There’s something naughty about coffee and I can’t quite place it. I’ve never really been one for cigarettes to make me look as ‘bad-ass’ as those 14-year old kids when they light up behind the bike sheds while skipping class. Therefore, I have coffee. I never really skipped class to have a cup, nor did I ever have a French press behind the bike sheds.
Drinking coffee just makes me feel a little… saucy.
-Wake up on a Saturday morning with a slight pang in your head from the countless Bailey’s of the night before
-Roll out of your slumber, clad only in your undies and one sock (half on, because you’re an optimist)
-Perform a zombie-like walk to the kitchen that puts 1982 Michael Jackson to shame
-Prep, brew, and pour some of that beautiful black beverage into your favourite mug
-Sit down, like the boss that you are, and slurp like an absolute cheeky bitch
How bad-ass is that? It’s like James Dean on a Harley cruising down the Autobahn at night on his way to pick up David Hasselhoff and Ronda Rousey for a reunion located at a non-smoking bar in Albania. A bar that specialises in single-malt scotch and only plays the best of Otis Redding and The Doors on its free jukebox.
That’s how I feel when I drink my morning coffee.
So, as you can imagine, every time I’m told that I shouldn’t drink coffee because it’s bad for me, I crumble like the Roman Empire did in 476. Damn you Odoacer.
Never fear, fellow coffee drinking barbarians! I have a little project that starts today! Every week a new coffee fact will be revealed to my hundreds of thousands of readers. 26 weeks of positive coffee facts. 26 letters in the alphabet. Let’s begin:
A – Antioxidants
- By Jacob McClay
Ever since the day I moved to Madrid, my cousin Stacey and I have always trained together. One day, Stacey approached me asking if I fancied getting into quite possibly the best shape of my life, I thought why not? He gave me an outline of what we would be doing, which was turning someone mildly overweight, and a bit podgy around the mid-section; into someone with about 7% body fat. Before starting the program we had the slight problem being that I wasn’t fat. So, Stacey encouraged me to eat whatever I wanted for three months prior to starting the plan in February. This, combined with not really going to the gym, was what I found difficult although the constant binging was highly enjoyable.
I had guessed that the plan would be very restrictive in regards to anything and everything. And when I say anything and everything I mean eating out, snacking, and drinking. I mentally prepared to replace my usual social habits with training religiously six days a week (he wanted seven sessions a week to which I politely declined).
We started the first week of February...
- By Tess Amorangi Parker
Key word: Fat, exercise, empowerment, health.
Body Positivity is a new buzz word, and one that has a very gendered tint. It’s an important new concept that is being thrown around in the mass media, mixing into the statements that we’re already being told - your body matters to society. Fat is a complex idea for women to deal with, bombarded with contradicting statements from the media coming at all sides. Plus size models, fat-loss television shows, and the persistence of Lena Durham to get her belly out on 'Girls' are giving us truly mixed messages. What are we supposed to be celebrating? Thinness, thickness, curves or muscles? I don’t even know anymore!
- Stacey Quick
It's not that scary of a word. Yet, within the fitness realm, every time I mention this secretive little noun to a client or friend, I witness a reaction similar to this:
But calories really aren't that big of a deal. In fact, they're easy to describe, easy to find, easy to count and thus, easy to manage.
- Stacey Quick
'Dum, dat, dum, dat, dum, dat' repeat.
Every runner knows the sound that his or her shoes make as they repetitively connect with the pavement. The onomatopoeia above is the best way of typing the sound that my Nike Pegasus' make. I can hear it now, as I type.
Funnily, the sound that my shoes make while I run can do two things to my currently cloudy mind. As they pound the concrete, in perfect rhythm, they can make me feel like an absolute champion (I'm not, but sometimes I imagine I am). I feel free, full of energy, and almost unstoppable.
However, that same exact sound can also drive me mad. You know, the way a prisoner ends up head butting the cell wall because of a leaky pipe that hasn't been fixed for decades? Mad like that.
- Stacey Quick
..Article number 1! Boom, good evening world.
During a small intense moment of procrastination a few weeks back, I stumbled across a short article which was focused around an apparent open letter by Keanu Reeves, which was posted on his public Facebook page. For those who had more important things to do and missed it, here's what I'm talking about:
“My friend’s mom has eaten healthy all her life. Never ever consumed alcohol or any ‘bad’ food, exercised every day, very limber, very active, took all supplements suggested by her doctor, never went in the sun without sunscreen and when she did it was for as short a period as possible – so pretty much she protected her health with the utmost that anyone could. She is now 76 and has skin cancer, bone marrow cancer and extreme osteoporosis...