question 4: What do I get if I DO the workouts?
Answer: Twitter-love. motivation for the next workout, and the satisfaction of working out.

What? you wanted cookies too?

Question 5: How do I know who else is doing it?

Answer: subscribe to #Sobtember twitter list, and watch your twitter stream. We already have a star-filled lineup including @GertyZ, @Namaste_ish and @CackleofRad.

Question 6: I did a 60minute spin class. Does that count as 2 workouts?
Answer: No.
Question: But…?
Answer: No.
Question: b…?
Answer: STILL NO. But if you do a 30minute cardio and 30 mins strength, that is 2. Or Spin class followed by a 30minute run = 2. Or 30min run in the morning and 30min walk in the evening = 2.

Question 7: Does eating icecream count as a workout.
Answer: not unless you’re actually working out WHILE eating icecream. [...and you don't throw up. -gz]

Question 8 : Who do I contact for questions?
Answer: Just tweet with the #Sobtember hashtag. [Or, you know, leave a comment -gz].

Question 9:
Answer: Nope! But please post pics of leg warmers. [PLEASE! -gz]


* High Intensity Interval Training (HIIT) workouts with weights can count as either strength OR cardio, but do not double count one HIIT workout as both. That’s cheating. And cheating is a woodchipperable offense.

Now if you do two in one day, you can do whatever you like, eat whatever you like, and basically own the world.


Links for HIIT workout

Also: inspiration, motivation, to work out stress at the beginning of the semester.


#Sobtember starts TOMORROW!!

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Asking for a friend...

Aug 21 2015 Published by under Uncategorized

What is your favorite way to get out of meetings? I had some ideas on twitter, but some folks thought that the blogosphere might be better for this query.

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Any ideas?


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It's the march madness - play this year with #DarwinsBalls!!!

Mar 16 2014 Published by under Uncategorized

Hey all, you may remember that Bam294 put together a March-Madness bracket shindig last year in memory of her friend who died of cancer. Since you all are awesome, we raised some money to help send his two daughters to college someday.

This year, MyTChondria had the fantastic idea of having a bracket tournament and raising some money to help with education - but this time we are going to raise money for Donor's Choose. I'm sure you all remember Donor's Choose from the annual blogger challenge, but if not you should definitely check it out. This is a super rad way to donate money so that teachers can get the basic supplies that they need to effectively teach kids.

This year, MyT has dubbed the bracket challenge Darwin's Balls (you can follow #darwinsballs on twitter). There will be trash talk to be done, bragging rights to be had. AND YOU CAN PLAY, TOO!! All you have to do is go HERE and fill out a bracket! You will probably have to register, but it is NBD (EDITED TO ADD: The group is DarwinsBalls, the password is Darwin). Then, after you have filled out your bracket(s), go and donate $5 go THIS awesome project for Ms. Alexander's class in Moss Point, MS. When we fund this project, the class will get to read "The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks" and it Will Be Amazing (really, it's a great book!).

What the hell are you waiting for!! Let's get the DarwinsBalls party started!!

DAMN, guys! You rock! I've been told Ms. Alexander's project is FUNDED!! But don't sulk away because it turns out there is another high-poverty class that wants to learn about Henrietta Lacks. This is Ms. C's class in DC. Send your #DarwinsBalls $$ that way!

UPDATE AGAIN! You guys already finished off getting books for Ms. C's class. But don't worry, there's more. Our next goal is to get Mrs. Goude's class (another high-poverty area, this time outside of Nashville, TN) get some Frog Anatomy Dissecting kits. I did this when I was a kid and LOVED it. They are gonna be psyched!

UPDATE v. 3: OMG you guys are fucking amazing!! Mrs. Goude's project has been totally funded. NOW let's move on and help Mrs. Sand's 5th grade class in Chandler, AZ get the STEM learning kits they need!!

UPDATE v. 4: You guys. YOU GUYS!!! Holy crap you rock. Mrs. Sand's project is completed, so moving on to helping Mrs. Brown's class in Camden, NJ get their physics on!

UPDATE v. 5: DAMN! It's hard to keep up with you all!! Here is the next project, since Mrs. Brown's class is now set up. Let's bring home the Bacon (Francis Bacon) for Mr. Kovach's class in Chicago!

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I HAVE POWER! I HAVE A (guest spot on someone else’s) BLOG.

Oct 23 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

This here is another special offering by the most awesome @bam294 - enjoy!


As I was riding the up then upside down emotional roller coaster that is this week in ‘am I refreshing* my grant’ or ‘is study section going to meet and review it?’, it occurred to me that one of the good things that has come of the #RipplesOfDoubt conversations on Twitter is that many folks who felt isolated or unheard had an outlet to share their feelings and experiences.

I got to ‘meet’ scads of new smart, funny and thoughtful people and I’m hoping you, dear reader, did as well. As someone who has been fortunate enough to have found a community in the Twitterverse, I’m thinking we could give some love on Friday to these cool new kids on the block by throwing out some #FFs to our peeps that have <300 followers (or in the comments! ~gz).   Lets face it, if they started following me on Twitter thinking I was all nice and cuddly, they are going to need some help from you all to offset the impending trauma.


*Summers Eve has forever corrupted this word for me FTR, so NIH and Pepsi, please refrain from using it. NKayThanks.

I think this is a great idea - I'd also love to hear about any new blogs you are reading. Some monkey was just whining about how nobody keeps a good blogroll anymore. And our friend Od has already got the party started. Yay! ~gz


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I want to be outraged, but I'm just sad

Apr 15 2013 Published by under This week in crazy, Uncategorized

I started today with a super breakfast/lunch and then headed to the airport on my way home from a super-fantastic vacation week. I was shocked when I got on the plane and saw the news that there had been two explosions at the finish line of the Boston Marathon. I watched in horror as the news stations replayed the horrific scene, showing the explosions. I almost cried when I saw the runner, just meters from the finish line, get knocked over by the blast. And I did get teary when I watched the interview with the doctor from the ER at Mass General who was describing the patients that had already arrived. I couldn't stop thinking of all the friends that I have in the Boston area, and trying to figure out where they were relative to Copley Square. I scoured my mind to try to figure out which of my friends were running today, so that as soon as I hit the ground I could try to check up on them. I can't imagine how scared and angry everyone in Boston must be feeling right now.

I want to be pissed off that anyone would decide that they were going to set up bombs in a crowd, at the finish line of a race. THE biggest marathon of the year. The one that almost every runner has thought about (even if, like me, you've never run it). I've trained with friends as they got ready for their qualifying race and then geared up for Patriot's Day. I've gotten up early to watch the race on TV and follow my friends online, cheering even though they couldn't hear me. The Boston Marathon is a Big Deal if you like to run. And thinking that someone would use this event to hurt the people that show up to cheer for people who decided they wanted to take on a 26.2 mile race For Fun is heartbreaking. What the fuck is wrong with people??

But even though I want to be pissed and angry at anyone that would do such a terrible, awful thing I can't get past just feeling sad. Sad for everyone that was at the finish line to cheer on the runners, and how they will live with the images from today for the rest of their lives. For the folks that were injured for no fucking reason and will have to rearrange their life so unexpectedly. And so sad for anyone that lost a loved one. And I'm sad to think about the reaction to this. Already in the news there are people arguing about whether Obama should call this a "terrorist" act. Who the fuck cares? I am so sick of hearing every tragic event get spinned by politicians and the media. It makes my stomach drop when folks use these events to play into to our worst fears, manipulating us into a reaction for their own purposes.

I wish that everyone would take a minute away from fear-mongering, spinning, and "explaining" to really think about how a lot of people got hurt very, very badly today. Some died. This is horrible and tragic. I have no doubt that our society will find someone to blame, get angry, and exact "justice". But just for today can we all just take minute to step away from the knee-jerk anger and mourn what was lost? To reflect on the lives of those that are changed forever by today, hug your friends and family, and take the time to check in with the people that you care about.

This is super-cheesy, and you probably already saw it floating around on FB or something. But I kinda like it anyway:

This quote went viral after the tragedy in Newtown and is making the rounds again, if my FB is any indication.

This quote went viral after the tragedy in Newtown and is making the rounds again, if my FB is any indication.

I'm sending every good thought I can to those that have been impacted by the events in Boston today - the folks that live there, anyone that has family or friends in the area, and all the runners and their supporters that were at the race today.

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Dealing with loss and March madness - guest post by @bam294 #fuckcancer

Mar 16 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

This is a guest post by commenter and twitter bad-ass Bam D. Woodchipper (aka @bam294). Bam has organized a BRACKET CHALLENGE for the upcoming NCAA men's basketball tournament. She also recently lost a dear friend to cancer. FUCK CANCER. The Madness Bracket Challenge is set up to benefit the three girls that just lost their father - donate at least $10 to the girls' education trust fund to play. If you want to play along with the bracket challenge, leave a comment and I'll send you the info (but you have to include your email address-it won't be publicly visible). If you don't want to play but would like to help out the family follow this link to learn more. 

---------- by BAM294 ----------

Last week, my friend Christopher Maki died at the age of 40 from kidney cancer. There are heart-breaking facts that accompany this – his three gorgeous and crazy sporty daughters all under the age of 13 will never get to have their dad walk them down the aisle. His wife, my idol, won’t have Christopher to stare blankly at her as she tells him about how stoked she is to compete (and, did I mention, win?) the next Muddy Buddy.

The kids got their sports skills from their mother, but their competitiveness was something that had generational breeding of epic proportions. It is their mom's defining feature, but it was also Chris’s. Don’t get me wrong. Christopher could run. If there were police or some sort of beer-related challenge that ended in 50 yards. Other than that….not so much.

Tomorrow, I’m facing my first trip to see the family without Chris and I’m terrified. Chris was the youngest of a group of 10 or 12 of us from grad school. He was married after one of the funniest ‘ripped from the Spanish soap opera’ courtships around. She was a wee bit older, and might have known his sister before she and Chris started dating.

And yet, Chris took this all in stride. Actually, stride may not be the right word. He basked in it. He had a defiant ‘why the hell not’ attitude about his love that made the rest of us wonder who this brazen kid was. He had an amazing capability to back up talking smack with more talking smack. And this I loved. No, this I adored.

I am going to see a group of friends brought together by grad school and marriage; defined by humor-and Chris kicked all our asses in it. He was snark and sincerity in heaping helpings. I look at tomorrow knowing have lost my friend, but I have also lost my sense of balance in this group. I am snark. I’m not so great at sincerity. Those moments where I would occasionally wonder if I had gone too far in my humor, Chris would take things a bit farther and a bit funnier if only to offer me a safe dock back to civil discourse. And then as the conversation moved on he would catch my glace, and roll his eyes at me and I would install the small filter remembering not to voyage into that area again.

And he did the same, seamlessly  for so many others in the last year the awkward moments-where people wondered how Chris was and if it was okay to ask about cancer treatments and how he felt-would be caught by him before they had a chance to exist in real time as he looked at them and said, “Hey. Can you get me a beer. I have cancer you know.” He was super classy that way.

I wait for the first horrific silence of my group as we gather tomorrow. The one Chris should be filling in and I wonder if I’ve learned enough from him, from our friends, to find grace and say something of substance. And it will require something that the word ‘grace’ makes sound too trite. Something miraculous in fact, because I know no one will never replace my friend. As fabulous as our group memories are, our hearts will always be broken in a way that can and should never be corrected.

This week has made plain to me how selfish I am. I want more time, more jokes, more hugs and more Chris. I want these things not just for myself but for all of us. Yet no bargaining, disbelief or pains of loss are going to make that possible for those we want it most for – his wife and those three sweet kids.

I know this because I’ve lived it. My dad died when I was the age of Chris’ daughters. Growing up, the awkward silences when strangers asked about what my parents did, or where my dad was were filled with silence. Raging silence as no one wanted to mention my dad and make everyone cry. Because crying was a bad thing.

I hope we can show the girls that crying is okay. And laughing is okay too. But most of all, talking about Chris and the way he made us all funnier, kinder, more competitive, and far better people is okay. I know if love of family and love of life were enough to make anyone survive, Chris would have outlived us all. Of this I am certain.

But of all the hilarious, selfless, even keeled and great things he did, Chris’ daughters are without question the best (with his wife's help, of course). In some way that defies all logic, I look to the them for my hope. I want desperately to see them tomorrow. I want to see how many of Chris’ attributes they have. Who has the glint Chris had in his eyes when he did something ever so sly that might pass under his wife's radar. I want to see if any of them bob their head and hold their face the way he would when something was overwhelmed him with laughter. And when I am too heartbroken to think of this for another second, I close my eyes and look to a future where when each of the girls turns 21, we take them out, as we did when his wife turned 40, and and tell them stories about their dad.

For those interested in contributing to his daughter's education fund, find more information here.

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Mar 12 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

I'm pretty lucky. I don't have to face homophobes in person much. But OMFG. I read this and...just...I threw up a little, TBH. What the fuck is wrong with people??!

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Things that break your heart

Mar 06 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

I have a daughter, and so reading this article made me so sad. I hope that we can all work to make sure that little girls don't feel so limited.

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AYFKM, politics edition

Feb 25 2013 Published by under Uncategorized


I know I should be used to it, but it blows my mind the way politicians can argue like idiots about important things. But shit is getting real now. And it's time for us (the BOSS of these politicians) to stand up and say "enough!".

Do you care about biomedical research? Because if the sequester happens, the NIH is basically FUCKED. Srsly fucked. You can read more about that here and here and here (among others). If you were wondering, here is the "plan" for NIH to deal with the sequester (NSFW, as it will likely induce swearing). It's NOT TOO LATE! Write a letter to your Representatives and Senator (find their address HERE). Tell them this is UNACCEPTABLE! Talk to them about why you value biomedical research. CALL THEM!!! If you write your letter now, you can email it to @nparmalee. She is in DC RIGHT NOW to advocate for basic research and will be on the Hill this Wednesday - and has told me that that she will make sure the letters are delivered.

Let's do this!!!


EDIT: see here for a description of what Nancy is doing in DC -which is TOTALLY badass, ftr.

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