You may have noticed that after all the hype of a Saturday feature post detailing my half marathon training there was a distinct lack of a post last week. That was due to an EPIC FAILURE on my part to do any running other than my long run on Saturday the 7th. So, sorry for the hiatus, but there you go.
This week has been marginally, but not much, better. As you can see I added a run to the week. Scheduling should be interesting since I’m currently training at work for a full-time position starting in September. There’s going to be a lot of evening running in my future!
Saturday 7th: 16km long run. I won’t be publishing paces simply because I’m heart-rate training and am still uber-slow. Let’s just leave it that I felt like I was plodding along the whole time. I left at about 9, but it wasn’t early enough as it got really hot by the time I was on my way home. It also didn’t help that the program I’m following called for the 3 middle km to be at tempo pace. I hit my paces just fine, but due to the heat and exertion I just couldn’t get my heart-rate down fast enough after that. I had to walk for a good km to make it somewhat normal. I think if it calls for that again I’ll just do that portion at the end.
Wednesday 11th: My sister-in-law and I decided that we wanted to run together in the morning. Unfortunately (for us) her husband had to be at work early so we had to set out at an ungodly hour of the morning. I was confused when my alarm woke me up at 4:45am, but I got up, dressed, and headed out for our 5:20am run. We ran a short 3km loop around her neighbourhood before she headed home. Since Colin wasn’t even getting up until 7am I took the chance to get in my run for the day. I ran firmly in zone 2 (a no-no, but I wanted to run with someone) with Marie. I can’t do that too often since that’s what got me in this mess to begin with! After I left her I picked up the pace to zone 3 and ran another 3km at tempo pace. Felt weird since I’ve been so focused on zone 1 running for the last few months. When I got to cooling down I did part of our original loop again. A gentleman out for a bike ride said, “Good for you,” as he rode by – I guess he thought I was just a beginner since I was going so slowly! Wasn’t too keen on whatever was rustling around in the bushes and got lost in her housing complex, but finally made it back to the car with about 7km done for the day.
Saturday 14th: 19km long run. Well, that’s what was on the schedule. It turned out to be very hot today so I changed up my plan. I originally was going to have Colin drop me off 19km from home and I’d run there. However, it made more sense to not be in the blazing sun so I ran from home and got in 15.59km. As I said on Facebook, I’m stupidly proud of this as I ran in my Vibram Five Fingers.
That’s it for this week – I won’t be posting next Saturday as I will be running the Ragnar Northwest Passage relay!
1. Just got home from Spud’s playschool Christmas “concert”. There were only 4 kids there, he being the only boy, and they sang a few songs for the parents/relatives that were able to make it. Super-freaking-cute!!! He sang some of the songs, pouted though the ones he didn’t like (“I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas”), and yelled at the top of his lungs during their final song, “We Wish You A Merry Christmas.” For a boy who whined that he was too nervous to perform in front of so many people – his words; there were about 10 – he did very well. Once he figured out that people would laugh when he bowed after every song he hammed it up. Kind of makes me wish that I posted pictures and videos of him on here…
2. Did a couple of long runs earlier this week. Many thanks to my friend Gina who had Spud over for a playdate even though it was her birthday! As much as I didn’t want to run after 25km on Monday – it had a 2km hill that gained 5ooft in elevation right at the half way point – I put on my big girl running pants and went out to run 11-1/2 more on Tuesday. Needless to say, compression was my best friend on Wednesday. Didn’t get a run in today due to Spud’s do, but will hopefully get out tomorrow if it’s not too gross out.
3. Anyone have experience fitting Vibram Five Fingers? I measured my foot, purchased a pair of Bikila’s at work, and brought them home to try on. According to the site, once I add the 1/8″, I should fit in a 41. However, they seem way too big. My big toe has lots of room (the end of my toe barely reaches the part where the sole wraps over the top of the toe) and the others just float around with a good finger width at the end. Now, my feet are big, but my toes aren’t, so maybe this has something to do with it? My big toe is my longest toe. Colin refers to the rest of my toes as “cocktail wienies.” Are Five Fingers made for people with finger toes? Should I just go down a size and see how they work out? If you have a pair how much room do you have at the end of your longest toe?
→ Congratulations to all my friends (in real life and online) who completed the Boston Marathon today! I hope all of you had an amazing experience whether it was the race of your dreams or not. I can’t wait to hear all about it!
→ I ran my last long-ish run on Sunday (23km/14mi). Thankfully the weather was great – sun, cloud, and a little bit of wind. I didn’t have any fueling issues so I’m pretty confident for race day. I felt a little sluggish, but I’m thinking that it was due to running on pea gravel for quite a bit of the run and my legs weren’t used to it.
→ It’s TAPER TIME!!! Less than 2 weeks to go to race day. I’m thankful that I’ve been through this before and understand that Taper Madness is a real affliction. I’ve already started to have crazy dreams. The one last night had me running the first half of my marathon on a treadmill (I’ve never run on one at all…). Then the next day I had to run the remainder of the race, but there was something to do with trains, a shopping centre downtown, and multiple running friends. I kind of wish I could remember it accurately. I’m sure that the paranoia of becoming sick will kick in soon as well.
→ I missed my blogging anniversary (blogiversary?) a couple of days ago. As of 15 April it’s been a year since I started rambling on here. Thanks to everyone who stops by (more than once!) and takes the time to read and comment on things that I’m not sure have much value. I know how much other people’s blogs have helped me out and inspired me and if I’ve done that for even one of you that’s awesome! I’d love to promise some sort of giveaway to celebrate, but you shouldn’t hold your breath… Eventually I’ll save enough pennies to do something HUGE. You’ll just have to stop by once in a while to see if it ever happens. ☺
Or How To Be Able To Refer To A 32km/20mi Long Run As Awesome Even Though It Was Pouring Rain The Whole Time…
This past Sunday was the final extra long run before the beginning of taper. I’ve done 32km before so I knew that I was capable of the distance. What I was unsure of this time around was the weather. Here is my facebook status from Saturday night:
- I dressed perfectly for the weather. People driving by probably wondered a) why I was out in the rain and b) why I was out in the rain without a jacket, but I was warm.
- My stomach didn’t give me any heck. I actually fueled really well. Fish and rice for dinner on Saturday, Vector for breakfast and GUs on the hour during my run. After the first GU I had dates and raisins every 1/2 hour, however, I think I still might use meds on race day just so I have no TMI surprises…
- I visualized the run. I know I only did it to keep from worrying about nothing, but it totally worked out for me. Definitely going to do this for race day!
- I wasn’t trying to keep up with anyone. I chatted when I was with people, but knew when to slow down and let them leave me behind.
- My music rocked (reliving my youth and all that). I’ve found that having the DJ and commercials actually allows me to zone out. Not knowing what songs are coming up helps me out too. I’m not waiting for a certain song to come on to get me motivated.
- No blisters. Score!
Things to note when running in the rain:
- Don’t worry about getting wet. Seems obvious, but give in to the inevitable. The earlier you embrace the fact that you will have extra cushioning in your shoes from all the water the better.
- Use some sort of body lubricant. I have used Body Glide in the past, but haven’t been using it lately. I won some Chamois Butt’r from Kevin at Half Tri-ing a while back and it’s been great. I don’t ride a bike and technically it’s for the inside of your shorts, but it works really well for feet! Chafing was the number one complaint from group members, Colin and I included. It’s also good to remember where you’ve chafed in the past and prepare… I totally forgot that I chafe on my torso directly under my hrm strap (due to my backpack’s chest strap).
- Injinji socks keep your toes warm. Each of my toes was in a little cocoon and it was wonderful.
- Do not take your gloves off if at all possible. Unfortunately I had to otherwise the toilet paper would have just stuck to my hand. My hands were freezing from the time I
struggled toput them back on at 16km until I was finished.
- Your shoes will not be nice and white when you return. Why I was dodging puddles and mud is beyond me. My feet were soaked, but I really didn’t want brown shoes. Besides, the rain washed most of the mud away anyways.
- Be prepared for idiot drivers to splash you. Luckily I was able to only get one small splash from the knee down. Others weren’t so fortunate. If you are a driver please be considerate and at least try to avoid the puddles. If you don’t please be prepared to be cursed out and have rude gestures made in your general direction.
- Bring a towel if you’ve run from your car or a store. It might be as wet as you are after you’ve attempted to dry off, but it can be used as an inferior blanket as well.
- Don’t expect to look good at the end. Drowned rat immediately came to mind. Colin called me Salacious Crumb when I took my hair out of it’s ponytail…
|Yup, we’re nerdy like that…|
- My feet. I get this odd type of eczema on my hands and feet if I get too hot that makes little blisters under my skin and then the skin eventually falls off. Gross, I know. This happened last summer and then again a few weeks back. Things looked to be getting better recently – like all the peeling was finished. Then I added in a 3-1/2 hour foot soak. Be thankful that even I don’t want to see pictures of it again… The only thing I thought to describe the way they looked was zombie feet, hence the title of this post. Aren’t you glad you read the whole thing just to find that out?
My mum pointed out to me today that it’s been a while since my last post. Yup, a week and a bit ago. Oops!
I haven’t had a lot going on lately that’s exciting hence (fancy word for the day) the lack of writing. Here’s a short list of stuff that’s happened:
• Finally got over flu. Thank goodness. I would prefer not to deal with that again this year… Gained back the weight in a matter of
hours days. Still pretty tired though.
• Learned how to NOT break in shoes: Part I: After looking at the store closest to me where I could use my discount I found out they didn’t have my size in stock. Ran a very pathetic 10km on my birthday. Putting Dr. Scholl’s cheapy insoles under the stock ones doesn’t help if the actual foam in the sole is shot. B****ed, complained and hobbled for the last 2km due to severe knee and hip-flexor pain. I picked up my new pair of shoes last Saturday at the start of work and “broke them in” during my 8 hour shift. Walking from the front of the store to the back a few times didn’t really do much I don’t think.
• Learned hot to NOT break in shoes: Part II: Ran 32km on Sunday. The long run was in downtown Vancouver along a pretty good chunk of the marathon route. The Good: friends, sunshine!, adequate fueling. The Bad: worried about shoes the whole time (same series, new model). The Ugly: made use of EVERY bathroom on the route. Thankfully my friend was extremely patient and understanding. She was more than willing to run at my slow pace and stop when necessary. Bonus: she had meds! Now that’s when you know your friends… we decided/reaffirmed that no topics are off-limits!
• The new shoes (Asics GT-2160) worked out really well. I went up a half a size – yippee I wear an 11 now (sarcasm) – since my store doesn’t sell 10 ½. Turns out there’s not much difference. Yes, it’s about ½ cm longer, but my toes probably need the room. When I put on my old shoes my little toes feel a tiny bit cramped. I didn’t trip over my feet at all during the long run. No blisters either! The only issue was that I had a tender spot on the top of my left foot because the laces tie in a slightly different spot. Nothing a little toughening up can’t fix…
• Lived in compression for about 12 hours after run – calf sleeves during run and socks after. My lower legs were great on Monday, but my quads were so stiff. I need a compression suit!
• Wednesday was the last day of hills for this clinic! Booyah! I actually did a happy dance at the top of the hill (5km at 1min run/2min walk intervals). Pretty sure I looked like Snoopy, but there were only a few friends around so it was okay.
• A non-running question: If you have a 3 ½ year old do they listen to you? Please tell me that Spud having to be told things a dozen or so times is a stage… I have some luck with counting to 3, but I can only threaten to take things away so often. Today was a challenge with a lot of Spud “not using his ears.” Give me some sort of hope to grasp on to!
1. I finally get to go down to the states on Saturday and pick up a few things that I won/got for review. I have to pay about $30 to ransom them from the mailbox service, but since I didn’t pay anything in the first place that’s okay. I’ll post next week about my loot! This will also serve as a cherry coke run. The powers-that-be in Canada didn’t think enough of us like it up here so I have to cross a border to get my fix. I may be convinced by Colin to buy the cherry coke zero, but I really seem to like my HFCS.
2. Darren, if you’re reading this please skip this point. I’m actually enjoying hill training. They suck and make me hurt (sore abs last night), but I feel so much better for doing them. Yesterday we did intervals rather than repeats and it was great to mix it up a little. The schedule said 7 x 600m repeats, but instead we ran 1min/walked 2 min for +/- 4km. I ended up doing about 10 repeats. It helped that I had my iPod with me and listened to My Chemical Romance the whole time. Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) is extremely catchy. Thankfully the weather was perfect. The downhill hurt the back of my leg/ankle a little, but I think it was from my shoe hitting it when I was trying to slow myself down.
3. I am so thankful for family and friends who are willing to support our running. I know that marathon training takes a lot personally, but when you have kids it’s just that little bit harder. Since Colin and I both train for the same events it’s necessary for us to farm Spud out every Sunday. We are extremely blessed to have people who will watch him for ridiculous amounts of time. You know who you are and you are greatly appreciated!
This past Sunday marked our last LONG, long runs and Colin’s first “run-in” with a bear. Scroll down to see my short blurb about his run – he’s complaining that he’s getting short shrift, but it’s my blog. 🙂
At 32km my run wasn’t as intimidating as the first time I did that distance, but I was still a little apprehensive about it. We had planned to meet at the store at 7:30 to carpool over to the new UBC Running Room in Vancouver as they were hosting a group run.
Problem #1: No one, and I mean no one, that I usually run with was able to make it. A bit of a surprise really. No biggie, though, I figured I’d find a bunch of people to run with once we got there.
Problem #2: Another store had also decided to host a group run so there were only a couple of stores present. The other store that made it out to UBC had planned their own run out to Richmond while we were doing the downtown tour.
Problem #3: When those of us going downtown sorted ourselves out there was no 4:15 pace group like I’d hoped. There was me, Mary from Vancouver, and Christine from Surrey. Awesome! Mary wasn’t training for a marathon and only wanted to do half the distance. Christine wanted to do the full 32km, but was on her own too having only found out about the run from staff at the Richmond store a couple of days before.
So started my last long run before taper. Apparently the 23km next week doesn’t qualify as long (?), but I digress.
We started the run with a few kilometres of trails. Since Mary was a local (re: not from the ‘burbs) she convinced us that we should stay on the trail that paralleled the road rather than go down to the beach. It was really nice, but, man, it was hilly! She’d say, “oh, it’s just a little up hill here” and then we’d find ourselves going up a super steep slope. But it was worth it. Especially since I skipped out on my final hill repeats a few weeks back.
When we got out to the beach we made a quick pit-stop at the concession – it’s great to run with women who’ve had kids… and then were on our way. The run took us along part of the route of my last half marathon which was nice since I knew where we were going. Mary decided to turn around just before the Burrard Bridge and head back, but we carried on. It didn’t kill me this time like it did in the half, but I’m pretty sure that’s because we were at kilometre 12 not 18 and I wasn’t racing.
After the bridge we headed down to the seawall and it was a great to be running relatively flat. There was lots to look at too. The local Aids Walk was on as well as the Terry Fox Run. I have to admit that the tents at both with signs for pancake breakfasts and snacks were very tempting! Christine and I made another pit-stop at Lost Lagoon in Stanley Park and then went the wrong way. We weren’t lost by any means, but skipped a chunk of the seawall that we were supposed to do. I’m pretty sure we didn’t lose any distance here and we at least missed a long light at a major intersection.
Once out of Stanley Park we were on the way “back”. We still had 14km to go (so we thought, more on that later) as we headed along Denman. We’d been running for a while – I think it was around 11 – and, if you know Vancouver, you know that Denman is full of restaurants. I think the worst was that we passed a Mongolian grill place that had just heated up their grill. It smelled so good! My stomach liked my GU’s, but definitely thought that real food sounded better. We hit the seawall again and crossed under the Burrard and Granville Bridges. We were both getting a bit convinced at this point that our run was going to be over 32km. We couldn’t reconcile what we were supposed to have left with where we were. However, we thought we might be mistaken and carried on – because, really, at this point we couldn’t do much else.
We went over our second bridge of the day (Cambie) and it started to rain a little. Thankfully by the time we went four blocks it was gone; Vancouver had missed most of the forecast thunderstorms. I think that I really would have preferred the rain to what was to come – hills. Every street seemed to be a long gradual hill. We were at the 24km mark and Christine’s IT band and my feet were starting to feel it. Each time we stopped (we were doing 10 + 1s) Christine had a hard time starting again. We slowed down a little, but I don’t think that really helped all that much. My feet were feeling it because my shoes are toast. They started squeaking and the padding in the forefoot was pretty flat. We made another stop at the Broadway Running Room to fill up our water and just rest.
Back on the road feeling a bit better we set off into residential areas. This isn’t a run down part of town! Lovely houses, many of them restored, and quiet streets. The sun was shining and we were plodding along quite nicely. Thankfully there was yet another Running Room to visit (a necessity for me) at Alma. Once we finished there we were almost done! We were at 29km at this point and knew we’d be running long. There was no way that we were going to be finished in 3km. Unfortunately the one thing I’d forgotten about the run was the hill we’d have to go up. It was one of those hills that just kept going and going. And when I thought it was done it split at an intersection and started again. I just checked – it was 1.11km long. Really? At the end of a run? Thanks.
At this point I was close to done. Not only in reality, but physically and mentally. My feet hurt (thankfully not my knees) and I knew that I’d be going over 32km. This would be my (and Christine’s) farthest run ever. Since our program doesn’t call for anything over 32km I have to admit that I’ve always been nervous about race day. I was convinced that I’d suck for the last 10km and was really doubting my ability. So I’m very glad that we had to do 2 extra kilometres. That’s right, I ran 34km/21miles. It wasn’t easy and there’s no way that I would have been able to run another 8km on Sunday, but I’m not so freaked out now.
We ran in to the Running Room after 4 hours and 11 minutes. I was so happy to be done. There were still some of the promised bagels (which I forced myself to choke down) and Allison from our group had brought banana-chocolate chip muffins (which I could have eaten far more than the one I had). It was actually a great run. I had good company, the weather was decent, and my confidence level went up! Now it’s time to taper!
Here’s my route:
So that’s my run, but I wasn’t the only one in the house running on Sunday. Colin decided that he’d try for a +20km run too. He’s been having some IT/knee issues and was feeling better all last week. My parents came by in the morning to watch M and let Colin head out in our neck of the woods. Thankfully he hadn’t left about 15 minutes earlier or he would have been caught in a cloud burst. As it was, there was already a thunderstorm warning in effect for the lower mainland. It probably wasn’t the best idea for him to be running out on the dikes, but he wanted the softer surface of the trail.
As his route was a familiar one there wasn’t much excitement to be had. He got rained on for a bit of the run – he and another runner gave each other sympathetic/”aren’t we crazy?” looks – and then he found a friend. Click on the map below! There are a lot of blueberry fields in our area and the bears are looking to get full before the winter. Apparently the one he saw was just meandering down the path, taking his time and hadn’t seen or smelled him. Now, I know that I’d be freaked out by a bear. I would probably turn around and just revise my route. Colin? Not so much. He waited for a while until the bear made it’s way into the ditch/fields and was a safe distance away before carrying on. I just know that Colin’s biggest regret was not having his fancy camera with him to take pictures!
The best part of Colin’s run (for me anyways) is that he ran 32km! I was so shocked when I called and he told me that. I really wasn’t expecting him to go for it, but he said that he felt good and kept on running. Compared to a few weeks ago that is huge progress and a major confidence boost since there was a point when we weren’t sure if he’d even be able to run the marathon.
Here’s Colin’s route: