Drake Half Marathon report

Drake Half Marathon Race Report

April 30, 2011

Des Moines, IA.  56 ˚F and cloudy at start time.  Moderate wind.  Moderately rolling loop course with 433 ft total climb (source: USATF map)

Course: http://www.usatf.org/routes/view.asp?rID=122478

Gun time 1:29:00.  Previous PR for the distance: 1:38:12 in 1990, and 1:37:57 for the run leg of a half ironman in 2010.

Background

The Drake Half Marathon was a B+ race for me this year.  I spent all winter on a “get fast” program for both bike and run.  My best 5K time trial was 19:15.  I did another one at the very end of the training cycle, at which I thought I had a chance to go to ~19:00 or just under, but I couldn’t hold it mentally and fell apart.  I did not adjust my VDOT paces, took 2 weeks of transition time, and am in my 4^th week of training for a HIM distance triathlon.  As prep for this race, I moved a weekend bike ride to the beginning of the week, dropped the mileage on my mid-week long run to just an hour, and did only biking on Thursday, and only swimming on Friday.  The race was Saturday morning.  I felt reasonably rested.

Those that know me are aware that I am the calculating sort.  I looked at several calculators to see if my 5K augured well for a sub-90 min race.  The straight VDOT equivalent time was 1:28:15, but other estimators ranged up to 1:31:30.  After careful consideration, I set sub-90:00 as my goal.  The required pace for 90 minutes is 6:52. 

Based on a 90 minute goal and the course map, my plan was

• Miles 1-3 at 7:05
• Mile 4 at 6:35 (downhill)
• Miles 5-6 7:00 in the long uphill part
• Remainder 6:48, not being sure of the significance of one other hill

Day before

I’m an old-school carb guy.  Nothing very special here diet wise, save that I consumed quite a bit of carb until early afternoon.  Meal size at dinner was reduced to keep the colon fairly clear on race day.

At about 9:30 pm the night before, my 16 year old son Christopher figured out that I was running and gave me a hard time about having not told him.  Since he is in the middle of both high school track AND soccer seasons, and had had three soccer matches and a track meet that week, it hadn’t occurred to me that he would want to run.  By 10:00 pm, he had secured permission from his track coach.  This threw something of a monkey wrench into my mental preparation, because I realized now that I would have to deal with him as well (sign up, transport, etc.).  But I resolved just to roll with the punches and have a great bonding morning.

Race morning

Chris and I got up at 5:00 and got to the race site by 7:00.  Sign up for him and packet pickup were uneventful.  I had a very light breakfast of toast and brought a 300 calorie bottle of InfiniT with me.  I consumed about 2/3 of the InfiniT by about 7:30 before final lockup of the car and strip down.

The other issue I had to deal with was that I had to give up my Garmin.  My old Garmin finally died a few weeks ago, and I had been using my son’s for the last few weeks.  Given that he had to totally SWAG a pace because he hasn’t trained for the distance (and it was his…) I agreed to give him the running watch.  I pulled the computer off my bike and calculated what my paces were in miles per hour, though I knew the speed would not be as precise as pace would have been. To carry this would be a pain, but better than nothing.

We lined up near the front of the crowd at the start.  Both of us expected that Christopher would beat me, but there was more uncertainty in his time than mine.  He had a race plan, but it had more RPE variability than mine.  We agreed just to meet at the end of the race.

After the gun went off, I quickly found that the bike computer was not very useful for determining current pace.  It just isn’t designed to go as slow as a runner and the fluctuation is too high to be very useful.  I had set it up to auto-lap every mile and give me average speed for the mile in addition to current speed.  This meant I would at least get useful data for the latter half of each mile.

The first mile was an execution disaster – partly as a result of using the bike computer instead of a running watch.  I went out in about 6:40.  This said, it was a struggle to slow down.  The first few miles felt ridiculously easy.  There was a pack of people running in view of me that I was tempted to catch and run with.  I decided not to; I decided I needed to run MY race, not do whatever that group was going to do.  The middle section of the race, until about mile 9 or 10 just felt like a garden variety run at some effort, and the last 3-4 miles were fairly hard work, but grossly uncomfortable.  I took a gel at the top of hills at about miles 6.5 and 10.5.

Mile splits were

1. 6:40
2. 6:52
3. 6:53
4. 6:26 downhill
5. 6:42 up and down
6. 7:04 uphill
7. 6:51
8. 6:47
9. 6:49
10. 6:50
11. 7:03 included uphill
12. 6:48
13. 6:40

I adjusted these up a few seconds per mile from the raw Garmin data, since my auto laps were slightly shorter than the mile markers indicated.  Examining the splits, I ran the last ten miles or so almost exactly as planned, and picked up half of the minute faster than I intended in the first three miles.  The rest was just a couple seconds here and there.

My final placement was 58^th overall out of 1061.  In the last mile, I passed 8 people and was passed by one guy whom I estimated to be in his early 20s.

I learned as I finished that Chris was half a minute ahead of me, since I heard his name being announced as he crossed the line ahead of me.  I had not been aware I was anywhere close to him.

Final gun time was 1:29:00.  Actual time was only several seconds less.

Post race analysis

I was very pleased with this time.  I had run 3 half marathons in the late 80s, none nearly as fast as this.  My marathon PR (from 2010) is 3:16:40; this time is faster than the half-marathon equivalent – so this is undoubtedly progress.

I feel like if I had known how to do this race optimally, I could have shaved another minute or so off the time.  My heart rate was under 160 for miles 1-4, between 160 and 165 for miles 5-11, and between 165 and 170 for the last couple of miles.  My threshold HR is in 168-170.  There was no long period of intense suffering.

That said, this is a very good compromise.  I learned that I could pace with much less than optimal feedback.  I set a big PR.  Even better, my recovery is pretty quick.  As I write this (Sunday), I am sore, but not overly so.  I am pretty sure I will be able to be running back to normal by Tuesday.  Had I really blown everything out, recovery would have been longer.  Thus, this race fits well into my training regimen for my first A-race of the year, in mid June.

My only lingering question is my mettle as a RACER as opposed to making my own personal achievement.  I am confident – after the fact – that I could have raced with that pack.  Over the rest of the year, maybe I should focus on being a Racer instead of a Runner after I get to The Line in my races. Feedback on this point is appreciated.

On the side, I will also say that I’m proud of my son’s effort.  Dude hasn’t run any longer than 6 miles since last fall, but has run fast this spring.  With zero taper, the fourth competitive event in a week, and a seat-of-the-pants race plan, he crushed the race for the first time at the distance.  Undoubtedly, if I had figured out he was only 30 sec ahead of me and somehow caught up…he would have outsprinted me the last half mile, and both of us would be in bigger recovery holes; he has another track meet and soccer match this week, and I have a triathlon to get ready for soon.  So it’s perfect.  He beat me, and I was close, so both of us can soothe our egos…and both of us have times to be proud of.

Boston Marathon Race Report, April 19, 2010

This race report is way too long.  Sorry.  Because of that, I broke it into two sections.  The first one is about "the experience", which includes "my story" and some pointers for anyone who might read this and is going to do the race in the future.  The second is "the numbers", which is an analysis of my actual race and the time I put up.  It was a 9 minute PR, so let's just say I thought it was good.

The experience

My race preparations for the Boston Marathon began Thursday night with the ritual trimming of the eyelashes and eyebrows.

I grant that this is not a conventional ritual.  However, my racing sunglasses have clip-on corrective lenses within them, and when my eyelashes and eyebrows are at full length, they are close enough to the lens to dump sweat and sunscreen on them – not good for visibility.  Trim them back, problem solved.  For the record, it takes a bit of skill to trim the eyelashes of your right eye with it closed and your glasses off, but I digress.

More seriously.

I arrived in Boston Saturday late afternoon.  Got my self out of the airport and, via bus and subway, got to the convention center with literally seconds to spare to get my number and packet.  The irony that my qualifying time was similarly close to the edge did not slip by me. I could have checked in on Sunday, but I wanted to get it done if I could.  Another subway ride to the end of the D line and a trip on a hotel shuttle, and I was at the Marriott.  I spent a quiet evening, but didn't sleep as long as I wanted.

After a leisurely Sunday morning, I made my way back to the expo.  I also invested in the traditional jacket and a few other small items I needed.  I found a place to buy some food for my room and sunscreen.  I had a nice lunch with some folks from an on-line group; this was my "pasta feed".  For long races, I've taken to the routine of having lunch before the race to be the last big meal, then small stuff after that.

Wake-up on race morning was 4:30 a.m.  Getting to the race involved a subway ride to Boston Commons by about 6:30 a.m., where we got on school busses to go to the starting line, 26 miles away.  The whole thing is amazingly orchestrated.  Once at the start, you go to an "athlete's village" where there are big open-air tents, drinks, and basic food.  There is considerable time to pass here, so you have to wear extra layers of clothing.  You drop off a bag of clothes for the end of the race (like Ironman) before walking the ¾ of a mile to the start.  But since they start getting you moving and dropping off that bag about an hour before the start, they still collect lots of discarded clothes between the village and the start, which are given to charity.

My starting number was 12079, which put me in the first wave, which started at 10:00 a.m.  (This was seeds 1-13,999.)  You go in corrals of 1000 each, dictated by your number, and they are seeded from fastest to slowest. I wasn't sure if I could see the start from where we were!  I shed everything but my hat and gloves (and shorts and top... no worries!) before the start.

I never heard the start, but we started to move, very slowly at first, then a walk, then almost a jog.  Interestingly, the starting line was not very well marked, i.e., no fancy banner across the top or anything.  Thus newbies like me did not know where the starting line was until we were practically on top of it and saw the mats across the road and a sign.  It took me about 10 minutes to get to the start.

Because the corrals are so tightly seeded, there was a lot less diving and dashing around at the start than in many road races.  I found myself choosing to run very near the middle of the road to keep the surface level under my feet.  Water stations were regularly placed first on the right and then on the left.  I chose to take drinks from the left on the theory that most people would take the first opportunity.  This worked well for me in that I only had to slow down from my general pace 2-3 times. 

I had resolved to hold back in the first few miles, which I discuss in more detail below.  Because of the seeding, the first mile was a lot closer to my target pace than it might have been at another race where I was 12000 people back!  Knowing the course had lots of downhills, my mantra for the first half of the course was "feet barely touching the ground".  I was all about trying to run my pace and trying to do it as smoothly as I could.  By the end of the race, I was very glad I had done that.  More than any other race I have done, it felt like running with good form was important here, because the terrain will chew you up as the day goes on.

The crowds along the Boston course are great, but probably comparable to a lot of big city marathons like New York and Chicago.  I raced New York 20 years ago, but my memory of it was the fascination of the changing character of the crowds as you went through different neighborhoods.  I had less of a sense of that here.  There were surely some pretty amazing spots, among them the Wellesley women near mile 13, Heartbreak Hill, and several sections of the last 4-5 miles.  The course itself is run largely on unremarkable suburban roads – pretty, rather than breathtaking, but there is still quite a lot of attractive scenery.  There are also lots of places where the cant of the road is undesirably steep if you get away from the center.  I should also note that the crowd of runners, at least at my pace, never seemed to completely disperse.  I was slowly moving up through the field the whole race (because I ran steadily and finished faster than my seed time), and I can't count the times I looked ahead and thought I was going to be running into a denser crowd than I was already in.  Most of the time, this was an optical illusion, but it's definitely a race you could find a pack and go with if you want to.

Another item on the pack and the crowds: the crowd can't resist yelling the names of people who have written them on their shirts.  I'm sure this is a boost to the people whose names are being called, but it gets old hearing their names over and over and over!

I cannot overemphasize how my impression of the course is that the downhills are far more important than the uphills.  The Newton hills are not easy, but they are just rolling hills that happen to come at a fairly tough time in the course.  However, if you've been pounding yourself for the first 16 miles, running with not-so-good form and hurting your quads going down the steep hill sections, they could break you.  The first hill is gentle but long.  This was the first place I saw people walking the course.  I remember thinking that this was a very bad sign for those guys, because it just isn't that steep.

At the top of Heartbreak Hill, you know the work that will get your heart rate up is over.  There are some steep downhills after this in the next couple of miles that are "work", but the work is holding form, not getting to speed.  After that, the race is moderate downhills and flats to bring it home.  My experience was that my legs were in pain, but that I was holding my pace ok.  It was all control, all execution, all doling out my remaining leg strength for the rest of the race.  My heart rate peaked at 166 at the top of Heartbreak (LT is a few beats higher than that), but went down and remained in the mid 160s for the remainder of the race, averaging 164 for the last two miles.  Given how I often finish races in greater strain, I considered whether I could have gone faster.  A few seconds?  Sure.  I didn't absolutely kill myself the last couple hundred yards, just ran in as hard as reasonable without feeling foolish.  A minute?  In all honesty, I doubt it.

The end of the race is just as orchestrated as the pre-race.  The post-finish walk seems very long.  First, through the water bottle people.  Then, the Gatorade recovery drink people.  Then the blanket people, followed by the tape-person.  (These are critical, since it's cool and windy there apparently every year, from what I heard.)  Keep going.  Someone hands you a lunch-sack with food in it.  Keep going.  Finally, you get to the medal folks.  Keep going.  Then comes the busses with the dry clothes. I got my stuff, found a place to put them on, and wandered about for a while.  The family meeting area is even further down the road.  It's all great, and wonderfully organized, but it felt a little anticlimactic for me, because they kept encouraging you to go forward and I didn't feel like it was cool to linger and chat with other runners.  I guess they need the space for people following behind you.  All this said, everyone was VERY nice.  My race day ended with a subway trip back to the hotel, feeling very sore, but very good. 

The race and some number crunching

I did a serious marathon training prep for this race.  I focused on building my endurance near race pace and raising my lactate/functional threshold pace.  I peaked at a little over 70 mi per week a couple of times, and I set new PRs in training runs at both the 5K and 10K distance.  So I put in the time and work.

Using tools like the McMillan running calculator or an online Vdot calculator, and my 5K test times of a little under 20 minutes, I found what seemed like ridiculously fast marathon paces for myself.  However, these things are set up to assume that you are equally trained for both races.  The fact is that almost none of us age-groupers are as well trained for the marathon as we are for a 5K, and all the reading I did indicated that a couple of Vdot points lower than your 5K Vdot was a more appropriate target.  For me, that worked out perfectly, because I had a pretty good sense that 7:30 should be my pace from previous races and the "feel" of my long runs...and it corresponded to almost exactly 2 Vdot points lower than my 5K.

To cut to the chase, my final time was 3:16:40, which is as close to 7:30 min/mile as you can get.  It's 7 minutes and 30.06 seconds per mile.  It was a 9 minute PR, so obviously I'm very happy with it.  I would like to claim something wild about how I "crushed" or "dominated" or whatever the race, but the truth is it felt a lot more mechanical than that.  I neatly origami-folded it, put it in an envelope, sealed it carefully, put the stamp on exactly in the right place, and mailed it in.  Not very emotional at all. It was just one of those days where I had earned the right to do what I tried, and I pulled it off.

After quite a lot of reading, both books and on-line, I decided to take a conservative strategy of intentionally going below my average pace for the first 5 miles or so.  I then found a calculator on line that gave a geography-adjusted equal effort pace for Boston, and sat down to make a plan.

I broke the race down into four sections

1) The first five miles (largely downhill) Idea = add 10 seconds to the pacing guidelines

2) From 5 to Newton, 10-11 miles (flat) Idea = subtract 5 seconds from even pace

3) Miles 16-21 = Newton (mixed, but net uphill) Idea = no change

4) The last 5.2 miles (some steep downhill, other parts moderate downhill or flat) Idea = go with whatever's left

After reviewing the terrain adjusted paces and simplifying a bit, I came up with these goals:

1) (first 5 miles, downhill) 7:30

2) (next 11 miles, pretty flat) 7:25

3) (Newton hills, net substantially uphill) ~7:40

4) (last 5 miles, downhill and flat) ???

This was easy enough to remember, and easy to implement with the auto-mile-lap on my Garmin.

Results:

My Garmin had me running 26.6 miles, or 1.5% too long.  That's probably accurate, since we don't get to cut the tangents in mass races, and a little weaving is inevitable.  Thus, I can correct my "Garmin pace" to a "forward motion pace" for each section

1) Hit section one pretty close. Maybe a couple seconds/mile slow, but much better than you might think for a mass start race.  Mile 1 was not ridiculous and I didn't weave.

2) Garmin says 7:19, which is about 7:26, adjusted

3) Garmin says 7:34, which is about 7:41, adjusted

4) Garmin says 7:18, which is about 7:25, adjusted

My half split was 1:38:09.  My finish time was 3:16:40.  Pretty darn close to an even race overall. To me, that's pretty close to perfect execution, given that the second half of this race is the more difficult one.


Here is a link to my full Garmin data  Ignore the "watts"; that's from software trying to guess your watts assuming you are riding a bike!

The first half of the race went unremarkably for me, except for one time.  I started chatting with a guy running next to me early in the race.  After a bit, I looked down at my watch and I was running 20 seconds/mile slower than I intended, and figured I had been for 2-3 minutes.  At that point, I felt a little anti-social, but I resolved that I needed to shut up, focus, and run my race.  I don't think I said another word after that, except "water!" or "excuse me" as I went by someone.

The weather was near perfect. No complaints at all. For nutrition, I took a gel right before the race, and at every fourth mile. Packed 4 in a pocket in the small of my back (wore a triathlon top) and picked up two at mile 17 from the course. Took water at every aid station starting at mile 3 (except one I missed) until mile 14, where I started taking Gatorade at the non-gel even ones, i.e., mile 14, 18, 22. I found myself slowly passing people the whole race. Only in the last 200 yards was I not going a little faster than everyone else. Other people had more of a kick than I did. :-)

I didn't find that I got physically or psychologically too tired - instead, the pounding of the downhills started making my quads progressively more sore. I started feeling them at the half way point. I had a little conversation with them in which I invited them to go along for the ride, and for the most part they did. I had still a little lingering hamstring soreness, but it never got worse at all.  The only really tough part was a very steep downhill in the mile 21-22 region. I didn't feel quite strong/steady enough to really let it fly, but the "braking" that I had to do to not just fly also was hard. But after the hill mellowed out, I felt good again and less like I was making hamburger out of my legs.

For what it's worth, I finished in 3780 place, with a 12079 place seed time, so that's obviously good.  But I also recognize that a lot of people focus on getting to Boston, and then just running it for fun.  Regardless, I don't think anyone thinks Boston is a particularly fast course, even though it is net downhill, so I'm very pleased with the PR.  I hope to take some lessons from it for the future.

Newtons, retired

I finally retired my first pair of Newton Gravities.  Well, at least semi-retired.  I got two replies from the @sirisaac twitter feed on my query about when to retire them, and they were a bit different.  (I assume more than one person does the job, but I didn't ask.)  The first said that they have a number of runners get more than 600 miles out of them, and the second expressed concern that I was keeping them past 500.  I asked about what the limiting feature was, as long as the lugs were still in decent shape, and they replied that there is a membrane beneath them that wears out over time.

So, at 557 miles, I have put my first pair on reserve, to serve as backup shoes in case of emergency need or need to go out in yucchy conditions.  Here are a few key photos (click to enlarge):

   

As you can see, there's more wear on the right forefoot and a bit more on the left rear. However, they still appear more than usable.  When I switched to a new pair, I really can't say that they felt dramatically different as is often the case when you go to a new pair of shoes  from an old one of the same model.  Thus, although I will leave them retired, I believe there is still a bit of life left in them.

And thus I come to my n=1 conclusion.  Newtons are a big change in the type of shoe for most people.  (You read of some people who love them from day one, but I believe that's a rarity.  See the Slowtwitch reviews, for example.  I think this is a good example of how they grow on you, or you grow into them.)  As most people know there is this investment in trying a new philosophy of shoes that they may or may not like, there is a hesitance to buy them and try them because of the relative high cost:  $175 list.

Although I still think this price is excessive, at least for me, the Newtons certainly performed on a dollar-per-mile basis comparably to another pair of shoes that would cost a bit more than half of that, but only be good for about 300 miles.  This is the range that I have most recently experienced with other shoes, regardless of whether the outsole has worn out.

[An interesting point:  At 300 miles of wear and $100 cost, you get 3 miles/dollar.  If you run 7-8 miles per hour, that's pretty close to $2.50 per hour of running just in shoe cost!]

Another caveat I have to consider is that these shoes had a majority of their miles run indoors, where I presume the wear on the lugs is lower than it would be outdoors.  Come spring, we will find out if this high mileage holds up.

In any case, I am pleased with the Newtons on these points:

• The high initial investment on the shoes was accompanied by a high wear factor, so they didn't end up costing more per mile than I've been paying already.
• The upper is just super comfortable, especially for someone like me whose toe joints stick out a bit and can get dug into by some shoes.
• After a long, slow adaptation, they really are supporting a new forefoot/midfoot style of running for me.  I am not one who gets a lot of injuries anyway, and I will not yet claim that it makes me a lot faster.  However, at 10K-marathon pace ranges, I now feel more efficient.  Next season will see!

More Newtons. More running.

Today (a Thursday) I had a great tempo run.  Tuesday and Wednesday had put a total of 24 mi of moderate pace work in, so I was a bit slow to warm up.  It took me a couple miles to get to my ~8:15 pace.  After 4 mi came the tempo part.  I was kind of looking forward to this because over the last couple of weeks, I've finally felt like I REALLY had a good-feeling stride down with the Newtons, particularly when running faster.  Faster turnover, lighter touch, etc.

It turned out that the tempo section wasn't exceptionally FAST (averaging a few seconds slower than 7:00/mi), but my HR was very low for that pace.  The average for 5 mi was 149 bpm.  Pretty cool.  Must be doing something a little more efficiently these days.  Possibly a bit of fatigue from the previous two days kept the pace a little slower than it might have been.  Hard to say.

This also gets me back to the Newtons.  As you read about them on line, a common (and reasonable) complaint about them is the very high cost.  They list for $175, which is about $50 more than other "high end" shoes usually go for.  (Obviously if you shop around enough, you can get a 10-20% discount, but that brand hardly ever goes on sale - it's usually a store-wide sale.)

As of today, I have 476 miles on my first pair of Newtons, and I took the following photos a few days ago, when the total was 440.  You can click to enlarge.

 

The left image shows the wear pattern on the more-worn shoe.  The inner lugs are more worn than the outer ones, but 1.0-1.5 mm of rubber remains on the front of the more worn lugs.  The red/orange coating on the toe area is starting to bleed through to the yellow beneath.  I haven't detailed the photo, but there is some visible wear on the far outside of both heels, but it's the kind of wear you'd see for <50 miles on a normal pair of shoes.  (This is kind of a funny place near the break of the black area - further to the outside than the typical heel-striking spot...can't figure out exactly what it's from.)

Supposedly, there's not much on the "inside" of these shoes to wear out, like a normal foam midsole on a typical running shoe, i.e., they "wear from the outside in".  If that is really the case, I could easily get 600 miles out of these before the front lugs wear down to the ground.  Granted, a large fraction of this running has been indoors, but that kind of total is double what I've been getting for other shoes.  If i can get 600 mi on a $175-list shoe - all other issues of stride/technique/etc aside - it's a bargain.

Do you wear these shoes?  If so, what kind of mileage do you get out of them?  When do you replace them?  How does the wear compare to your previous shoes?

Bun-huggers

I haven't bought a pair of running shorts in at least 10 years.  Well, until a week or two ago.  I just seemed to have enough.  Two or three do the trick, especially when I have a supply of tights and tri shorts.  But my old standby shorts are losing their elasticity in the waist, and I'm running more frequently to prepare for Boston, so I wanted a new pair, and I bought a supposedly top end pair made by Asics.  They are comfy enough, but...

I am definitely not the skinniest guy in the world, but I usually wear 31 or 32 pants, and I bought the 32-34 sized shorts, since the size down was definitely too small (28-30 I think).  Thus the last thing I expected was a snug fit.  Since when do runners have no butts?  The liner in these things ... well, let's just say it's taking a little getting used to!  Didn't know my cheeks needed that much support when I ran!

I will say that the (one) pocket in the shorts is well placed and seemingly well made.  (But can't I have another???  Please???)

And finally, one request to all you running shorts manufacturers reading this:  Please, please, please figure out a way to make shorts that don't have a big, nasty, scratchy seam on the inside of my thighs!    I have enough to worry about already.  Or is my conspiracy theory correct?  That you and the makers of Body Glide are in on this together....

NYC Marathon: map and memories

The NYTimes has a pretty cool interactive map of the New York Marathon course.

Of course, I'm not running it this year, but it made me think about the course and the race.  Some memories:

• The pre-race "infinite pee trough" in the holding pen that can be seen by the trains going by.  (Or at least could be a long time ago...)
• The first mile up the bridge coming out of Staten Island.  All uphill, but you never notice with all the people around you.  It took me 3.5 minutes to get to the starting line in my first race, and there were no timing chips, so my 3:30 finish was only recorded on my watch...It was 3:33:30 or so in the books.
• The second mile down the bridge.  Can you believe a bridge is 2 miles long?  The crowd thinned for me here. Still crowded, but not nearly as bad.
• From right there at the bottom of the bridge - the crowds.  As you move from neighborhood to neighborhood, how the crowds change - in level of noise, manner of dress, everything.  Such an amazing city.
• The Queensboro Bridge.  Carpeting over grates at about mile 17 or so.  Not such a comfortable run at that point, but the crowds on the other side!
• Finally coming into Central Park with about 4 miles to go.  Like coming home.  
• WHY ARE THEY MAKING ME LEAVE THE PARK TO GO ON 59TH STREET!  I KNOW IT'S ONLY AN EXTRA 50 YARDS OR SOMETHING BUT I DON'T WANT TO GO!  I WANT TO TURN HERE AND STAY ON THE PATH!
• Gosh darn, I hate all this irregular pavement and stuff to get back on the Park path.  WHY COULDN'T I HAVE JUST STAYED ON THE PARK PATH IN THE FIRST PLACE!  
• Almost there, and then a great finish line.

The NY Times map is like a time lapse photo sequence taken from a car, except for the parts on the Central Park path.  It can't do the course justice, because the course is about the people at least as much as the scenery, and it's just a business day in NYC.  But this is still a cool link.  Have a look.

'Nuther Newton Update and Boston

I am pretty excited.  Today in the mail I received confirmation of my Boston marathon entry.  It'll be the 114th running on April 19, 2010.  This means that this winter, I will focus mainly on running.  My secondary goal will be building bike power through shorter interval workouts, and swimming will take a bit of a back seat until spring.

By the time I write this, I've been running in the Newtons for the better part of 5 weeks.  I have allowed my workload to climb up to the ~6 hour/week mark.  No planning in particular yet, except for the general goal that by mid-December I want to be comfortably running 35-40 mi/week consistently and having a couple spins.  This will set me up for a marathon buildup of about 16 weeks.

Lengthening my runs by about a mile at a time, I can now consistently run an hour in the Newtons without feeling muscular fatigue.  I am no longer feeling pain in the soleus, and I have extended my long run up to about 11 miles in them.  I've put almost 100 miles in them total. The pace of my running has been unexceptional - certainly I would not attribute any particular pace to the Newtons (other than it's still hard to run VERY slowly in them).  The stride feels quite natural now.

Despite this progress, it seems that I am something of a slow adapter.  There is no doubt in my mind that there are simply different muscles involved here and that I need to strengthen them.  I am still sometimes getting some dull aches in my upper hamstrings the day after a longer run.  It's not enough to be a problem, but enough that I notice when I'm sitting.

Another thing I really notice is that it makes a much bigger difference to me whether I stretch properly.  For now, I believe that this simply has to do with the same need for strengthening that I feel otherwise. I called the folks at Newton, taking them up on their offer to chat, and I spoke to someone who seemed quite knowledgeable and reasonable.  Except that she hadn't dealt with too many people with dull hamstring aches.  Oh well.

At the very least, this has been a very interesting project/experiment to watch myself go through.  I think it's going to turn out well.

More Newtons. About a week

The pain from last week's runs had me worried.  I wrote to a friend, Rachelle, who uses them, and she scolded me something good for doing too much running in the first place after the IM.  She also informed me that my sore spot was my soleus and told me in nice, but firm terms to back off, buddy, and take it easy.  I hate that.

But she was probably right.  If I weren't doing the Newton thing, I think I'd be running more/longer by now, because I've just run so long that I do believe in the easy aerobic recovery run, at least for me.  But with the Newton thing, I needed to back off.

I have since done three more runs on them, two very short, and today back up to ~3.5 miles.  So sad, given what I was doing!  But I'll build up slowly but surely again, and my groin seems to think the bike isn't so bad any more.  (Maybe that borrowed saddle?)  I've also taken a couple pretty close to complete days off.  They were almost required by scheduling of soccer tournaments and the like, but they were also probably good for me.

So today's report is that run 5 was 28 minutes indoors, and felt much better than either of the first two.  I can feel a bit of soleus fatigue, but it's not bad.  I did not push the distance past this because I didn't want to hurt myself again.  Trying to work out in my mind whether high repetitions or time off followed by longer is better.  I will probably try a combination:  near-daily very short runs and extend one every few days a bit.  No speed yet, and not for a while.  It's all comfortable 8:00-8:15 type pace.

Newtons, post Day-2

Tuesday was the first (3-mile) run on the Newtons.  Wednesday morning, my calves were sore, pretty much right in the middle of my leg, below the "meat" of the muscle and above the tendon junction.

Wednesday afternoon, I went for another 3 mile run. "Torture" would be strong, but it was relatively painful, exactly where the calves were hurting.  Toward the end, I did have to focus to hold the form.  This did not seem too good...  Running more slowly would have been worse, so the pace held at a little over 8 minute miles.  I'm not trying to go fast at all, but I have to be at some minimum speed right now for this to work.

The wear pattern on the shoe so far is on the front of the middle two lugs.  Obviously there's not much wear at all, but that's basically the only place you can see much of anything.

Today, Thursday, it's raining.  The first few steps this morning I still felt the calves, and walking downstairs was a bit of a challenge.  By midday, the pain in the left one has more or less resolved, although that part of the muscle still feels fatigued.  The right one still hurts a bit.  No run today (swam instead).  Gotta heal up a bit before giving it another go.

I must say that, while I wouldn't yet call this a long adjustment period, I'm surprised at the intensity of it.

Going Newtonian

I've made a mental commitment to give Boston '10 the best shot I can.

As part of that, I decided to give the whole Newton running shoe thing a try.  For the few of my readers who don't know, these are running shoes that have very little heel and a built up forefoot.  They are designed to force you to be a forefoot/midfoot striker, and they (and others) have a full argument on why this is a better/faster way to run.  But it requires a break-in period for most people as it's a change.  Thus, there was no way I was going to do it during the IM buildup.

This easy recovery time seemed like a good time to give it a go.  Got myself a pair, and gave them a first 3-mile run yesterday.  (They suggest as short as 1 mile!)

The first mile was carried by just the novelty.  Mile 2 felt odd and a little awkward while I tried to figure it out.  Mile 3 felt a lot more natural.

If you asked me before, I would tell you that I midfoot strike when I'm enthusiastic, and heel strike when I'm tired or slow.  That appeared to be confirmed by my experience yesterday.  By the end, all was good.

However, today, the lower halves of my calves are sore.  Not ridiculous, but definitely sore.  We'll see how it goes.  Going to go for another 3 mi today.

Who turned off the Air Conditioning?

Gosh, it's suddenly hot and humid.

The 85 degrees that it got up to during yesterday's run doesn't sound so bad, but the dew point was about 77.  Got entirely soaked and kind of broken down by the end of the run.  By the end of the run, it was more like "run" than run.

Here's hoping for some heat acclimatization and some relief.

In the Long Run

"There are no recovery runs if you're training for an Ironman."

So say Friel and Gordo in Going Long, even if those aren't the exact words.  Since I started out at this whole thing as a runner (maybe a little above average, but surely nothing special), this is a hard concept for me.  But I'm learning.

An easy 1-hour run when you're just running is like playtime.  Or it has been for me.  Just fun.  You come back home refreshed and feeling good.

I am learning however, that F&G are probably right.  With the increased volume of lots of cycling and weights, a one-hour run doesn't have to be hard, but it's more work and less recovery than it used to be.  So, now I schedule my runs with more care.

Last night was this week's long run.  Last week had been relatively heavy, about 13 hours.  Because of circumstances with my schedule, Saturday had been a one-hour run, Sunday had been a three-hour ride, Monday included a one-hour run, and Tuesday had been my long run.  Without the cycling, the two consecutive days of run wouldn't be anything to worry about.  But my quads on Monday were letting me know that I should be worried.  My pace Monday was slow, maybe 9 minute miles.  I did some strides at the end, but had to really keep them under control.

Last night, though, showed that this long slow process is starting to pay off.  Two hours running with a pace of about 8:15.  My heart rate stayed just exactly where I wanted it, in the upper aerobic (after a long warmup).  Sure, the last 15-20 minutes seemed like more work than they usually would in weeks where I haven't been working this hard, but Things Are Good.  Today, my legs are tired, but tired is kind of the point.

Crossing the Rubicon

Well, today was the day.

Today was the day that my son beat me.  He's 13.

Pretty damn cool.

We did the Living History Farms run, this huge cross country race in sub-freezing temps with about 9 little stream crossings.  It's about a 7 mile race with 7500 people.  The winners go sub-40 min and sub hour is a pretty good time.  He beat me by a minute.  I could give some excuses, but no matter how you cut it, he beat me.  Fair and square.  Way cool.  (They seem to have not done the chip timing right, because my start-to-finish time was just under an hour, and his was just under 59, but no harm done.)

Next season, it's on. I have a feeling it'll be my last where I have a chance.

Feeling better

My marathon was three weeks ago today. After a week completely off, and a week of very light work, last week edged into daily, but brief, training again. Today I feel great, and I haven't felt the need for my good buddy Ibuprofen for a while. Aside from a run this afternoon that will be longer, workouts of 30-60 minutes were the norm, and strangely refreshing. For the month of November, it's all about preparation for training: keeping up 5-7 days/week of something, while getting fresh and ready to begin the training for the next season all healthy again.

September 2009 - Ironman Wisconsin
April 2010 - Boston Marathon

Here we go.