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Free Shoe Friday

So. I’m moving in three weeks (holycrap!) and I have a #firstworldproblem: I have too many running shoes.

I get a lot of free shoes at work. Brand reps give running store employees their hot new shoes so that we’ll try them out and be able to sell them competently, with a personal slant – and hopefully wear them on the sales floor, too.

This is largely how I have, over the last couple of years, ended up in this situation:

How many of these can I take to Atlanta with me?

Although I’m pretty lucky in that I can usually run without issue in whatever shoe I want – neutral, stability, minimal, etc – sometimes I receive a pair that just doesn’t work for some reason.

Case in point: these Asics GEL-NEO33 lightweight trainers are sadly of no use to me.

Not because it’s a bad shoe! In fact, I was really excited to try it. But they’re too big. I wore them around the store for a few hours before realizing that the inch of extra space in the front was kind of a deal-breaker.

The ASICS 33 line, which debuted last December, is the company’s answer to the likes of the Saucony Kinvara/Mirage and the Brooks PureProject shoes. It’s a “natural motion” shoe, which isn’t to say that its minimalist, because there’s still a good amount of cushion in the NEO33. But the heel-toe offset is slightly lower (10mm, in this case – which is pretty conservative, compared to the 4mm found in  comparable “natural motion” shoes – but still lower than the typical running shoe’s 12mm). Billed as a lightweight shoe, it clocks in at 8.5 ounces: a bit lighter than its more traditional counterparts (ASICS’s mid-level stability trainer, the 2170, is 9.9 ounces) but heftier than, say, a Saucony Kinvara (which is around 7 ounces).

Anyway. I like the feel of this shoe, but I know that I’m not going to wear it because it doesn’t fit me. So I’m going to give it to one of you guys!

Shoe: ASICS GEL-NEO33 / Size: Women’s 9B (runs big!) / Type of shoe: I’d call it a mild-stability lightweight trainer. It does have some support, making it appropriate for someone who is a mild to moderate over-pronater. If you wear the ASICS 2160/2170, ASICS Kayano, Brooks Adrenaline, Brooks Ravenna, Saucony Guide, etc…it would be a great shoe for you!

If you want it, just say so in the comments; I’ll compile them and pick a random winner on Monday. (Shipping’s on me, as long as it’s US/Canada.)

Anyway. I have tomorrow off of work, so I’m kicking back with a beer tonight:

I’ve had this one in my fridge for a few weeks, so I’m not sure if it still qualifies as a “catch & release” seasonal, but this Sweet Water Happy Ending is delightful.

Bright hops flirt with semi-sweet chocolate in this Imperial Stout, and a strong dose of carbonation gives this beer a surprisingly quenching quality. This is not a stout that harkens your morning cup of coffee, coating your mouth in creamy richness. Rather, it reminds me of a fun chocolate truffle with something fresh and tart inside: rich, but refreshing. 9% ABV.

Bottom line: I’m rather smitten by the hoppy, bubbly quality of this beer! Definitely a fun stout to try. (Purchased at Bottle Revolution, $2/12 oz)

Off to catch up on about seven more episodes of How I Met Your Mother (which I’m watching serially on Netflix – and loving OMG) before I call it bedtime.

Happy (almost) Friday!

Thoughts on ‘Brewed Awakening’ [+ giveaway!]

Not many beer stories start out with “when I was a kid,” but that’s how I’m going to begin this one.

When I was a kid, I remember vividly the interior of the refrigerator at our family lake house. My parents liked beer, as did my aunts and uncles, and so this shared fridge was well-stocked with a nice variety of brews: cans of Bud and Coors stacked alongside the local specialties, Rainier and Olympia. From time to time, a six-pack of Henry Weinhard’s bottles would also appear in there.

That must be the good stuff, I’d think to myself as I stabbed my Capri Sun pouch with its pointy orange straw.

But it wasn’t that my family’s taste in beer was unadventurous or lowbrow. It’s more that, until recently, to the vast majority of consumers in America, beer was beer. It was yellow and fizzy and something of a commodity; it was all Duff Beer.

In the last couple of decades, however, beer has become a different product entirely.

Exploring the various facets of this so-called craft beer “revolution” is the mission of Brewed Awakening, a journal-slash-guide penned by Joshua M. Bernstein, a Brooklyn-based food and beer writer.

Written in an easy, informal style, the book works its way through the trends in today’s craft beer: from newly cross-bred hop strains to styles of beer recently rescued from the annals of history, and from microbrewers to nanobrewers to homebrewers and everyone in between. A colorful magazine-like layout with lots of photos gives the book a coffee-table (or perhaps top-of-the-toilet-tank) feel.

“It’s easy to get caught up in ABVs and IBUs, but craft beer is all about the people behind it,” said Bernstein, who agreed to chat with me on the phone about our favorite topic and elaborate on some of the ideas discussed in Brewed Awakening.  And indeed “the people behind it” play a big role in this book’s story. Frequent (and often amusing) anecdotes from brewmasters and other industry folks give readers a fun peek inside the minds behind some of their favorite beers.

Here are a few of the things I picked Bernstein’s brain about:

Q: There’s a lot of page space in your book devoted to styles other than the one that, for many people, is the quintessential craft beer: the IPA. And at one point you quote former Goose Island brewmaster Greg Hall saying that “sour is the new hoppy.” Have IPAs jumped the shark, or what?

A: IPAs are so popular because it’s a complete 180, a drastic departure from what people are used to drinking. It’s kind of like the gateway craft beer. You can move up the IPA ladder: more IBUs, higher ABV, double IPAs, triple IPAs, and so forth.

But Pilsners and Lagers don’t get a lot of love. I like a big hoppy IPA as much as the next guy, but I have to be realistic about how much I can drink in a night. People hear ‘pilsner’ or ‘lager’ and they think of Bud. But I think we’re going to see a return to pilsners and lagers. You don’t have to have a 9% or 10% beer to have a lot of flavor.

Q: There’s also an implication that many breweries might choose to brew the big hoppy stuff because it’s effectively easier, masking mistakes or inconsistencies. Are hops a scapegoat?

A: Well, brewing beer is a low margin business, and some styles – IPA, big stouts, porters – are much more forgiving than others. But at the end of the day, I think it’s a market driven decision. People want to buy those beers.

Q: So what’s the next big thing in beer? Is sour indeed the new hoppy?

A: I don’t know, but the number of brewers doing sours right now is incredible. Sours are going gangbusters. It’s a different part of the palate. Sour beers are great dinner table beers.

Q: Speaking of dinner tables…I’ve spent some time with both wine people and beer people over the last couple of years. I have to say, the communities are quite different. How does the beer world differ from the wine world?

A: With wine, everything is put on such a high pedestal. Beer has a much lower barrier to entry than wine. You can spend two bucks on a single bottle of craft beer and get a lot of flavor.

And beer people are down to earth. There aren’t a lot of jerks in the craft beer world.

Q: Okay…so here’s something I observed. Your book? Is mostly about dudes. Why do you think craft brewing such a male-dominated thing?

A: I can tell you for certain that that is changing. The number of women involved is definitely growing.

It’s a big misnomer that beer is so closely associated with the men and the male ego. I mean, think of Budweiser commercials. That’s not craft beer. Go in to any great beer bar and you’ll usually find an equal mix of men and women.

Q: What’s the best way to become a craft beer nerd? Any tips for those of us who are just getting started?

A: When I first started getting more in to beer, I had a rule at the supermarket: If I didn’t know it, I’d buy it. Don’t be afraid to have a beer you don’t like!

Bottom line: As I am nowhere near being a beer expert, I actually learned a lot from Bernstein’s book, and from chatting with him as well. My single criticism of Brewed Awakening is this: given that it’s chock-full of specific beer recommendations and discussion of what’s happening right now in craft brewing, I fear that it will be dated in a few years. Because if Bernstein’s thesis is correct, this is an industry that’s changing very quickly.

But that’s no reason not to read it. And if you’d like to, I’m giving away a copy of Brewed Awakening to a reader!

I know there are a lot of giveaways going around blogworld right now, but here’s why you should enter this one:

1) It’s not a damn cookie thingy in a mason jar.

2) Even if you’re not a beer person, it’s an fairly interesting and easy read. And it would make a great holiday gift or stocking stuffer for a beer lover in your life!

3) The cover of the book opens up in to this Beer Map. As a map nerd and an aspiring beer nerd, this blew my freaking mind. I spent like an hour staring at it. (Sober.)

4) It’s super easy. Just leave a comment stating the name of the last beer you consumed. Doesn’t matter if it was tonight or last week or last month. (Bonus entries if you just gave birth and can actually remember  back that far.)

I’ll pick a winner on Monday (December 19) at midnight EST. (Priority shipping will still get it to you by Christmas!)  Cheers, and good luck!

Fine print: Giveaway open to residents of the U.S. and Canada. FTC disclosure: I was provided with a complimentary copy of this book for review as well as another to pass on, but was not compensated in any other way for this post.

For the shower beer lover in your life

When it comes to shower beers, I was totally a late bloomer. In fact, it was just a couple of years ago that I first experienced the delightful combination of cold carbonation and hot steam. I know. I can’t believe I never did this in college, either.

(In fairness to me, I lived in a dorm for all four years of college and shared a communal bathroom with fifty other girls. When shower time came around, I was more concerned with keeping my flip-flopped feet away from whatever grossness lurked on the shower floor than I was with getting my booze on.)

Anyway, I guess you could say I’m making up for lost time, because these days shower beers are a regular event in my bathroom. (Like, at least a couple of times a week. I love them.)

Where to rest your shower beer between sips is always a challenge. It’s gotta be away from the spray and safe from flying suds, yet easy to access. That ledge on the edge of the tub, between the shower curtain and liner? Seems ideal, but it’s kind of a danger zone, actually. One too-strong swipe at those curtains and your beer is going down the drain – or all over your floor. (Shower Foul!)

Until recently, I’d just plop my shower beers alongside the shampoo bottles, which worked okay. Then I discovered the ShaKoozie.

For real. It’s a shower-mounted koozie. I love America.

Because, really, who hasn’t thought to themselves, at some point: Why don’t showers come with cup holders? I am so glad that someone decided to make a product to address this oversight.

The ShaKoozie is a two-part device. The sticky “launch pad,” with its heavy-duty velcro patch on the front, mounts to your shower wall:

Congratulations, your shower now has a nipple.

The second piece is a koozie outfitted with a drain hole and a complementary velcro patch:

Simple, but brilliant. Once that thing is stuck on the launch pad, it doesn’t move, and I was surprised to find that the velcro doesn’t seem to be affected by water.

And as a bonus, the ShaKoozie is equally at home on your bathroom counter, keeping your beverage cold while you blow-dry your hair.

What I liked:

  • Easy installation
  • Portability of the koozie unit
  • Novelty (It would be an awesome conversation starter if you happen to be sharing your shower with a special friend!)

What I didn’t like:

  • Lack of portability of the launch pad unit (once you stick it, you’re stuck with that spot)
  • Apparently the damn thing doesn’t refill itself! (Ba-dum-bum)

Overall, I’m very happy with my ShaKoozie experience and would recommend it to anyone looking to take their shower drinking to the next level. It would make a great stocking stuffer for a beer lover, and I’ll bet this bad boy would be a hot commodity in any of those white elephant steal-the-gift type games.

Want to try one? I have TWO ShaKoozies to give away!  Here’s how to enter:

Mandatory entry:

1 entry: Check out ShaKoozie on Facebook, like them, and leave me a comment saying that you did

Bonus entries (leave a separate comment for each entry, please):

+1: Tell me what kind of beer (or other beverage) you’d put in your ShaKoozie
+1: Tweet about this giveaway – “Step up your #showerbeer game. Enter to win a @ShaKoozie from @shelbyvanpelt http://wp.me/p1LeS6-1hz”
+1: Blog about this giveaway
 

I’ll pick two winners at random on Monday, December 5 at midnight.

So go get it done. If you don’t at least enter, you’ll regret it next time you lose a beer because your cat knocked it off of the toilet tank.

For more ShaKoozie info, check out their online store (and hilarious FAQs).

*Thanks to Phil at ShaKoozie for giving me a ShaKoozie to review and two to share! Aside from that, I have not been compensated for this post in any way, and all opinions are my own. There are no affiliate links in this post.

Random Banshee

But first.  Since I know you all love horrible race pics:

From Sunday’s road mile.  Doesn’t that look like fun?  Also, my thighs make Thanksgiving turkeys jellus.  Yep.

Anywhoodle.

The other day, I picked up a six-pack of beer that I was pretty stoked about, entirely because of the name and label:

I suppose this beer whispered seductively to me from its prison in the grocery refrigerator case because I’m a fellow redhead now?  Um, sort of?  Even though it’s totally from a bottle?

In any event, I allowed myself to to seduced.

As I poured it, the color of this Red Banshee Ale from Fort Collins Brewing stuck me as darker than expected.  Deep brown, actually.  And the flavor was more like a brown ale or a Scotch ale, too: very nutty and malty, low carbonation, almost a little watery.  Drinking this beer was enjoyable enough, but I wouldn’t say it blew me away.

Bottom line: Meh.  You’d be better off with a Killian’s.  (Purchased at Peace Street Market, $10/six)

Some other odds and ends….

Weekly mileage: Not stellar, but not horrible.

Mileage building?  Strength training?  What?  Sigh.

Random semi-giveaway #1: The New Balance 890s are on their way to Brie!

Random semi-giveaway #2: In which I realized that I never picked a winner for that Hunger Games book.  Oops.  Random internet thingy picks…Megan!  Check your email, yo.

Random semi-giveaway #3 (a new one!): Don’t ask how I came across these shoes.  If I told you, I’d have to kill you.

But I promise that they are brand-new, never-worn Brooks Glycerins in a women’s size 10.5.  These are uber-cushy neutral shoes, and they retail for $130 (although this is last year’s model).  If you want ’em, email me! That’s eatdrinkrun@gmail.com.

Random question: As of late, I’ve been struggling a little to come up with content for this here blog.  As you’ve probably noticed, I gave up posting about my random dinners and daily booze consumption and boring training runs a while ago.  Although I have no doubt that I want this blog to continue to cover all of those things…the whole daily-diary format is just kinda draining and not all that interesting.  To me, anyway.  Therefore, I’ve been trying to take a more journalistic approach to the content here.  You like?  No like?  What would you like to see more of?  Less of?

If you choose not to reply, I’ll take your silence as a blessing to post (even) more badly-drawn cartoons and photographs of my cats.

Just sayin’.

Flame away, okay?

Yeah, I read the damn Hunger Games.  And I liked it.  I won’t judge you for judging me.

But hear me out first.

I’m a sucker for a good story about freedom. And although the concept is simplified – dumbed down, really – in Suzanne-Collins land, at least it’s there.

Awkward fact: In high school, I was totally that kid who wandered around with a battered paperback copy of Atlas Shrugged tucked under my arm, smugly certain of – and obnoxiously vocal about – my position on every issue under the sun, no matter how trivial.

(Unfortunately, because someone decided it was a good idea to let me be Editor-in-Chief of our school newspaper, many of these positions are now recorded in print, for posterity.  Thank Galt this was before things went digital.)

Anyway, of course, I’ve evolved.  Beyond secondhand flannel shirts and thrifted Chuck Taylors.  And also beyond taking the ideological road on every single issue.  But deep down, I admit: I’m still rather smitten by rebellion and defiance, and by people taking a stand against governments that are doing things that they shouldn’t be doing.

And although it’s a teen-oriented book, peppered with nauseating Twilight-esuqe romantic dialogue and populated by one-dimensional characters that push the limits of credibility, there’s a little bit of Ayn Rand in The Hunger Games.  A little bit of George Orwell.  A little bit of Aldous Huxley.  A little bit of all of the books that really fired me up about reading and learning and having opinions on things, back when I was a gawky adolescent.

In other words, there’s a skeleton of something meaningful and thought-provoking in The Hunger Games books.  They may not go down as classic pieces of literature, but at least they do more than paint a generic “goodies versus baddies!” picture.  They touch on an element of classic dystopian writing that many teenagers would probably never otherwise have exposure to.

So for that, Ms. Collins, I’m willing to overlook those awkwardly-written kisses and underdeveloped characters.

I haven’t read the last book in the series yet.  It’s in transit on an order from Borders. [SO HEY, no spoilers!]  I kind of hope it arrives tomorrow.  I have the weekend off, and I wouldn’t mind spending my Saturday curling up with a little Mockingjay.

So if you must, judge away.  Really, go ahead.  I’ll be sitting in the corner pretending to be as stoic as Dagny Taggart.

PS: Have you checked your wallet, purse, underwear drawer, etc for unused Borders GCs?  They’re about to go out of business, and I managed to rustle up almost $40 worth of books by combining a bunch of unused and partially-used cards that I had laying around!

PPS: Have you read any of the Hunger Games books?  No?  Do you want to?  I’ll happily send my lightly-used copy of the first book to someone.  Just tell me you’re interested in the comments and I’ll pick a random winner at beer o’clock on Sunday!

Dirty thirty (one) + BIRTHDAY GIVEAWAY!

OH HAI, did you know it’s MAH BIRRRRTHDAY?

I’m celebrating with a trip to the carwash.

More later on TEAM VODKA HEIST’s journey through New Jersey! (Spoilers: it was really fecking hot!  And we didn’t win!  And boozy whipped cream is not as brilliant as it sounds!)

But first, since it’s the anniversary of my grand escape from the womb, let’s have a giveaway!

My favorite socks!  But since these ones are pretty nasty, I’m giving away a brand-new pair of Thorlo Experias:

Your choice of size/color.  Just post a comment to enter.  Any comment will do. I’ll pick a random winner tomorrow (Tuesday, August 2) at 10:41 PM (or thenabouts).

(This giveaway is not sponsored by Thorlo.  I did get a couple of free pairs from work, though, so I’m sharing the love.  And they are definitely my favorite socks, even though they are ridiculously expensive.  These babies retail for $14 a pair!)

And…go.

Yeast infatuation

When you’re a total beginner at something and you put your mind to it, you often see huge spurts of improvement.

I’m sure that’s what is happening here.  But…nonetheless.  ZOMG!  LOOK AT THIS THING:

That right there?   That’s a pretty impressive loaf of bread, if I do say so myself!

My second batch of dough made via the Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day method was definitely a step up from the first.  This was the first of two loaves from the batch.  Look at how closely it resembles the picture on the cover of the book!

Things I did differently to the dough batch this time around:

– I used WARM water instead of cool-ish when mixing the yeast initially.  I still don’t have a thermometer, but I conjured some imagery and did my best to guess.  100* is the temperature of hot tub water, so I tried to imagine whether I’d squeal if I stuck my toes in it after a day of skiing.

– I let the initial rise go for about three hours, instead of two.

– I added some chopped dried rosemary.

My dough batch made enough dough for two loaves (half of the recipe).  For the first loaf (pictured above), I pulled half of the refrigerated dough out the following afternoon.  I shaped it and let it rise for about an hour.

The result: a puffy loaf with a delightful crust, with just a hint of rosemary flavor.  (Next time I’ll add more herbs!)

The only unfortunate part was that it was consumed within 24 hours.  O HAI, carb coma!

I digested for a few days – and then was ready to make the second loaf.  The dough had been sitting in the refrigerator for several days, and even though the book insists that wet dough can be refrigerated for up to a week, I had my doubts about it.

I scraped it out this morning, shaped it into a dome, and placed it strategically on top of the dryer with a load of warm clothing rumbling gently below.

(The ever-present layer of drying sports bras kept it company.)

After 90 minutes, I was truly surprised that it seemed to have almost doubled in size.  I sprinkled some coarse sea salt on top and popped it in the oven.

Although it was slightly denser than the first loaf, this one had a delicious, slightly sour flavor.  Almost like sourdough.  Salty, chewy sourdough.

Have I mentioned that I’m never buying bread from the grocery store again?

Next up?  I just might try my hand at a baguette.   Dangerous.

And oh-hey-guess-what?  As a thank you for putting up with my excessive yammering about bread-making, I’m having a giveaway!

The folks at Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day have agreed to give a free copy to one of you!  I think this is pretty awesome, because I do think it’s a damn fine book.  As someone who has never been good at baking anything, I’m floored at how easy making bread has been, following the guidelines outlined in this book.  And the fact that it’s co-written by a trained pastry chef and a regular dude who just really likes bread makes the prose very easy – and even enjoyable – to read.

Anyway, entering is simple:

  1. Like Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day on on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/BreadIn5?ref=mf) and leave me a comment telling me you did.
  2. Follow @ArtisanBreadIn5 on Twitter (http://twitter.com/#!/ArtisanBreadIn5) and leave me a comment telling me you did.
  3. Tweet/FB about this giveaway, blog about this giveaway, or write a poem about this giveaway and share it with the class and leave me a comment telling me you did.
Pretty easy!  And I’d highly recommend you enter, because this book is rad.
Anyway, I’m off to sip my Cab and stuff my face with warm-from-the-oven fake-sourdough.  Supposedly there is another round of tornado coming this way tomorrow, and if I die, it’s going to be full of good bread and wine.
Happy Hump Day!
(FTC awkward words of requirement: Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day is providing a free copy to the winner of this giveaway.  However, I originally bought the book myself, and the opinions expressed here are completely my own.  As it happens, I just love this book so much that I contacted their PR people and begged them to share.  You’re welcome.)

*Update 5/5/11: Giveaway has closed, but feel free to leave a comment if you just wanna chat about delicious bread or write random poetry!*

Hot cheek-on-cheek action

We’ve all been there.  Picture it with me.

You walk in the door after your long run.  7 miles, 17 miles, 37.7 miles, whatever.  You did it and it feels awesome.   You’re shaky, caked in salt, and possibly a bit delirious, but you know that the only thing standing between you and a big stack of pancakes and a bottomless mimosa is a hot shower.

You strip off your soggy clothes and do a quick check: thighs, chest, feet.  No visible wounds.  Excellent.

You haul your stiff legs up in to the tub and, as the hot water coats your feet, breathe a sigh of satisfaction.  You slowly tip your cranium under the shower head and let the soothing stream of warm water run along your scalp, down the nape of your neck, between your shoulder blades, across the small of your back, down your butt cr – AAAAAAAAAAACKKKK!

And then you suddenly and painfully discover that your ass crack is chafed to high holy hell.  Ouch.

And really, why wouldn’t it be?  You’ve got two big slabs of flesh right up against one another, moving in opposition with every footfall.  Which, over the course of a two hour run, is like three zillion footfalls.  Add a little sweat and you’ve definitely got recipe for raw skin.

I feel like many runners are embarrassed about this.  People, butt chafing is nothing to be ashamed of.  It doesn’t mean that your ass is too big or that there’s something wrong with it. It just happens sometimes.  No big deal.

Anyway.  Thankfully, because this is America and there is a market for absolutely anything, there are companies out there making products specifically tailored to the needs of our bulbous bottoms during long runs.

2Toms recently offered to send me some of their Butt Shield to try out.  (I’m actually curious about how this came about in their PR department: “Hey, this chick seems like she’d be down with talking about her ass.  Let’s target her.”)

But as someone with an often-chafed butt crack (and a slight reluctance to put my only stick of Body Glide where the sun don’t shine), I happily accepted.

The Butt Shield comes in a roll-on canister that very much reminded me of the colorful fruity Avon soaps I used to play with in the bathtub when I was a kid:

Obviously, though, it was colorless.  (And not cherry scented, and not sudsy.  Whew.)

I’ve used it on my last few long runs and I have to say, it’s done its job!  No shower surprises.  Nice work there, 2Toms.

My overall impression of the stuff:

PROS: No weird waxy smell, goes on easily, doesn’t pull at hairs and/or skin like a solid wax lubricant.  Does its job (prevents chafing, DUH.)  Doesn’t have to be used just on your bum – you can put it anywhere you get friction.

CONS: Kind of greasy, which feels a little weird at first, although after a couple of minutes I didn’t notice it.  The outside of the container gets a little slippery and messy too.

Also, be prepared for conversations like this:

Aaaaand that’s as far as I’m going to take that one.

So you want to try it? [*cough*that’s-what-he-said*cough]

2Toms also gave me some Butt Shield to share with y’all! Sharing is caring!  (Well, not literally.  One lucky winner will receive a brand new bottle of Butt Shield.  Unless you really want to share mine.)

To enter this giveaway, just do any or all of the following, and leave a comment for each entry:

  • Like 2Toms on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/2Toms. (While you’re there, check out the contest they’re doing on their FB page.  You can win a whole bunch of free stuff, not just for your ass.)
  • Tell me a funny story about chafing, or your ass, or both.  Or really, just any funny story about anything at all.  It doesn’t even have to be true.
  • Hit TEH TWITTERZ: “I want to lube up my butt like @shelbyvanpelt! ZOMG @2Toms Butt Shield giveaway! http://wp.me/pFDEx-R7”  (Or, like, whatever else you want to tweet.  Just make sure you @ me.)
  • Facebook or blog or hire an airplane to write in the sky about this giveaway.

To sweeten the pot, I’ll also throw in a tech tee and whatever other little goodies that I happen to find hanging around the running store where I work.  ZOMG, it’ll be a surprise!

Winner will be randomly chosen on Friday, April 8, at 6:22 PM.  So get on it, because that’s only a couple of days away!  Chop chop!

See ya tomorrow with some delicious baked goods and tales of a tempo run done too damn fast.  Nighty-night!

[FTC disclosure thingy: 2Toms gave me a complimentary bottle of this product as well as one to give away, but the opinions here are all my own.  Also, that other crap I said I’d include (shirt, random goodies) is all coming out of my pocket, and I’m not exactly rolling in cash these days, so please make it worth my while and enter the damn giveaway.  KTHXBAI.]