Cougar Cross Country
Throughout the course of the 2011 season, MVNU
senior runner Nate Winters will write a weekly blog about what is
happening with the team.
without A Race" (posted on October 13, 2011)
Nothing really exciting happened this
week. When the weekend rolled around, we
didn't have a race, so we decided to make
our own excitement.
It was Friday
night, and Chad, Kevin, and I were looking
for something to do. After searching "things
to do when you're bored" on Google, we
eventually settled on the idea of a PowerAde
drinking contest. (People have died from
drinking too much water, so we decided that
it would be a safer idea to drink something
with electrolytes.) To make things more
interesting, we decided to see who would be
able to drink the most AND hold their pee.
We got a 24 pack of PowerAde and made some
1. Each of us had 10 minutes
to drink a 20 oz. PowerAde.
had to drink a minimum of five bottles.
3. Each PowerAde we drank over the
five-bottle minimum counted as a 10-minute
deduction from the pee-holding time.
4. The ten minute time limit ended after
the five bottle minimum.
5. Each of
us would drink a 12 oz. cup of coffee (in 15
minutes) before we started drinking the
6. Whoever held their pee
the longest would be the winner.
gathered our PowerAde and a deck of cards,
and headed down to the PSU to start our
We decided to play a version
of rummy to pass the time and keep our minds
off of our stomachs and bladders. I started
a timer and we began sipping our drinks. The
coffee was easy. So was the first PowerAde.
And the second. The third seemed a little
harder. By the fourth, we couldn't believe
how quickly ten minutes had passed. But then
we were on to the fifth, and done with our
Chad and I were both
feeling pretty full, but Kevin showed no
fear and opened a sixth bottle. I was
somewhere in between having a full bladder
and a full stomach, but I knew that I could
handle another PowerAde. I also knew that if
I drank another one, Chad would have to
drink one too, because he wouldn't back down
from the challenge. So I opened a sixth, and
so did Chad. Since all of us drank the
optional PowerAde, we negated any time
deduction. (For those of you counting, this
is 132 oz., or just over 1 gallon of liquid,
consumed in 75 minutes.)
I decided to stop because my bladder and
stomach both felt like they were 110% full.
Once again, Kevin opened up another bottle,
and drank it like he was thirsty. Chad
opened up another bottle and began drinking
too. I crossed my legs and thought about the
Chad stopped after seven
bottles, but Kevin drank two more, bringing
his total up to nine. Around the same time
Kevin started his eighth bottle, I began to
get up and pace around to try to take my
mind off of the pressure in my bladder. I
noticed that I was very bloated, and I was
talking very fast, probably from the
caffeine. After an hour and a half I decided
I had had enough. I was not going to win and
I did not want to be comfortable while I
lost (though technically I got third place).
I came back to the card table to watch Chad
and Kevin battle it out for first.
About a half hour after I quit, Kevin and
Chad decided to call it quits. This meant
that Kevin was the winner, because he had
earned 20 minutes in time deductions. We
congratulated Kevin on his victory, but he
was not feeling as happy about it as we
were. I think that we were all just excited
to go to the bathroom like normal again.
The rest of this week was fairly normal
as well. We had a lighter schedule because
we have a Friday race. This was nice because
we didn't have to run on Wednesday morning,
and instead we got to sleep in. Also on
Wednesday, we had our annual phone-a-thon,
hosted by Chip Wilson. If we didn't call you
but you would like to make a tax-deductable
donation to support our team, please let me
know. Or you can keep your money and buy
something cool. Like a Chia Pet. Or a snow
cone machine. Or a harp. But if you already
have all those things and like college
athletics, we appreciate donations. And snow
This weekend, our race is at
Wilmington College. As I have said before,
this course is one of the team favorites,
and we usually run fast times there. There
will be 37 other teams there this year, so
things will be interesting. Hopefully, we
still have good races so that we have a good
way to start off fall break.
the rest of the team:
Name: Kevin James
Hometown: Mount Gilead,
Major: Communications Major,
Intercultural studies minor
Favorite cross country
course: St. Thomas Aquinas, Michigan
Favorite movie: The Prestige
Favorite running quote: "If you do what
you've always done, you'll get what you
always got" - Steve Seif (High school
Crazy running story:
This one time, I was running on a morning
run with the guy's team. We decided to run
the three mile loop around the block. As we
approached mile 1.5, Nate began to talk
about how he wished something crazy would
happen so he could write a blog about it. We
all chuckled and continued to run. 400
meters or less after that statement, We ran
past this house with a cinder block porch
and this woman starts screaming bloody
murder from on top of the porch. "help HELP
someone help me" was her passionate plea.
Being the chivalrous, upstanding gentlemen
that we are, we stopped and ran to her aid.
As soon as we got close though, things
started going downhill. "There are men
hiding under the porch, and they're trying
to kill me!", she whispered none to softly.
"I've been on this porch all night" she
continued. *sigh.....* "Ma'am there is no
one under the porch, in fact you can't even
get under the porch", Jake said. Not a
single one of us could talk her down, nor
convince her that no one was trying to kill.
"YES THEY ARE", she persisted, "And if you
leave, you'll be guilty for my DEATH!". I
paused... in the back of mind I weighed the
consequences. Just as I was about to decide
that I cared little for holding her "fate"
in my hands, Mark spoke up, "We'll go call
someone for you then." The next ten minutes
were awkward as best and annoying at worst
as her tale began to elaborate into a
"transmitter" (Bluetooth ear bud), Her
"hostage son" situation, and some kind of
drugging by the neighbor. I was beginning to
get cold, and my muscles were tightening up.
As my patience wore thinner, finally Mark
and Mitch returned from calling the police
at a nice neighbor's house. The lady was
gracious enough to let us use her phone at
6:30 in the morning as well as offering Mark
and Mitch breakfast. I also hear that she
was a beast of a solitaire player, But I
digress... The police finally showed up and
thanked us for doing our good deed for the
day. He assured us that he would take care
of it, so naturally we all booked it out of
there before we could get guilted or trapped
into anything else. The first few steps were
silent. Then, we all busted up laughing and
making all the jokes we could think of.
Someone said, "Well Nate, I think you have
something to write about now". "yeah, that
was pretty ironic" someone else chimed in.
"That wasn't ironic", Nate said, "That was
(I forget the word...)"
Favorite food: Reese's
cross country course: Tom Sawyer Park,
Favorite movie: The
quote: "As Denton's reputation grew, a
number of undergraduate runners decided to
train with him, thinking to pick up on the
Secret… [After a few days] the awful truth
would begin to dawn on him: there was no
Secret! His days would have to be spent in
exactly this manner, give or take a mile or
two, for longer that he cared to think
about, if he really wanted to see the olive
wreath up close. It would simply be the most
difficult heartrending process he would
endure in the course of his life." –From
Once A Runner, by John L. Parker, Jr.
"I hope a bear comes out of the woods
and eats us!" –My friend Jared, after
running about 23 miles of a marathon.
Crazy running story: When I was a
sophomore in high school, we went to a cross
country meet in Centerville, Ohio. I was
with my friend Danny for the entire race,
but he outsprinted me at the finish line. As
we walked through the finish shoot they
handed Danny a finisher's plaque. "Cool! I
said. "We get plaques!" The volunteer then
proceeded to hand me a finisher's ribbon. It
turned out that only the top 15 finishers
got plaques and I was 16th. I was kind of
upset until Danny (who was a senior) told me
he had never gotten any finisher's plaques
his entire career, and that it meant a lot
to him that I let him get the plaque. I
didn't feel so bad after that.
Anything else you want the world to know
about you: I have many hidden talents.
Complete "Right in Stride with