copying this from email i used to spam Ruddock, and hopefully reaching an audience of Caltech students by the blog being fed into Facebook
Dear Rudds,
I live in purgatory. By this I mean I have escaped the hell of Caltech, but not so totally that I am free (or graduated) as yet. In my current limbo state between enrolled student a person with degree, I've been supporting myself financially by tutoring. I tutor both through the Caltech tutoring list and a tutoring agency called Supreme Educational Services. This email is an advertisement for SES. http://www.supremetutors.com/laoc/about.php
The company is run by a friendly Caltech grad (and ex-Rudd) name Albert who started it while he was a grad student at Stanford. They mostly work in the bay area but are expanding into LA and especially the Caltech area. He's looking for Caltech students to tutor mostly high school level kids in academic subjects. Here is a run-down:
Qualifications:
* have some tutoring experience (I had just a few months. Being a TA would probably work, too) * be good at whatever you want to tutor, but don't necessarily need a great GPA, or need to major in that subject * have to know calculus (also a requirement not to flame) * helpful to have a car, but not absolutely necessary (I don't) * probably helpful to be an upperclassman * US citizen
Good Things About Working There
* at least $30/hr, i make $40, also you can get travel compensation * don't have to deal with the business end of things - just record the # hours and dates you work and send in to the company at the end of the month. you get one check. if you ever have any business disagreements with someone, my boss deals with it and you don't have to * less competition to get clients than on the caltech list (sometimes when I talk to someone i met through the CDC list they tell me they have 15 other people making them offers) * can work very few hours/week (like 2-3) if you are busy or more if you are not so busy * can preview your students and learn a fair bit about them before deciding if you wan to work with them * allowed to tutor other students privately on the side, as long as you didn't meet them through the agency * i got to tutor a guy who is taking basic physics at UCLA and also owns an exotic car rental agency, and he drove me around in a ferrari for a bit, and then i explained the philosophical implications of the symmetry of newton's laws with respect to time reversal, and then we played video games (don't tell my boss about this)
Bad Things
* you have the knowledge that the person you are tutoring for is paying significantly more money than you are actually receiving. therefore, you are working for below your own market rate, but then you realize that you are only worth so much BECAUSE you're associated with the company. people would rather pay $70/hr to a company to have you tutor their child than $50/hr to you directly, and that's depressing, because you realize that an ideological picture of the world in which people are rewarded solely in accordance to the merit of their work is impossible to realize in this harsh world * i can't guarantee albert will hire you, or that he won't fire you for being sucky, or that if he hires you he'll immediately have work available for you, but the more people who interview with him the more he'll work on finding clients down here * you are a legitimate business professional and will get in serious trouble if you tell your student lots of fart jokes and their parents overhear and don't like it. if their parents do like it you are golden, so you should always ask parents whether they like fart jokes shortly after introducing yourself * you may end up teaching someone who, with considerable help, can get by well enough to solve the problems on their homework, but will never, ever, ever fully understand the concept of a function, a limit, a proof by induction, a physical law, or any other sort of abstract idea (possibly including multiplication), and consequently will miss out on "the pleasure of finding things out" for the duration of their existence. teaching someone who simply has no aptitude is depressing because for such a person, learning about physics is like going to the symphony on the night they play beethoven, watching the conductor's passionate gesticulations, reading along with the score on your lap, but sitting and watching from a soundproof booth
Anyway, the reason I'm advertising to you is that my boss needs more tutors in the area to make his expansion viable. In other words, if no one else starts working for him, it's not worth his time to try to organize things in this area just for me. I think it's a good opportunity because it earns more money than SSEL or work study and about the same as the being a self-employed private tutor, and is less effort than being self-employed. It's something you can do in your spare time and drop at the end of the year if you feel like it. Also, I will get $50 if you say I referred you, and I will totally use part of it to do something nice for you, especially if you are physically attractive or an interesting conversationalist (logical OR, not XOR).
If you want to interview with SES, just email Albert (although you might want to call him Mr. Lee at first) at atlee@supremetutors.com, and mention my name. He will probably set something up with you before the break and get you some work early in the new year.
If you have any further questions, email me and I will do my best to answer them, possibly in a direct, succinct, and helpful manner, and possibly in a snide and degrading one, depending upon both my mood and my evaluation of your physical attractiveness.
Sunday, November 25 (70 minutes) North Field Gimp Club run. Solid run, felt great. I was planning on going an hour, but didn't have my watch on me, and probably did 70 minutes. Still nothing really acted up, which is great. Ian claimed to be aiming to inflame everything as much as possible today, so that any and all problems would show up on his MRI tomorrow morning. Seems a reasonable plan. Gym: crunches, bicycles, bridges, shrugs (for my mildly-injured shoulder), eccentric calf exercise, some back machine, and a few pull ups. It's been a while since I did much of anything in the gym, because before my back started hurting whenever I did a crunch or arched it in any similar way. If felt good today, except for a bit of tension/soreness down in the lower back. I feel encouraged, both by finally getting in a good run and Ian's upcoming appointment with the "good" physical therapist.
Saturday, November 24 (45 minutes) More nighttime laps of the North Field. Lower back a little bit sore. I want to start some core exercise soon. Earlier, my back wouldn't hear of it. Book review: The Trial of Colonel Sweeto (PBF Comics)
Friday, November 23 (40 minutes) Easy post-nightfall run around the North Field. Got a cell phone from my boss. Email me if you want the number. While I was running, they locked the gym with my wallet and keys inside. Officially, it had been closed to begin with, but at the time I started my run it was unlocked temporarily due to a basketball game. After I ran I couldn't retrieve my stuff, and no one had the keys to let me in. After some investigation I discovered that the gym is far from impenetrable, and triumphantly slunk out the back door with my bag.
Thursday, November 22 (no run) Thanksgiving at Parkwood. Pretended to be useful by mashing squashes for Ian's pie. Ate lots of food, met Michelle's family.
Wednesday, November 21 (30 minutes) Continued the cautious plan. North field was cold, but my feet only went half-numb so I was able to continue the run.
I read the letsrun boards today, and noticed again a phenomenon that seems nearly ubiquitous among runners (and, I'm sure, many other communities), which is that the final championship is something of a letdown. People spend inordinate amounts of time speculating about who will win, who will move up and who will go down, who will shock us and who will deliver what we expect. It's considered a badge of honor to make good predictions, and the further away they are and the more outlandish, the better. But the chatter on championships and victors is predominantly about the future (with plenty of talk about the distant past as well). For example, after Ryan Hall won the US Olympic Marathon Trials, there was a fair amount of gushing about how great he looked and how fast and controlled he was. But there was far more talk about what the time was "worth" on a fast course with competition, and whether Hall would go on to medal, and if he would become the greatest American marathoner ever.
We're caught up in the "things to come" rather than the "things that are". When I run an easy hour long run by myself, if I'm thinking about running, it's probably about running months or years from now and wondering how much progress I can make. This feels wrong. You can miss a great deal of opportunity by spending too much of your time speculating on distant trophies festooning the parade of victories that time will inevitably bring marching your way. I think I do that. Any weatherman will tell you that only the near future is real. Anything more than a week away is almost unpredictable. So we can all imagine sunny skies and cool, clean air to slice our way through months from now. But when we think about now and what's immediately at our hands, we are forced, despite our wishes, to be realistic. Maybe, if being realistic becomes a habit, living in reality
Tuesday, November 20 (30 minutes)
I ran an extremely cautious 30 minutes on the north field, and seemed to be the better for it. Ian told me Mike Davies had a bad back spasm and needed six months to recover. Some internet searching confirms that it can indeed take this long to get better.
However, I am putting some faith in the feedback mechanisms of my body to let me know when my back is and isn't better. It seems to be marginally better today than yesterday, which is good enough for me.
I still don't understand what caused (or allowed) this particular injury. I had been lax in my core exercises for months before my back started hurting, so I presume that made some contribution to my susceptibility.
Also, this is not the first time I've had problems with my back. The problem is in my upper and mid back, not lower. I've pulled muscles in that region several times before. Each of those times I could trace the injury to something specific - picking up a chair (which held my sister in it), carrying my luggage through Pasadena, etc. This time, I didn't notice anything that caused the pulled muscle in my back two weeks ago. I first felt it upon waking up in the morning. It was a sharp, localized pain that fired whenever I moved my back much (which is almost all the time). It got better bit by bit over the course of days.
The spasm across my back came about a week after that, occurring suddenly while I was running. I was ten minutes into a run when, in the course of only a few seconds, I had to stop completely. I stretched for a while and tried to jog, but it was clear this was not something I could "walk off".
Erin told me that sometimes muscles simply choose to spasm, especially after an injury. There isn't much I can do about it. Self-massage and ice are practical options, which may help some. Rest seems to be effective, though. It's simply slow. At the moment I feel no rush.
Monday, November 19 (10 minutes)
Midnight Mile. Unfortunately my spasming back would not allow me to compete. I did run the mile with JR in 8:24 (slightly better than half Alex's speed).
I realized how much more interesting this sport is when you're actually competing. I think I didn't notice that while watching cross country races because I don't like them very much.
Here what happened this wee: Monday and Tuesday I was sick. Wednesday I was sick, but ran some, and got some sort of spasm in my back ten minutes into the run. I had to stop. Thursday it still hurt. Friday it hurt, but I ran a little. Saturday, it still hurts now, and I'm still sick.
Sunday - continue being sick. feel like running would be counter-productive. got a burger with kiesz for lunch and it was scrumptious.
I don't really remember how much I ran this week. 45 minutes yesterday, because I got a cramp. 45 the day before, because my knees hurt. 70 the day before that. 30 today because I'm sick and my head hurts. I would really like to train but the world seems to be conspiring against me.
Sunday, 11/4/07 (60 minutes) Finally felt good enough to run. Did an hour, starting from the house. Only option was to run mostly on roads, but I kept the pace easy and felt good. I was basking in the cool damp air and simply enjoying the fact that I could get out and go for a run. book reviews: The Stuff of Thought, Steven Pinker (9/10) Dilemmas of an Upright Man (5/10) Wed-Sat Pulled back muscle still hurting. Friday I took three Aleve, the first time I've taken medication of any sort in years. As of now (Saturday morning) it seems marginally improved.
Tuesday, 10/30/07 (20 minutes) I pulled a back muscle, although I have no idea how. I tried to run but it hurt too much.
Monday, 10/29/07 (no run) Schedule got messed up and didn't run.
Sunday, October 28, 2007 (no run) I forget why not.
Saturday, October 27, 2007 (tempo) Was warming up with the team when Reed and Beck came by on a tempo, so I joined them. Led Reed the wrong way.
Friday, October 26, 2007 (no run) Too smoky.
Thursday, October 25, 2007 I finally got myself to update by thinking of how disappointed poor Kangway will be if I don't, and I don't want him to stay up all night worrying. I ran 30 minutes today because the air was as thick with ash as is your mother's squaw cheese. Here is my good deed for the day: letsrun homework thread time! I seem to spend more time doing other people's homework than my own recently.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007 60 minutes. Really smoky out. If those stupid panda bears escape from San Diego you can be damn sure they ain't gonna make it too far.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007 60 minutes. Smoky. Fortunately I'm immune to lack of oxygen and felt fine.
Monday, October 22, 2007 95 minutes. Long run on the track. It was hot out. There were these high schoolers there and I beat them, even though they were running intervals. Yeah, I'm that badass. Fourteen year old girls got nothing on me. And fortunately, child molestation cops got nothing on me, too.
Sunday, 10/14/07 (no run) Here is a quick thought for you: I frequently see the calculation made of how much weight you can lose by drinking cold liquid. For example - you drink 4 liters of water at 0C, which your body must warm to 25C. For water 4liters = 4 kg, so it takes 100 Calories to heat up that water. Do it for a month and you lose one pound. Do it for thirteen years and technically you will disappear. But for those who don't want to wait 13 years to literally drown their weight sorrows, here's a better idea: Drink hot water instead. Cold water won't get much colder than 0C, but hot water can go up to 100C, which means it has to be cooled down much more than cold water has to be heated. Technically, your body doesn't have to do any work to cool the water down - it can just sit there and let the water cool itself. But I bet your body actually spends quite a lot of energy cooling itself down if you drink a liter of boiling hot water. Hey, there's only one way to find out (and no, it isn't rational scientific analysis) it's anecdotal evidence! So try it today!
Saturday, 10/13/07 (80 minutes) Ran around mostly naked during SCIAC multi-duals. Tough conditions for racing. Guys/girls ran decently, but I think Riverside was a better performance for most. Story was Chris Gurney passing Keith Blumenfeld and Galen Smith in the last few meters to give CMS the victory. Pomona doesn't look to be in the running. For conferences Ramon should return and then it will be no contest. Friday, 10/12/07 (75 minutes) North field track club. Good run. Thursday, 10/11/07 (pace run) Ran with the team in Lacy, 5-4-3-2-1. Got attacked by a maniac later identified at Pat McGrail.
Wednesday, 10/10/07 (steady state) 16 laps at lacy in 45:12 = 5:39/2 laps. The pace was highly erratic, with the slowest mile #2 at 5:57, and the fastest #5 at 5:20. There were a bunch of high school girls in the park, and I ran much faster whenever our paths converged. They were running intervals compared to my straight 45 minutes, but I'm still not getting past by anything with pigtails, and that's that.
Tuesday, 10/9/07 (no run) Did not run. Since I had a flat yesterday, I walked everywhere I would normally have biked, and put close to 25 miles in on my feet. So I took the day off.
Monday, 10/8/07 (95 minutes) North Field Track Club run. Stretched it out five minutes longer than last week, but made no attempt to pick up the pace at the end of the run. Connective tissues didn't feel up to the challenge.
Book review: Avoid Boring People , James Watson. 5/10 (now links to Ideotrope instead of Amazon. Couldn't buy a grape with the Amazon money.) Also should appear in The California Tech. North field run, completes a good week of running.
On the crapper, I picked up Parade magazine, and flipped to Marilyn vos Savant's column. I read this column because I am severely annoyed by vos Savant's profession, which is essentially "Professional Smart Person." My goal is to find her mistakes and thereby simultaneously achieve forms of deflation of my target and self-exaltation. This is illogical, since Marilyn herself has no idea. See, the reason you point and laugh when someone trips going down the stairs is that it makes him feel bad. It's not the pointing and laughing that makes you feel better about yourself. It's the pain eating away the other person's soul that makes you feel better about yourself. And I'm frustratingly incapable of fomenting soul-consuming pain in Marilyn vos Savant.
In her most recent column, vos Savant replied to an astute reader who wondered why he could stick his hand in a 450 degree oven for several seconds with no ill effect, but sticking his hand in 212 degree boiling water for the same duration, would be severely scalded. "Okay," I thought, "good question. Has to do with the density of the medium, which affects the rate of molecular interactions, which transfer thermal energy..." But no. vos Savant simply replied that air and water have drastically different coefficients of heat transfer, and that this also explains why potatoes cook faster through boiling than through baking.
This is borderline idiocy. To measure this heat transfer coefficient cited would involve exactly the same sort of interactions vos Savant was supposedly trying to explain. Her answer had as much physical content as, "it is that way because it is that way." (Well, maybe not that little. It did have the content "your hand interacts with hot air and water in a way similar to how a potato interacts with them.") But despite the vacuity of her response, I can imagine millions of Americans reading this exchange and giving a long, knowing, "ooooooooh," as if God had just beamed enlightenment down on them from heaven.
This sort of thing makes me angry. And I have a little theory, that I use sometimes when I'm angry, and generally it makes me lose my anger. The theory is that when I'm angry at something, it's because I'm projecting a fault that I see in myself on to someone else. To explain: I see faults in people all the time. (Okay, that sentence didn't come out quite the way I was hoping, but after the discussion of public mockery as a spiritual practice I better not pull any punches now.) But they don't anger or annoy me. Someone drives erratically, and I think, "Whoa, bad driver. I'll keep my distance." Not, "Fuck you." Someone uses bad grammar on an internet message board and I think, "this is difficult to understand." Not, "Learn some damn English, dimwit."
But if you slow me down because you're poorly organized, or can't do something you promised because you slacked off on your work, it has a much better chance of making me mad. I think the difference is that, whether or not I'm a good driver or grammarian, I have no insecurities in my abilities in those areas. I'm at least decent at them, and I don't care much if I make a mistake. Organization and procrastination are two problem areas for me. I think that I'm only mad when I see these faults in others because I'm frustrated by my own struggles with the same problems.
This is a strange reaction. On the surface, you'd think I'd be more sympathetic towards people with the same weaknesses I have, and intolerant of people who can't do the things that I do easily. But observation suggests this not to be the case. It could be a reflection of my personality. Maybe when I generate anger, it's generally directed at myself, and only gets channeled out to others when I use them as effigies of me. Whatever the reason, when I stop and think about this, my anger, or impatience (which feels to me like simply a less-intense version of the same emotion) fades.
I'm not the only one who wants to bring Marilyn down. A google of her name yields, as the fourth hit, a page dedicated to documenting her every published fault, complete with big, bold, proclamations of Marilyn's error, accentuated with liberal use of superlative language, overdocumentation (a favorite tactic of detractors, vitriolists, and conspiracy theorists), and exclamation points. After a few minutes of browsing this page (and I'm sure there are more like it), things came into new perspective.
Give the woman a break. She's not a writing a scholarly research column. She's an entertainer, writing for a cheaply-produced throw-away entertainment magazine. Yes, there are mistakes, and yes, Marilyn vos Savant is an easy person to hate, given her presumptuously-implied advertisement of being the world's smartest person. But anyone else would make mistakes, and advertisement is just the way our society works. So yeah, Marilyn's column is sometimes crap. When I consciously realized that Marilyn's crap irks me because I'm afraid I also misunderstand and overlook important aspects of the things I'm trying to explain, I gently put the magazine back down on the floor, rather than tearing it into strips to wipe up with.
Saturday, 10/6/07 (steady state) 8xarroyo tempo. First 1.5 laps with Matt, after that he went up ahead and I was by myself for the next ten miles. Final watch time was 1:12:52, but that's incorrect because I had to take a shortcut or two to avoid the cops.
What does the police department do with their horses anyway? As far as I could tell, they were just sitting idly on the trail chatting the entire morning, getting in my way. Don't you guys have some protecting and serving to do? Tell me one way in which a horse benefits the police. Do you canter down bad guys on the horse? Can you see foul play from a hundred yards away atop the high perch of your saddle? Maybe, if your horses were racehorses, I could understand keeping them. Racehorses are badass. But your horses trot slower than a normal person walks. To the gallows. Those horses were the rejects from McDonald's.
Friday, 10/5/07 (30 minutes) Backflipping through hoops; standing on one hand, on top of ladder, on top of a board, rolling back and forth on a coffee can; and lying on my stomach, pulling my feet up in the air behind me all the way over my body and laying them flat on the ground next to my chin, are some examples of the things I did not do today. However, I did watch other people do these things, and it gave me a somewhat-humbler outlook on the athletic ability I'm displaying by touching my toes.
I saw the Shangri-La Chinese Acrobats in Beckman, and their feats were simply astounding. These performers combine balance, strength, power, agility, flexibility, and pretty much any other athletic measure you can think of, with the exception of cardiovascular endurance. Which made me realize - I completely ignore almost every athletic measure you can think of, with the exception of cardiovascular endurance.
I used to love sprinting. And baseball. And swimming. My attentions flipped through rock climbing, weight lifting, karate (extremely briefly), and a host of impromptu exploration. But over time, these have evaporated. This doesn't bug me at all. To say I appreciated the show would be an understatement; to say I was awed by it would not be much of a stretch of the truth. But I felt no desire to emulate them, as I previously would have (and did after seeing the Peking Acrobats ten years ago).
I would say I've come to terms with being a one-dimensional athlete, as is necessary for a distance runner, but "coming to terms" with something implies sacrificing for it. By this point, the fact I can't take up rock climbing or karate doesn't feel like a sacrifice any more. It simply feels natural.
I have no intellectual analog. Although I'm aware that eventually, I'll have to choose an intellectual discipline to pursue if I want to master it, and others will suffer neglect because of it, I don't yet feel capable of excluding the possibility of becoming a writer to study physics, or to exclude becoming a physicist to become a teacher, etc. I can't imagine devoting the bulk of my intellectual effort to one (or two) things. But maybe time and maturity will eventually change that, as they once did athletics.
Thursday, 10/4/07 (fartlek) 4 on, 2 off * 5 with Kiesz. I had some reservations about working out in consecutive days, but I simply banished them to Castle of Good Intentions where I send all my reasonable autoadvisory ruminations. It took one repeat for my legs to come alive, but after that I felt good. Wednesday, 10/3/07 (intervals) I spent the last hour watching Youtube videos of great distance races, indexed here. Some showed tremendous courage, like Dave Wottle's come-from-way-way behind victory in the 1972 Olympic 800m. Others were feats of unfathomable greatness, like Alberto Juantorena's frontrunning victory in the same event 4 years later, in which he set a new world record and trounced a field of 800m specialists. But the treasure was this video: a geniune, slow-motion, Hicham El Guerrouj nipple slip.
Yesterday I realized that aside from some strides/reps, I haven't done anything at 5k pace or faster in a long time. I don't need too much of it, since I'm training for 13.1, but the rule of thumb I hear is go 10% on either side of your race pace (or variations of that rule) for your workouts. So I did 3x1600, going 4:54, 4:50, 4:45. I didn't feel wonderful, but I got through it fine and wasn't toasted afterwards, so I figure it's good solid work.
Tuesday, 10/2/07 (60 minutes) My nonsense sentence title for this week's entries both references the fourth-place finisher at this year's world championships and is read identically forwards and backwards.
While I'm on the topic of foolishness, I'll describe another math trick I used today. My student was doing a problem that required her to compute 23.4^2. I shocked her by announcing the answer immediately. There are two parts to this trick. The first part is to do the beginning of the problem really fast, so that you know the required computation is 23.4^2 long before your student does, and you have some time to work on it. The second part is the trick part, which I got from a book. This particular problem could be done directly without too much difficulty, that is 23.4*23.4 = (20+3+.4)*(20+3+.4) = 400 + 60 + 8 + 60 + 9 + 1.2 + 8 + 1.2 + .16, which if you keep a running tally as you go along, possibly condensing some steps by doing 23.4*20 all at once, you will find is 547.56
But take note of this: suppose we want to calculate the square of a number, a a^2 = ?
which originally looks harder. but let a = 23.4 and x = 3.4, and you have 23.4^2 = 20*26.8 + 3.4^2 26.8 is easily doubled by taking 52+1.6 = 53.6, so 20*26.8 = 536 for 3.4^2 (which you should do first, so you don't forget the 536 in the mean time) can be done by the same trick: 3.4^2 = 3*3.8+.4^2 = 3*(4-.2)+.16 = 12-.6+.16 = 11.56 Adding these 23.4^2 = 536 + 11.56 = 547.56
So we worked through this, and through a few easier examples, and now, even if she doesn't completely understand 1-D kinematics, my student can find the square of a number better than her teacher can. Also, she thinks I'm pretty much on par with God. Which has me worried, because I've used my most-handy arithmetic tricks up already, and we're only a few weeks into the school year.
Of course I have more (various approximation methods, for example), but they'll be less applicable as we go along. My favorite foray in this vein of playing around is the article "Logarithms!" by David Mermin. I'm not a master of using his techniques yet (why would I be when I have a calculator, or better yet, the Google toolbar, right in front of me), but reading that paper, I love the obvious joy he gets out of just playing around with numbers to see what he can find.
Note: article on JSTOR. Caltech IP or other access needed to read it.
Monday, October 1, 2007 (90 minutes)
My plan was to do a progression run, with the last thirty minutes getting eventually down to a tempo-like pace. But either because it was hot, because I haven't done it in a while, or because my focus was lacking, I didn't hold much faster a pace over the final half hour than over the rest of the run. My mind would wander, and then a minute or two later I'd realize I let the pace slip again. I think next time I'll only consciously try to pick it up over the last 15 minutes, then gradually extend that as I do more progression runs.
I've been neglecting my core work again, which I really shouldn't. I used to think I had a pretty strong core. Then I saw this video:
I also made a unintentionally long post on Katherine's topic on the jock blog, a portion of which I'll copy here in hope of getting a response on what I am most interested in.
i couldn't tell you the cellular or molecular origins of either type of stress. what i keep hearing is that muscle soreness is due to "microtears", but from what i understand this is not certain. as far as being generally tired, i'm equally stumped. pH and blood lactate levels return to normal just hours after working out, as do body temperature and heart rate. i'd imagine blood sugar, and cellular sugar and ATP levels also are normal not long after a hard workout. heck, on average a stem cell can divide once per day, so if you can make a whole new cell in that time frame you'd think a cell could clear out metabolic waste in that time easily. i'm left to hypothesize something hormonal is taking place after hard workouts. if that's true, it could explain why some performance-enhancing drugs work by reducing recovery time between workouts, because drugs could presumably either act like hormones or regulate hormones related to that lethargic feeling the day after a hard effort.
