Drinking and Running

Summer is officially over.
Those last, lingering warm days are gone.
And so we bid farewell to our favorite cold post-run refresher, while saying "buenos dias amigo" to a hot pre-run energizer.

Goodbye Amstel Light in can.
Whoever invented Amstel Light in a can was not only a genius, but also most definitely
a runner. Oh my god. After a hot summer run, this beer tastes so good I could cry.
And it comes in a fridge-pak!
Seriously, next to sundresses, this is the best part of summer.
Goodbye you Dutch vixen you.





And hello Cafe Bustelo in a can!
Ole!
As hard as it is to leave a warm bed and head out on a cold morning, this guy makes it a little more do-able. Cafe Bustelo is made with the low-grade Robusta bean, flavorfully inferior to its high-falutin' cousin the Arabica bean, but containing much more caffeine. And meth. I swear to god, this stuff is like a hot cup of rocket fuel.
Just make sure you let it do its thing before you find yourself a couple miles away from your own can.
Ole!

Mailbag

Jeremy from NYC writes:

Dear Supervictory,
I'm Goth, but I run too.
Should I go start my own blog for Goth runners?
Or can I hang out here?
Thanks,
Jeremy


Dear Jeremy,
We don't care if you're Goth, Death Metal or into Hello Kitty shit.
If you run, you're punk.
Hang out dude.
Just try not to be all gloomy all the time.
Positive attitude counts for a lot around here.
Chipping in for beer helps too.
Cheers.
-Supervictory

Punk Rock Playlist!

Generally speaking, Supervictory editorial staff tends to run without music.
Even when Steve Jobs unveils the application that remotely beams our favorite songs (or his!) directly into our skulls, we'll probably opt out.
There's just something raw and stripped down about running with nothing but our own dark psyches to stare into that keeps us coming back for more.

However, many of you in the punk rock running community find that a little 4 on the floor helps you go all aggro on the asphalt.
This playlist is for you.

Germs "Manimal"
Black Flag "Rise Above"
Iggy & The Stooges "Search And Destroy"
Misfits "Where Eagles Dare"
JFA "We Know You Suck"
Slickee Boys "Here to Stay"
Minor Threat "Out of Step (With the World)"
Mummies "Stronger Than Dirt"
Government Issue "These Boots are Made For Walkin'"
Bad Brains "Sailin' On"
7Seconds "I Hate Sports"
Agent Orange "Tearing Me Apart"
Slayer "Piece by Piece"
Dead Kennedys "California Uber Alles"
Scream "Came Without Warning"
Public Enemy "Power To The People"
The Ramones "Commando"
Rites of Spring "Persistent Vision"
Dag Nasty "Exercise"
Buzzcocks "Oh Shit!"
X "Nausea"
Marginal Man "Emotional Scars"
Suicidal Tendencies "I Want More"
Metallica "Jump In The Fire"
Dinosaur Jr "Feel The Pain"
The Clash "Guns of Brixton"
Nomeansno "Victory"

Runs of Brixton

Full Disclosure: This blog was inspired in part by Joe Strummer having run the London Marathon in 1981 and 1983, and The Paris Marathon in 1982. Now, while his finishing times appear in some cases suspect (3:20 in Paris for a guy who partied heavy and trained zilch?) and in other cases lost to history, they are irrelevant. What matters is that this pillar of punk wasn't afraid to get out there and put himself to the test. As if he wasn't already one of the coolest guys ever.
A big supervictory salute to you Joe.

What's punk about running?

Nothing. Which is exactly what makes it punk.