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  • Mental Restraints – Kelly Nash [Guest Post]

    In yesterday’s post, we riffed on behaving boldly, no matter your title or job description. Whenever possible, we provide a platform for those willing to speak up, take action and inspire us to move. Today’s powerful example comes from Kelly Nash, currently walking the walk and carrying a strong mind through her own career. Read, learn and…

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  • The Sweetest Thing

    If you have a peach tree in your yard like I do, you can pick the fruit before they’re fully ripe and allow them to continue to mature to peak sweetness inside. Some will tell you that you have to pick the initial offerings of the tree. There seems to be a debate about whether…

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  • Walnuts

    If you want a stronger cardiovascular system, you could start riding a stationary bike or you could incorporate walnuts into your diet. I suggest the latter. My dad was sort of a hippie when I was a kid. We had granola in the house before it was a thing. We also had an unreasonable ratio…

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  • Making Your Bed – Peter Summerville [Guest Post]

    Peter is no longer simply an intern around here. My man has come a long way. He’s writing guest posts more frequently, running a successful business in Southern California and generally inspiring folks around him daily. And he’s doing it all before age 25. I’m betting on him to be on the world’s public radar…

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  • Yoga

    I’m never fully explored yoga, but I’m devoted to the pursuit of supreme health and well-being. I’m convinced of the applicability of power posing after reading the studies and I’m ready to take it a step further by incorporating an ancient practice. As a twenty something in the midst of my playing career, I flirted…

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  • Lux Restaurant

    Don’t go into the restaurant business if you’re not ready to compete with the baddest on earth. If you’re aiming to build the perfect food/coffee/bar business, look no further than Lux in Phoenix, AZ. It’s the Sugar Ray Robinson of dining options. Pound for pound, it’s the best Phoenix has to offer. If you’ve been…

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  • Open Thread: Week 25

    Welcome to the 25th edition of our weekly open thread. Let’s get started. Zach opens: Do you have alternative exercises that fit into the 5×5 if you don’t have access to a squat rack or bench? For various reasons, the only gym I can get to has a handful of machines and free weights (limited…

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  • 433 in the Bushes – Todd Jones [Guest Post]

    Todd Jones was a great teammate. He and I rode Vespa scooters to Fenway Park together for home games in Boston in 2003. That’s the shit you remember. Not the 319 career saves. He is a genuine human being and is a solid evaluator of character. Read below; you’ll see why I’m sharing this.  So…

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  • Social Media Benefits for Athletes

    Social media can be a powerful tool in baseball player’s arsenal or a drag on his public image. We’re all aware of the dramatized horror stories surrounding social media and celebrities. They are not indicative of the norm. We all make poor decisions, and social media certainly provides a stage where they can be spotlighted. Instead of adversely reacting…

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  • Open Thread: Week 30

    Charlie: Kap in researching a previous post you said, My 5 x 5s take roughly 90 minutes, including warm ups, the sprint workouts are about 75 minutes”, what take so long? Could you please break this down, trying to emulate your workouts but not sure what I am missing. Thanks! Charlie, This is a solid question.…

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I aim to plan and consciously choose all of my indulgences. I have the knowledge and willpower to do so, but occasionally, I will have a substantial misfire.

I was in Boston, my home away from home, for the 2004 World Series reunion. I splurged nutritionally as I had intended, but I didn’t map out my large nutritional stumble while watching the game.

I had it all pre-navigated. My two men (12 and 14) and I love to experience travel through food. We think it’s the most efficient and interesting way to explore the culture of a city. We discussed the trip ahead of time and decided on three restaurants where we would fully indulge and eat like kings. We’d start with the team dinner at a fine steak and seafood house, follow it up with breakfast the next morning at a bakery, and finish it out with lunch at a tapas joint in the South End.

The first night the three of us shared bone in filets, swordfish steaks, oysters, giant shrimp, crab cakes, lamb chops, chocolate cake, apple crisps and cold vanilla ice cream. I enjoyed a few glasses of whiskey, neat, and my boys drank Sprite. We left the restaurant 1 for 1. Remember, this indulgence was planned.

The next morning, we went to a bakery suggested by a Boston-based chef friend. The boys picked up scones and French toast; I scored big with a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich on a crusty roll with spinach and tomato. The bite came complete with a Dijon mustard finish that struck a chord with me, managing to last all day. 2 at bats, 2 knocks.

After mobbing around on the T train all morning, making our way to Harvard and back to Downtown Crossing, we landed at our destination for lunch, Toro. Theo Epstein made the recommendation after I mentioned that my boys and I were on a food adventure. This is the guy who went out to get the “washed up” 2002 version of David Ortiz, so he’s proven his scouting mettle. If he thinks it’s a worthwhile trip, I’ll take his advice.

Back to food.

Rather than turn this post into a restaurant review, I’ll keep it simple. I had an out of body experience. Every small plate that arrived was visually captivating and stunning on the palate. We sprinted the gamut. From spicy curry beef empanadas to cauliflower with golden raisins and pine nuts to the pièce de résistance, roasted bone marrow with radish citrus salad and oxtail marmalade. This dish, holy fuck. Our waiter described it exquisitely as “like rich, hot, beef flavored butter.” I was now 3 for 3 and ready for my final at bat.

A theme throughout this entire trip was advance planning. My first mistake was not preparing for this final meal. I figured my boys and I would just eat at the ballpark and didn’t put much thought into it. I knew that the options would be plentiful and come in large quantities. I wasn’t necessarily wrong, but I quickly got off course.

I was running around at Fenway from this place to that, answering questions and meeting folks. My boys were on their own and already up in the suite by the time I arrived around the start of the first inning. They had eaten pizza, snacks and fruit, totally what I expected for them. I walked in starving, my second mistake.  I reached for a plate and piled on decent looking veggies, a huge mound of guacamole, and the only available protein, stale fried chicken strips. I could have reached into my bag and opened a can of wild caught salmon. I didn’t. My defenses were down. I hadn’t snacked. I ingested that garbage and suffered strike one.

You know my stance on processed foods. Those frozen chunks of flour covered meat product provide little nutritional value. I had already experienced a whirlwind day filled with emotion and exertion, and the pizza under the heat lamp began to look lovely.

I advocate indulgence, but I advocate planned, quality indulgence. This was neither. I scarfed down a piece and the drugs hit my bloodstream. I couldn’t chew fast enough. Strike two.

The final pitch of the at bat came in and I chased it. I scarfed down a few more slices, knowing even as I did so that it wasn’t my finest hour.

3 for 4. In baseball that’s a hell of a day. Nutritionally, I expect 4 for 4s from myself almost always. I’m in control, so the high bar is appropriately set. Rather than dwell on it, I’ll do what Manny tells us to do after a rough at bat. “Turn the page, papi.”

I write this from the plane the following morning. I’ve turned the page. Today, I’ve ingested steel cut oats, fresh organic blueberries, a pile of kale, a chunk of a ham steak, a few fresh scrambled eggs and organic black coffee.

In my bag, I have a large salad with tons of fresh veggies, almonds, chicken, organic Hannah yams. I also still have that wild salmon I passed over for pizza in a box.

I’m back on track. I remember last night’s at bat and will make the adjustment without carrying the emotion of yesterday over into today’s game.

I hope you’ll share your stories of strikeouts or home runs in the comments section below.

Kap