Yesterday I laced up for the Madison Mini-Marathon. I'm not very good at tapering. Really, there is no tapering that exists for me. I get to the long run and then just stop running any distance over 5 miles. It's more of a drop off. I try to help this by doing my long run only about 2 weeks out from the race, but how much it actually helps is debatable.
After the 10 mile long run on a Sunday two weeks ago, I've only ran a 5k race, two 4 mile runs, and then a 6 mile run this past Wednesday. I kept up with the yoga and did some biking, but made myself do no exercise whatsoever on Friday.
Yesterday morning, I got up and got on the scale and clocked in at my heaviest. Ugh, I thought. Recently, I've been thinking some about this number on the scale and my difficulty in letting it go. I've gotten better at not dwelling on the number, but I still have to mentally justify that number each time I step on the scale. Even though I feel healthy and fit, I still struggle with just letting the scale be what it is.
Race starts at 7am, and I was supposed to meet Barry at 6am at his place to ride downtown together. I set the alarm for 5:15, and slowly rolled out of bed. I spent a good 10 minutes dousing myself in sunscreen, trying my best to reach my back without any help. After digging around for running clothes, I made a cup of tea and only had about half of it before I went out the door with a granola bar in hand. At 6:02, I was in my car on Barry's driveway. Barry was running later than me, so I munched on my granola bar and sipped water to make sure I was well hydrated. We got downtown about 6:25am and parked at a metered spot, deciding to risk a ticket. Thankfully, it was easy to find a parking spot downtown despite how close it was to race start.
I don't own a running watch. People ask sometimes how do I know how fast I'm going. I tell that that I usually just listen to my body. I aim to push in training and my body tells me when it's too much. So when I formulate race strategies, it's more of a mental game and throughout the race, it's a constant loop in my head of "remember the miles to go". For this race, I debated starting with the 2:00 group or the 2:10 group. Since I was in Corral G, only the 2:10 pacers were in my corral, so I decided to start a bit behind them and to aim to chase down the 2:00 pacers. Barry had plans of dropping out of the race or to walk for large chunks of the second half. I wasn't sure what he was going to do, but I knew that running with him is always a bad idea for me. He's like the watch that I don't need when I want to stay tuned in to how my body is feeling. I resolve to ignore where he is when the gun goes off.
The race starts and my legs feel fatigued already, but I catch up to the 2:00 pacers pretty quickly. At this point, I know I'm running sub-9:00 min miles to have caught up to 2:00 pacers about 2 miles in. But I'm feeling good despite a nagging fatigue in my legs, so I maintain pace and run with the 2:00 group for a while. I get a little bit ahead of them in anticipation of the water stops, but somewhere around mile 4, I'm feeling really good and I get pretty far ahead of the 2:00 group. I know they're behind me, but I'm not sure where. I walk through every water stop. At this point, I'm resolving to not let the 2:00 group pass me until mile 8. We get to mile 8, and my pace has slowed. I know the distance between me and the 2:00 group is shortening when I hear spectators cheer the 2:00 pacers just as we exit the Arboretum.
Right before mile 9 marker is Cemetery Hill. This was a daunting, daunting hill. We went up at a sharp incline, leveled for a bit, and then went up some more. A lot, a lot of people around me were walking at this point and I aim to just make it up the hill. The hill took a lot out of me and not too long after, the 2:00 pacers pass me. I keep them in sight though, and slowly recover enough to catch up to them again. By mile 11, when we turned onto Lakeshore Path, I'm shadowing the 2:00 pacers, and there is hardly anyone around them. Either everyone's found their legs and managing to stay well ahead of them, or they're lost the 2:00 group. I know I've got a little bit of a cushion having started behind the 2:00 pacers, but I have no idea how much. Knowing I'm near the end and almost done keeps my speed up. When we get to the Memorial Union, I hear the pacers say to each other how they try to tell those in their group to hurry up ahead of them to guarantee a sub-2:00. I wasn't expecting to have any speed left in me, but when we round that final corner, I catch up to and pass the 2:00 pacers. I hear them say they've got 40 seconds to cross the finish and make sub-2:00 and they are right on target with their time. The finish is downhill and I sped down that faster than I had imagined possible at that point. I felt good despite the blister that I knew had formed around mile 10.
1:58:47 was my final time. Sub-2:00 was a PR that I've been chasing for about 2 years now. I'm happy to have gotten there, but the thrill of achieving a PR is not what it used to be. I noticed this after the Full Moon 5k. It was a great PR, but it was mostly just another race. We attach more importance to reaching a sub-2:00 time, but the difference between a 1:59 and a 2:02 is the same as 2:02 and 2:05. It's just the difference between a good race day and a bad race day. Ultimately, I'm still just a 2:00 half marathoner.
But numbers are useful for lines in the sand and setting a goal. I'd like to run sub-2:00's consistently and see times closer to a 1:55.
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Two 5k's and extolling the benefits of yoga
This would be my third season of running. It's been a little over two years since my very first race in April of 2012 at Black Earth. I've actually raced a lot less this year. A year ago, by the beginning of August, I had already ran 12 races. This year, only 3.
It was hard to find local, affordable, yet chipped races in Southern California. But here in Madison, there are an abundance of them. Knowing a couple of regular runners and racers in Madison certainly makes a difference in the number of races I enter. It's the social knowledge of which races are worth entering and which ones are not.
Running of the Swiss 5k
After the LA Marathon in the beginning of March, I've significantly reduced the number of miles. I've kept running, but rather than running hard and pushing for longer and longer distances, I've just gotten on the treadmill with the goal of enjoying my run. I hovered at about 3-6 miles maybe twice a week for a couple of months. When I got back to Madison late May, I had plans to get back into the swing of races, and I thought the Running of the Swiss 5k in New Glarus would be perfect.
I wasn't expecting to set any records, but I wasn't quite expecting how difficult a time I would have with this race. The lush greenness of Wisconsin was not treating my throat and lungs well. About a mile in, those floating particles of pollen had found their way into my throat and into a cough that forced me to stop and walk. About 2 minutes later, I started jogging again, keeping it nice and light so I wouldn't be breathing too hard.
In the end I finished 28:35. I was ecstatic. I was hoping for a 28:35 but I had given up any hope of that once I started walking. I kind of couldn't believe that I managed that even with walking for 2 minutes in the middle there.
Following this race, I signed for a couple of races for the fall. I thought there would be a few more races I'd run, but the next race was the Movin' Shoes 5k that happened last night.
Movin' Shoes Full Moon 5k
I ran this race last year, and it is definitely my favorite 5k despite the hill at the end. It's a chipped finish, small field, gorgeous views of Monona Bay and the Capitol on the course, and friendly, friendly people. There's also a pretty nice prize raffle at the end.
Though my running had still been very spotty throughout June and July (at best 12 miles/week), I started ramping up the miles in the last week or so because of the half marathon next Saturday. I did 10 miles this past Sunday and it felt good. Throughout June and July, I had gone on some bike rides and been doing A LOT of yoga. I knew that the 5k should be under 30 minutes, but nearly all of my running had been on the treadmill and every runner warns about how non-equivalent the two are. Moreover, I'm currently carrying about 5 lbs more than I was last year.
Last night, I set a PR by over a minute with a 25:18. That's an 8:09/mile pace which I'm ecstatic about. I like to measure my running by comparing with what I was capable of doing when I was 15. At 15, I couldn't go sub-8:00 on one mile for the life of me. The first mile of my 5k last night was 7:50, 16:02 at mile 2. So much for trying to not go out too fast.
This leads me to speculate. I've ran less all year than I have last year and I'm 5lbs heavier than I was last year. I shouldn't be setting 5k PRs. The only thing that I can point to that I've really done differently is more biking and A LOT more yoga.
I started a regular yoga practice last summer, and pretty quickly I noticed the benefits. Yoga was keeping me strong even if my mileage wasn't quite up to par. Less miles logged in training, but setting a PR nonetheless at Quad Cities Half Marathon. What took me a bit longer to notice was that yoga got rid of my hip pain. My hips had started bothering me after some long runs, especially if I didn't sleep in the exact right way after. These days, I don't feel it anymore.
It's not yoga specifically that helps with my running, but I believe instead the strength training and the stretching. I may be carrying more weight, but I'd like to think that the extra weight is due to muscle gain.
I'm still expecting a 2:10 half marathon next Saturday. One thing I learned at Quad Cities last year is that while strength training may keep my muscles moving to the end, it doesn't help with the cardiovascular training I need to keep the same pace past mile 10.
It was hard to find local, affordable, yet chipped races in Southern California. But here in Madison, there are an abundance of them. Knowing a couple of regular runners and racers in Madison certainly makes a difference in the number of races I enter. It's the social knowledge of which races are worth entering and which ones are not.
Running of the Swiss 5k
After the LA Marathon in the beginning of March, I've significantly reduced the number of miles. I've kept running, but rather than running hard and pushing for longer and longer distances, I've just gotten on the treadmill with the goal of enjoying my run. I hovered at about 3-6 miles maybe twice a week for a couple of months. When I got back to Madison late May, I had plans to get back into the swing of races, and I thought the Running of the Swiss 5k in New Glarus would be perfect.
I wasn't expecting to set any records, but I wasn't quite expecting how difficult a time I would have with this race. The lush greenness of Wisconsin was not treating my throat and lungs well. About a mile in, those floating particles of pollen had found their way into my throat and into a cough that forced me to stop and walk. About 2 minutes later, I started jogging again, keeping it nice and light so I wouldn't be breathing too hard.
In the end I finished 28:35. I was ecstatic. I was hoping for a 28:35 but I had given up any hope of that once I started walking. I kind of couldn't believe that I managed that even with walking for 2 minutes in the middle there.
Following this race, I signed for a couple of races for the fall. I thought there would be a few more races I'd run, but the next race was the Movin' Shoes 5k that happened last night.
Movin' Shoes Full Moon 5k
I ran this race last year, and it is definitely my favorite 5k despite the hill at the end. It's a chipped finish, small field, gorgeous views of Monona Bay and the Capitol on the course, and friendly, friendly people. There's also a pretty nice prize raffle at the end.
Though my running had still been very spotty throughout June and July (at best 12 miles/week), I started ramping up the miles in the last week or so because of the half marathon next Saturday. I did 10 miles this past Sunday and it felt good. Throughout June and July, I had gone on some bike rides and been doing A LOT of yoga. I knew that the 5k should be under 30 minutes, but nearly all of my running had been on the treadmill and every runner warns about how non-equivalent the two are. Moreover, I'm currently carrying about 5 lbs more than I was last year.
Last night, I set a PR by over a minute with a 25:18. That's an 8:09/mile pace which I'm ecstatic about. I like to measure my running by comparing with what I was capable of doing when I was 15. At 15, I couldn't go sub-8:00 on one mile for the life of me. The first mile of my 5k last night was 7:50, 16:02 at mile 2. So much for trying to not go out too fast.
This leads me to speculate. I've ran less all year than I have last year and I'm 5lbs heavier than I was last year. I shouldn't be setting 5k PRs. The only thing that I can point to that I've really done differently is more biking and A LOT more yoga.
I started a regular yoga practice last summer, and pretty quickly I noticed the benefits. Yoga was keeping me strong even if my mileage wasn't quite up to par. Less miles logged in training, but setting a PR nonetheless at Quad Cities Half Marathon. What took me a bit longer to notice was that yoga got rid of my hip pain. My hips had started bothering me after some long runs, especially if I didn't sleep in the exact right way after. These days, I don't feel it anymore.
It's not yoga specifically that helps with my running, but I believe instead the strength training and the stretching. I may be carrying more weight, but I'd like to think that the extra weight is due to muscle gain.
I'm still expecting a 2:10 half marathon next Saturday. One thing I learned at Quad Cities last year is that while strength training may keep my muscles moving to the end, it doesn't help with the cardiovascular training I need to keep the same pace past mile 10.
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