Here's a pic of me with my Philly shirt running (jogging) the rez--the best place to do a recovery run! Saturday was also a short one--3 miles, again with the rez. And Sunday was the same. It was fun to just get out there and move the legs. I felt great on all these runs and hope to get back up to six or seven by this weekend. But I'm taking it slow. I'm also doing lots of rolling, stretching, and eating! This is all good recovery stuff.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Saturday--I did my traditional one mile run to loosen up and stretch. Now here's the thing-- I was having some crazy ankle pain that kept coming and going all last week. It seemed to intensify on Friday and stayed with me Saturday. I was able to run okay, but it constantly hurt afterward. I tried to ignore it because the truth is, I hadn't done anything to it!!
The actual race was rather dreamlike. I just tried to run solid. I felt light and strong. It was fun looking for family and friends along the course. Everyone was so encouraging. My feelings ranged from strong, steady, fast, terrified, nauseous, injured? The first half was kinda fun. The course was mostly flat, but there were some cat hill type hills. I realized I was on pace for a sub-four, especially at the half. I'm not sure of my exact split, but it was either 1:57 or 1:58. I felt I had another sub-two half in me, but I was concerned about injury. Of course, my knee had to speak up around mile 22. Since I had a pretty decent time buffer, I pulled over a few times to stretch (after mile 22, 23, and 24). I KNOW I could've run faster, but I didn't want to risk injury. Instead, I slowed to nine-somethings. After mile 25, it was obvious I could've crawled to the finish in under four hours (I exaggerate some..)
4) 9:31 (I believe there was a hill? Not sure why the slow-down)
Monday, November 23, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
I am filled to the brim with intense emotions. Mostly nervousness. Also fear. And some trepidation. There's a solid cup of excitement in there as well.
In just a few hours, I'll be at the Expo, picking up my bib and all that jazz. Dinner will be with a bunch of Flyers. And then it will be downtime. And bedtime.
I will try my best to kick some asphalt tomorrow! Or as my fourthers put it in a song they sang to me yesterday: Have fun, and be sure to run fast!!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Me crossing the finish line; the Sticks and I dressing/deciding what to check; me with my finishing medal; running the course.
Running the course on the UW campus, with L of Team Stick post race; heading toward the finish line; with the other L post race. What a day!
2. Green Bay Marathon: June 24, 2001
This one was about a year after my first. It was approached with a very sophomoric attitude. I had finished one marathon and had the mistaken thought that any subsequent marathons would be much easier. Therefore, I haphazardly trained. Since I had created detailed training plans for Madison, I tried to copy these for Green Bay, but not with the diligence or seriousness that perhaps I should have. I felt ready on race day, but I was not prepared for the high temperatures. It was above 80 at 8am! And humid. Things I remember about this race: I was a very recent college grad; C of TS ran the half; there was a part of the course on a trail with trees on either side--the sun was directly overhead at this point and no breeze could penetrate the trees--this was in the latter part of the thon; I'm pretty sure I hit the wall; I saw a runner chug a can of pepsi b/c she was so desperate for the caffeine; I was delirious and laughing quite hard when I arrived at mile 24 or so; C helped me make my way to the finish line, slightly amused at my deliriousness. I got sick and dizzy and pretty dehydrated. Not my best experience, but another marathon finish (see pic below for finish line crossing).
3. Country Music Marathon: April 25, 2002
Thursday, November 12, 2009
The "long part" has been an amazing journey for me. No matter what happens race day, I have trained and prepared to run the best race of my life. At this point, there is nothing more I can do. I cannot control the weather or any of the many other factors that contribute to a crap race. But I am proud of myself for making it this far.
Today was my last tough run: 8 miles with 3 x 1600 @ 5K pace. For those of you in the dark, 1600 = 1 mile. So that's code for mile repeats. I don't think I've done mile repeats since college--and I remember it was quite horrid. Mile repeats are fear-inducing. But I figured I'd give it my best, or at least get it over with. I started with two miles of warm up. Then did one mile: 7:53. After this (which was pretty smooth--don't want to say easy, but kind of..), I did a half-mile recovery jog, and then began mile two: 7:45. Again, pretty smooth, so I picked it up at the end. After another half-mile recovery jog, I belted out mile three: 7:35. Luckily, there were only three of these puppies, so I was good to cool down about two miles, the first of which was at marathon pace. Then I really cooled down. Done with the hard stuff til race day!
Tuesday was a seven miler--just a loop that averaged 9:09.
All that's left is a tenner this weekend, and possibly a shorter run as well. Next week will consist of very little running. omg.
So goals. I've thought a long time about my goals for Philly.
*My biggest goal is to remain uninjured. Injuries prey on me because I am weak and foolish (mostly foolish, but also weak ie. muscle imbalances and the like). I've tried to stay strong, but injuries are tricky little devils. I hope to emerge from this marathon unscathed.
* If that goal is accomplished, then there are three goals I have, which can be broken down into Goal A, Goal B, and Goal C.
*Goal A: My most ambitious goal, which will only really happen if there is a constant tailwind, the course slopes downward, and I get chased by rabid dogs for the last six point two. But crazier things have been known to happen. Goal A is to have splits in the eights (ie. 8:59 avg pace or faster). Splits in the eights would land me a 3:55 or something.
Goal B: My "real" goal; the everpresent one that has never been accomplished. This is the sub-four marathon (ie 3:59.59 or better). I don't really care, as long as it starts with a three!!
Goal C: The "I'll take it" goal, which is a PR. My current best is 4:04.59, set at Marine Corps in 2005, when I was naive to the harm injuries can do. I trained decently, ran for fun, and had a blast!
Of course, let's not forget the overarching goal: do not get injured! If I accomplish that and bomb all three goals, I will still be grateful. Probably not thrilled, but happy to complete another marathon and proud of my successful training.
Monday, November 09, 2009
For now, the taper continues. I avoided the illness I spoke of last week. It disappeared as quickly as it appeared. But I'm still wary of sniffly people and staying at least six arms length from my fourthers. Last week's mileage (taper week one) was similar to the peak mileage weeks of my past. This is sad, but true.
* Thursday I ran five miles. I liked the splits: 8:53, 8:58, 8:40, 9:01, 8:48. Total: 44:22.
* Saturday was my last long run: 15 miles. It was cold when I started--42 degrees. But there was bright sun. I'll give splits for this one too:
8:59, 9:29, 9:31, 9:42, 9:34, 9:34, 9:26, 9:21, 9:26, 9:15, 8:47 (bumped into crazy b, jb24, and flyer JT--they pumped me up!), 9:21, 9:23, 9:05, 9:12. Total: 2hr20
* Sunday was an easy three. Time was ~ 30 minutes.
* Weekly total: 35.75 miles
This week will give me time to think about my strategy for Eleven-twenty-two. And write report cards..