It's been a busy couple of months since my last post. Most importantly my wife gave birth to our beautiful daughter Emme Grace on January 5th. This has been the best distraction from me running than I ever could have hoped for. Its funny that I really enjoy running, but if I set my alarm to sneak in a run at 5AM before work it seems impossible to get out of bed for those first couple of minutes. If I have to get up at the same time to change a diaper or do anything for Emme I really don't mind at all. Of course that doesn't mean that I don't put in earplugs every now and again so I can get a full night of sleep. I'm grateful that when I do want to sleep the whole night through my wife never gives me a guilt trip.
I started running pretty regularly as of about 3 weeks ago to try and get ready for a 1/2 marathon in April in San Luis Obispo. There are also a handful of local races within a month of the 1/2 marathon so I figured I would run some of them as well. Before today what I was planning on running...
March 18 - Modesto, 5k
April 22 - SLO, 1/2 marathon
May 12 - Miracle Miles for Kids, Morro Bay, 10k
May 27 - Strawberry Stampede, Arroyo Grande 5k
I really have been on the fence about running the 1/2 marathon in April because I just don't feel my fitness level is where I want it to be at right now and it is a hilly course. Also it is really hard for me to run a half marathon and not try and PR because it takes so much more time to train for than a 5k or 10k. With all of that in mind I started looking for other half marathons in June that would be close by. I found a race in Ventura that has a gradual decline for the first 7 miles before it levels off for the last 6. This seems race fits the bill for when I want to try and run a half marathon and also the type of course. With that in mind this is what my next couple months will look like...
March 18 - Modesto 5k
April 21- SLO 5k
May 12 - Miracle Miles for Kids, Morro Bay 10k
June 3 - Ojai 2 Ocean half marathon
The first race will be in my hometown of Modesto. It fits perfectly into my schedule since we were already headed there so everybody in my family can meet Emme. It will be a good gauge as to where my fitness is. I hope I'm still around the 20 minute mark and can work up towards the half marathon in June.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Modesto Turkey Trot 5k
With such a rough end to my marathon I knew there had to be better running days ahead, just not sure when. After my previous 2 marathons I took a nice long hiatus from running, and in return ended right back at my starting point when I finally decided to hit the road again. I was determined for this time to be different.
I have always wanted to run a 5k and a Turkey Trot in my hometown just 2.5 weeks after my marathon worked out perfectly. I still had some down time after my marathon for my legs to recover but still enough time to get out there and really go fast for a couple workouts.
Despite eating WAY too much Mexican food from El Rosal the night before I felt really good the morning of the race. I was really hoping to go sub 20 minutes which works itself out to a 6:26/mile but I've never really run 3.1 miles balls out so I wasn't sure how I would do.
The first mile started across grass in a park it was way crowded. Runners were in the same proximity to me there as the NYC marathon and I did not like it. For it being Modesto, there were a lot of runners. I would say close to a 1000. After dodging in and out of people I finally made it to the concrete path and found my groove. Miles one and two both clocked in at 6:22/mile. Things got a lot harder the 3rd mile (duh) but before I knew it the race was already near the end. Around mile 2.8 I was back on the grass running past a playground where kids were playing and I did hear a girl say, "Mommy, look how red his face is." I inwardly smiled but I was huffing and puffing too much for anything to show on my face. As I neared the finish line I was going as fast as I could so never bothered to look at my watch. Once I finally got a full view of the timer it said 19:33 and at that point I was just near the finish line. I could not believe how fast I had run that last 1.1 miles and that I was easily going to go under 20 minutes.
Right after the race my wife came up to me and asked why I had spit going across my face. I asked her what she was talking about and apparently I had a spit/drool thingy coming from the corner of my mouth making its way towards my ear. I just laughed because I had no idea. It was really nice to have her there at the end of the race, even if she was pointing out something like that.
Officially my time was a 19:36:9 seconds which works out to a 6:18/mile. I was 5th place in my age group of 30-39 year old males and I was only 13 seconds away from placing 3rd.
I have always wanted to run a 5k and a Turkey Trot in my hometown just 2.5 weeks after my marathon worked out perfectly. I still had some down time after my marathon for my legs to recover but still enough time to get out there and really go fast for a couple workouts.
Despite eating WAY too much Mexican food from El Rosal the night before I felt really good the morning of the race. I was really hoping to go sub 20 minutes which works itself out to a 6:26/mile but I've never really run 3.1 miles balls out so I wasn't sure how I would do.
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| My college roomate Chad who I haven't seen for years until the Turkey Trot |
Right after the race my wife came up to me and asked why I had spit going across my face. I asked her what she was talking about and apparently I had a spit/drool thingy coming from the corner of my mouth making its way towards my ear. I just laughed because I had no idea. It was really nice to have her there at the end of the race, even if she was pointing out something like that.
Officially my time was a 19:36:9 seconds which works out to a 6:18/mile. I was 5th place in my age group of 30-39 year old males and I was only 13 seconds away from placing 3rd.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
NYC Marathon Race Report 2011
In getting ready to run in this marathon I have read so many other "race reports" from random people about their own experiences so I could better prepare myself for what lay ahead. In short however, reading blogs could not fully make me comprehend the magnitude of this race and the enormity of people running next to you and also cheering you on. At some points I felt like it was "sea of humanity" all joining together as one. Other times I felt this is such a clusterf*ck of people and I wish they would all go home.
There were really no problems with the logistics of getting to the race. I hopped on the subway no problem. Then it was time for the Staten Island Ferry. After that it was a bus to the staging area to wait around before the race. The one thing that I thought was so amazing was how many international runners there were. On the subway I sat down next to a runner from Italy. Another Italian woman later sat down across from us and they talked to each other in their native tongue the rest of the ride. As I was waiting for my wave start I laid out my garbage bag next to a fence where I would sit for an hour or so waiting for my wave start. I sat in between one guy from Denmark and another from Vancouver. Maybe it was because most international runner indicated they were international by either a flag on their shirt or a flag painted on their face, but it made me wish I had an American flag because I did not see any of those throughout the day. Both of the guys I was sitting down next to ran in wave one so they gave me their sleeping bags and foam pads they were sitting on. I kind of felt like I was the king of the bums with all my stuff I had to keep me warm and comfortable while sitting on the ground waiting around.
I was in the very start of wave 2 right in the front. The race started promptly at 10:10 and there was maybe only 20 feet in between me and the start line with the horn blew. I thought I was going to run relatively hassle free for the first 8 miles or so before all the other runners joined together. Within about 1 minute of starting the race an older runner next to me was trampled by a woman. I don't know how it started but I felt really bad for the guy. Over the Verrazano Bridge was smooth sailing. The weather was sunny and not cold so I shed my jacket somewhere in the first mile. My plan was to run slow the first mile, around 10 minutes, then average out around 8:50 miles much of the rest of the way until mile 21 or so. I also had a plan to take a gel starting at mile 4 and every 4th mile then on with water and Gatorade the other miles with along with salt tablets (so I don't cramp) every 4th mile starting at mile 6. This plan quickly got lost as it was difficult to think straight among so many people. I always felt boxed in while running and felt like I literally had to push my way through people at every mile in order to get fluids. I would figure I was losing 10 seconds every stop. A some point early on in the race I also lost my salt tablets that were in my pouch. This I think was a big reason why I started to cramp around mile 22.
Aside from all the issues surrounding getting fluids, going through Brooklyn was amazing! This was by far my favorite part of the race. The crowds were so lively and I loved the random people who set up their bands on the side of the roads, the DJ who was playing Vanilla Ice underneath an overpass and the church choir that was out there singing away.
Early on I adjusted my time for both how long it was taking to get the fluids and also for the fact that each mile on the course was really 1.02 miles on my Garmin and I was hitting all of my splits. I hit the 13.1 mile mark at 1:57:19 which was right where I was when I PR'd 4 years ago in the Rock n Roll Marathon in San Diego with 3:57:14. I really wanted to beat that mark and at that point in felt 100% in my grasp.
A few miles later was the (supposedly) dreaded Queensborough Bridge. I read all kinds of horror stories about this on people's blogs, but I did not find in that difficult at all. The only hard part was the fact that so many people were walking at this point. I cruised up and down and entered into Manhattan which was unreal with the amount of energy. My dad was supposed to be waiting to cheer me on at the Starbucks on the corner of 75th Street. Sadly there was about a million other people there too. That did not stop me from running by yelling his name "Rod Taylor, Rod Taylor" trying to see if we could connect, even if it was for us to only exchange smiles. I didn't see him so I kept moving along.
As we left Manhattan we crossed what the Willis Ave Bridge. This is around mile 19-20 and I start to cramp. It feels like my hamstrings are knotted up the size of softballs. I stop and quickly stretch, not wanting to lose too much time. Here my splits go from under 9 minute miles to 9:16 and 9:35. This was also the point where I hit the wall. I put in so much time into my training I really did not want this to come as it had in my previous 2 marathons, but it as back. In my mind I went from knowing I would not PR, to hoping to go sub 4 hours all the way to telling myself "just don't walk."
Around mile 22, Asics had a huge monitor where friends and family of runners could record messages and they would play on huge 40 foot screen over the course. It was time activated by the chip runners were wearing as the crossed a certain point. As I was running I looked up and Shelly is on the screen with Scooter cheering me on. It was almost enough to make me cry... that or the chaffing, but I really don't want to get into that.
Getting back into Manhattan was not as thrilling as I hoped it would be, mainly because I wanted to die. I was running 11-12 minute miles at this point barely moving faster than the walkers. As I hit one mile marker I accidentally stopped my a watch instead of hitting the split. Everything at this point sucked.
Despite the fact that I was creeping along, everything seems to be a blur now. At mile 25 I did hear my dad call my name which was great. I gave him a thumbs down sign with a smile to let him know that I was hurting but still in good spirits. He had a big smile on his face which did make me feel great. As I got closer to the finish line I thought, "I feel like crap, but I want to have a good finishing photo." I made sure nobody was in front of me as I crossed the line and gave a good ole fist pump that was sure to catch the cameraman's attention. I was not sure of my official time at that point, but my watch said I ran 26.1 miles in the time of 4:06:40. My official time was 4:11:05. I figure the course was more like 26.5 miles with all the turns and maneuvering around people.
When the race was over I still had to walk about a mile to pick up my checked bag. At the time this was the worst thing ever because I did not want to move at all. I honestly thought to myself "I would pay somebody $1000 to go pick up my bag and give it to me right now." In the long run however it was great because if it wasn't for that long trudge I would have sat down and then my muscles probably would not have let me move again for a long time.
Despite the fact that I totally fell apart of the last 6 miles, this was quite an experience that I will never forget.
There were really no problems with the logistics of getting to the race. I hopped on the subway no problem. Then it was time for the Staten Island Ferry. After that it was a bus to the staging area to wait around before the race. The one thing that I thought was so amazing was how many international runners there were. On the subway I sat down next to a runner from Italy. Another Italian woman later sat down across from us and they talked to each other in their native tongue the rest of the ride. As I was waiting for my wave start I laid out my garbage bag next to a fence where I would sit for an hour or so waiting for my wave start. I sat in between one guy from Denmark and another from Vancouver. Maybe it was because most international runner indicated they were international by either a flag on their shirt or a flag painted on their face, but it made me wish I had an American flag because I did not see any of those throughout the day. Both of the guys I was sitting down next to ran in wave one so they gave me their sleeping bags and foam pads they were sitting on. I kind of felt like I was the king of the bums with all my stuff I had to keep me warm and comfortable while sitting on the ground waiting around.
I was in the very start of wave 2 right in the front. The race started promptly at 10:10 and there was maybe only 20 feet in between me and the start line with the horn blew. I thought I was going to run relatively hassle free for the first 8 miles or so before all the other runners joined together. Within about 1 minute of starting the race an older runner next to me was trampled by a woman. I don't know how it started but I felt really bad for the guy. Over the Verrazano Bridge was smooth sailing. The weather was sunny and not cold so I shed my jacket somewhere in the first mile. My plan was to run slow the first mile, around 10 minutes, then average out around 8:50 miles much of the rest of the way until mile 21 or so. I also had a plan to take a gel starting at mile 4 and every 4th mile then on with water and Gatorade the other miles with along with salt tablets (so I don't cramp) every 4th mile starting at mile 6. This plan quickly got lost as it was difficult to think straight among so many people. I always felt boxed in while running and felt like I literally had to push my way through people at every mile in order to get fluids. I would figure I was losing 10 seconds every stop. A some point early on in the race I also lost my salt tablets that were in my pouch. This I think was a big reason why I started to cramp around mile 22.
Aside from all the issues surrounding getting fluids, going through Brooklyn was amazing! This was by far my favorite part of the race. The crowds were so lively and I loved the random people who set up their bands on the side of the roads, the DJ who was playing Vanilla Ice underneath an overpass and the church choir that was out there singing away.
Early on I adjusted my time for both how long it was taking to get the fluids and also for the fact that each mile on the course was really 1.02 miles on my Garmin and I was hitting all of my splits. I hit the 13.1 mile mark at 1:57:19 which was right where I was when I PR'd 4 years ago in the Rock n Roll Marathon in San Diego with 3:57:14. I really wanted to beat that mark and at that point in felt 100% in my grasp.
A few miles later was the (supposedly) dreaded Queensborough Bridge. I read all kinds of horror stories about this on people's blogs, but I did not find in that difficult at all. The only hard part was the fact that so many people were walking at this point. I cruised up and down and entered into Manhattan which was unreal with the amount of energy. My dad was supposed to be waiting to cheer me on at the Starbucks on the corner of 75th Street. Sadly there was about a million other people there too. That did not stop me from running by yelling his name "Rod Taylor, Rod Taylor" trying to see if we could connect, even if it was for us to only exchange smiles. I didn't see him so I kept moving along.
As we left Manhattan we crossed what the Willis Ave Bridge. This is around mile 19-20 and I start to cramp. It feels like my hamstrings are knotted up the size of softballs. I stop and quickly stretch, not wanting to lose too much time. Here my splits go from under 9 minute miles to 9:16 and 9:35. This was also the point where I hit the wall. I put in so much time into my training I really did not want this to come as it had in my previous 2 marathons, but it as back. In my mind I went from knowing I would not PR, to hoping to go sub 4 hours all the way to telling myself "just don't walk."
Around mile 22, Asics had a huge monitor where friends and family of runners could record messages and they would play on huge 40 foot screen over the course. It was time activated by the chip runners were wearing as the crossed a certain point. As I was running I looked up and Shelly is on the screen with Scooter cheering me on. It was almost enough to make me cry... that or the chaffing, but I really don't want to get into that.
Getting back into Manhattan was not as thrilling as I hoped it would be, mainly because I wanted to die. I was running 11-12 minute miles at this point barely moving faster than the walkers. As I hit one mile marker I accidentally stopped my a watch instead of hitting the split. Everything at this point sucked.
Despite the fact that I was creeping along, everything seems to be a blur now. At mile 25 I did hear my dad call my name which was great. I gave him a thumbs down sign with a smile to let him know that I was hurting but still in good spirits. He had a big smile on his face which did make me feel great. As I got closer to the finish line I thought, "I feel like crap, but I want to have a good finishing photo." I made sure nobody was in front of me as I crossed the line and gave a good ole fist pump that was sure to catch the cameraman's attention. I was not sure of my official time at that point, but my watch said I ran 26.1 miles in the time of 4:06:40. My official time was 4:11:05. I figure the course was more like 26.5 miles with all the turns and maneuvering around people.
When the race was over I still had to walk about a mile to pick up my checked bag. At the time this was the worst thing ever because I did not want to move at all. I honestly thought to myself "I would pay somebody $1000 to go pick up my bag and give it to me right now." In the long run however it was great because if it wasn't for that long trudge I would have sat down and then my muscles probably would not have let me move again for a long time.
Despite the fact that I totally fell apart of the last 6 miles, this was quite an experience that I will never forget.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
it's finally here...
Today I leave to San Jose and I fly out to NYC in the morning! I can't
believe after 18 weeks of training the race is finally about to arrive.
Here are some brief thoughts...
1. The weather should be great. The high is 56 degrees and the low is 52, partly cloudy. No rain in the forecast. I did buy some old snow pants at Goodwill to wear prior to the race starting and just shed them right before the start buy I don't even know if I will need them.
2. I am still worried about my right foot. I tried to go for an 8 mile run last Sunday buy shut it down at 7 because it was starting to ache. Besides a planned 2 mile run either on Friday or Saturday I won't run at all this week. Just trying to give my foot as much time to heal as possible.
3. I started at 170 pounds hoping to get down to 160 by raceday. The first 2 months there was no weight loss, but right now I hover around 161-2 which I am really happy with.
4. I found a great website called mymarathonpace.com which has pace charts for all major marathons. Based on the elevation charts from the course the guy who owns the website has created an xcel spreadsheet where you can input your own information and plan out your pace mile by mile based on how much effort you want to put forth during the race. You can also account for how fast/slow you want to be going at the beginning and the end of the race. I am setting it for a slow start and a medium fade at the end. I am pacing myself for a 3:55 marathon which I feel is right about where I should be. For instance my first mile is all up over the Verrazano Bridge and is meant to be slow so it is roughly a 10 minute pace. The next mile which is going back down the bridge is much faster around 8:50ish. The overall pace for my marathon per mile I want to keep is an 8:58 mile. I printed it out and made my own pace band to wear around my wrist.
5. A tough part about being in NYC prior to running a race is my eating habits. I usually never shy away from eating a lot, especially when it's good food. I've told myself no fatty meals and no pigging out no matter how good something is. I don't want to feel lethargic prior to my race and I don't want to have to take an unplanned dump during it. I have made reservations for a nice steakhouse for after my race. The meals are pricey, but what isn't pricey in NYC? It will be something nice to look forward to.
That's about it! Make sure to look back sometime next week as I post a race report. Thanks for reading and thanks for your support in this endeavor!
1. The weather should be great. The high is 56 degrees and the low is 52, partly cloudy. No rain in the forecast. I did buy some old snow pants at Goodwill to wear prior to the race starting and just shed them right before the start buy I don't even know if I will need them.
2. I am still worried about my right foot. I tried to go for an 8 mile run last Sunday buy shut it down at 7 because it was starting to ache. Besides a planned 2 mile run either on Friday or Saturday I won't run at all this week. Just trying to give my foot as much time to heal as possible.
3. I started at 170 pounds hoping to get down to 160 by raceday. The first 2 months there was no weight loss, but right now I hover around 161-2 which I am really happy with.
4. I found a great website called mymarathonpace.com which has pace charts for all major marathons. Based on the elevation charts from the course the guy who owns the website has created an xcel spreadsheet where you can input your own information and plan out your pace mile by mile based on how much effort you want to put forth during the race. You can also account for how fast/slow you want to be going at the beginning and the end of the race. I am setting it for a slow start and a medium fade at the end. I am pacing myself for a 3:55 marathon which I feel is right about where I should be. For instance my first mile is all up over the Verrazano Bridge and is meant to be slow so it is roughly a 10 minute pace. The next mile which is going back down the bridge is much faster around 8:50ish. The overall pace for my marathon per mile I want to keep is an 8:58 mile. I printed it out and made my own pace band to wear around my wrist.
5. A tough part about being in NYC prior to running a race is my eating habits. I usually never shy away from eating a lot, especially when it's good food. I've told myself no fatty meals and no pigging out no matter how good something is. I don't want to feel lethargic prior to my race and I don't want to have to take an unplanned dump during it. I have made reservations for a nice steakhouse for after my race. The meals are pricey, but what isn't pricey in NYC? It will be something nice to look forward to.
That's about it! Make sure to look back sometime next week as I post a race report. Thanks for reading and thanks for your support in this endeavor!
Saturday, October 29, 2011
homestretch
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| its almost like a second ankle |
Thursday, October 13, 2011
last hard week of training
This is thankfully my last hard week of training before I begin my taper. Following my training schedule is just proving to be more and more difficult as life keeps trying to get in the way.
A great example was this last weekend Shelly and I went to my hometown for a baby shower and also for my grandpa's 89th birthday. On Sunday morning we planned to meet my mother, mother-in-law and grandmother for breakfast around 9:00. The only problem is that I had to pack up the car with all of the baby stuff that we had received the day before, along with Scooter's crate and all of our luggage. Of course that was after I had showered and gone my on 12 mile run. I set my alarm for 5:30 and thought I had given myself enough time to squeeze it all in. At around mile 8 I realized that there was no way I was going to be able to get in all of my 12 miles. I am kind of sick of my long slow runs anyway so I wasn't heartbroken even though I want to stick as close to my plan as possible. I was able to get in 10.4, but that extra 15 minutes I saved was the difference in us not being late.
The rest of the week has not been any easier. Fall on the central coast of California is one of the most beautiful times of the year, especially because the fog seems to lift and we get really clear warm days. I was expected to do some training in some warmer weather this time of year but this week it has been in the 90s!
Because of this I pushed my 10 mile run to 7 oclock on Tuesday night once the sun had gone down. The bad part of this was that I was starving when I got home and ate bbq chicken and salad for dinner. It's not that I pigged out, but just eating anything like that 2 hours before a run is going to make me feel sluggish. That coupled with the weather and just being really stressed out over a lot of things led to one of my worst runs in a long time. I "finished" it, which was a victory of some sorts, but I was just plodding along very listless. Thankfully my wife decided to stay up (staying up for her these days is anything past 8PM) and make me a chocolate milk because she knew how stressed out I've been lately. It's amazing how something like a glass of chocolate milk and my wife staying up until 8:45 can put me in such a better mood.
I knew the weather today would be no better than the previous days so I got up at 5AM to do my interval runs of 8x800 meters. Besides having to stop halfway through to poop (this is my greatest fear in this marathon, seriously) it was a really good run. Again the bad part is how hot it was outside, even for it being 5:30 by the time I stepped out the door. As you can tell from my picture, if I look this sweaty after a run that early in the morning, it must be freaking hot out. Overall it was quite different in terms of my pace and energy compared to the Tuesday run.
Depending on weather my last 20 miler will either be on Saturday or Sunday morning. Then hopefully it is easy street for a few weeks before the actual race itself.
A great example was this last weekend Shelly and I went to my hometown for a baby shower and also for my grandpa's 89th birthday. On Sunday morning we planned to meet my mother, mother-in-law and grandmother for breakfast around 9:00. The only problem is that I had to pack up the car with all of the baby stuff that we had received the day before, along with Scooter's crate and all of our luggage. Of course that was after I had showered and gone my on 12 mile run. I set my alarm for 5:30 and thought I had given myself enough time to squeeze it all in. At around mile 8 I realized that there was no way I was going to be able to get in all of my 12 miles. I am kind of sick of my long slow runs anyway so I wasn't heartbroken even though I want to stick as close to my plan as possible. I was able to get in 10.4, but that extra 15 minutes I saved was the difference in us not being late.
The rest of the week has not been any easier. Fall on the central coast of California is one of the most beautiful times of the year, especially because the fog seems to lift and we get really clear warm days. I was expected to do some training in some warmer weather this time of year but this week it has been in the 90s!
Because of this I pushed my 10 mile run to 7 oclock on Tuesday night once the sun had gone down. The bad part of this was that I was starving when I got home and ate bbq chicken and salad for dinner. It's not that I pigged out, but just eating anything like that 2 hours before a run is going to make me feel sluggish. That coupled with the weather and just being really stressed out over a lot of things led to one of my worst runs in a long time. I "finished" it, which was a victory of some sorts, but I was just plodding along very listless. Thankfully my wife decided to stay up (staying up for her these days is anything past 8PM) and make me a chocolate milk because she knew how stressed out I've been lately. It's amazing how something like a glass of chocolate milk and my wife staying up until 8:45 can put me in such a better mood.
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| holy crap I'm sweaty |
Depending on weather my last 20 miler will either be on Saturday or Sunday morning. Then hopefully it is easy street for a few weeks before the actual race itself.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
5 more weeks until race day
Another week is in the books and I have only 5 more until race day! I don't feel like writing tons so I am going to write it in the style that my students love the most, bullet points.
- I found out I am in the very front of the 2nd wave of the marathon in corral 22. I am on the blue track which means only the pro's are on the blue track ahead of me. Long story short, when I start I won't have tens of thousands of people in front of me, only the few hundred that might be in front of me in my wave since the pros will be way ahead of me.
- The IT band is a nuisance, but manageable. It hurts the most to walk up and down stairs.
- I got a new pair of Zoot compression calf sleeves that I really like. They are basically the same at my Zoot compression socks, but I can wear my toe socks with them.
- I ran a 45 minute tempo run on Wednesday and peaked running at 7:08/mile for 1.25 miles. I felt great and could have gone faster and longer if I needed to be. This got me thinking about running a 5k and going for sub 20 minutes(which I've always wanted to do). I've never ran a 5k competitively and if my body is up for it I want to run the Turket Trot in my hometown Thanksgiving morning.
- What a difference it makes in my pacing while running by turning my Garmin watch from "pace" to "lap pace." I would always feel like I was speeding up or slowing down trying to get my right pace. Now after about a quarter mile I tend to be right about the pace I should be running and it does not make me feel like I always have to fluctuate my speed so much.
- I have now lost a total of about 6 pounds in all of my marathon training and weigh 164. As I started my training I wanted to be around 160 for my race, which I might get to, but I am happy with where I am at and will be happy even if I don't lose anymore.
- Since my race is a Sunday morning, I've been think about how I can check to see the injury report for my fantasy football players so I can change my lineup if need be. I've come up with two solutions. The first being, run an hour and a half faster than I originally planned and get back to my iPhone before the games start. The problem with this plan is, well, it's impossible. My second solution is to give my password to a friend and have him do it for me. Probably the most feasible. Maybe I'll tweet Matthew Berry for ESPN and see if he'll help me out.
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