Monday, December 01, 2014
Saturday, November 29, 2014
Wednesday, November 05, 2014
2014 goal achieved!!
This morning's run took me over 2000 miles for the year. It feels pretty great to meet this goal with so many weeks left in the year. Awesome!
Saturday, November 01, 2014
Monday, October 20, 2014
Nike Women's Half Marathon San Francisco
Last year I ran the Nike Women's Marathon in San Francisco. I met five girlfriends from Carlsbad there for a girls' weekend of fun memory-making that included the race. They all ran the half marathon, some together but most individually.
This year we decided to try our luck again with the notion that if we got in we'd run it TOGETHER. Nike had decided to make it a Half Marathon event only so it'd be perfect for the six of us to experience together. Unfortunately, our group was not selected.
Several weeks after the disappointing news, I was at a Neighborhood Block Party that our old neighbors in Portland were having. Another friend from the old hood who also did not get in and asked if I was going to try for the Second Chance drawing. Who?What?Where?When?How?? I hadn't received this e-mail from Nike Women's that she spoke of. She forwarded it to me on the spot. The window frame was really short so quick decisions had to be made.
I immediately texted my girlfriends in Carlsbad. Some were not interested and that was understandable. The Second Chance would not be a group entry; everyone was on their own. Three of us decided to throw our names in again. Only two of us got in.
Melanie and I began to make plans for our much-smaller and shorter girls' weekend in San Francisco. Her kids have the two weeks following the race off from school so they were going to make it part of their family vacation. We decided to meet up Saturday to do the expo, stay downtown together Saturday night and run the half marathon together. She had started training for her first marathon (Carlsbad Marathon in January 2015) so the Nike Women's HM fell perfectly into her training schedule. We would run the race as a training run for her. I had just run the Portland Marathon two weeks earlier so a slightly easier pace (for me) sounded perfect. It would also give us 2 extra hours to hang out and catch up. I miss my Cali friends!
I flew into San Francisco Friday afternoon. I rode BART into the City and hopped off at the Mission & 16th station. Another old neighbor (from the same hood as the Neighborhood Block Party I mentioned... It really was a good time on our street during that time of our lives!) lives in the area where the Mission and Castro neighborhoods merge. She has a one bedroom apartment with her 12 year old daughter. She had made arrangement for her daughter to be at her dad's (he's another friend who lives just a few blocks away) so I could stay at her place and we could go out. This night was so much FUN. It was so great to just hang out with my friend, drink too much, dance too much, and just have a good time. We didn't stay out late but I was pretty exhausted when we got back to her place. I remember taking off my boots and laying down right where I was in the living room and falling fast asleep.
Saturday morning Melanie's husband dropped her and their two kids (6 and 8) off a block from where my friend's apartment is. He does Ironman events and is currently training for Arizona. A two hour run in Golden Gate park was the least we could give him. Melanie, her kids, my friend, and I enjoyed a very leisurely breakfast without him. After eating we said our goodbyes and Melanie and I took the kids on the trolley into downtown. We must have eaten really slow because soon after getting to our hotel her husband pulled up to pick up the kids. The rest of the afternoon Melanie and I spent going through the expo, shopping at the Nike store, getting lunch, and just hanging out. Our hotel was 1/2 a block from the race start, Union Square.
The friend in Portland who told me about the Second Chance drawing also got in. She and her husband made it a very long weekend in San Francisco to celebrate their 18th anniversary. We met them for dinner Saturday evening and bored her husband with our running talk while we consumed our weight in pasta.
Finally! Race morning!
This year we decided to try our luck again with the notion that if we got in we'd run it TOGETHER. Nike had decided to make it a Half Marathon event only so it'd be perfect for the six of us to experience together. Unfortunately, our group was not selected.
Several weeks after the disappointing news, I was at a Neighborhood Block Party that our old neighbors in Portland were having. Another friend from the old hood who also did not get in and asked if I was going to try for the Second Chance drawing. Who?What?Where?When?How?? I hadn't received this e-mail from Nike Women's that she spoke of. She forwarded it to me on the spot. The window frame was really short so quick decisions had to be made.
I immediately texted my girlfriends in Carlsbad. Some were not interested and that was understandable. The Second Chance would not be a group entry; everyone was on their own. Three of us decided to throw our names in again. Only two of us got in.
Melanie and I began to make plans for our much-smaller and shorter girls' weekend in San Francisco. Her kids have the two weeks following the race off from school so they were going to make it part of their family vacation. We decided to meet up Saturday to do the expo, stay downtown together Saturday night and run the half marathon together. She had started training for her first marathon (Carlsbad Marathon in January 2015) so the Nike Women's HM fell perfectly into her training schedule. We would run the race as a training run for her. I had just run the Portland Marathon two weeks earlier so a slightly easier pace (for me) sounded perfect. It would also give us 2 extra hours to hang out and catch up. I miss my Cali friends!
I flew into San Francisco Friday afternoon. I rode BART into the City and hopped off at the Mission & 16th station. Another old neighbor (from the same hood as the Neighborhood Block Party I mentioned... It really was a good time on our street during that time of our lives!) lives in the area where the Mission and Castro neighborhoods merge. She has a one bedroom apartment with her 12 year old daughter. She had made arrangement for her daughter to be at her dad's (he's another friend who lives just a few blocks away) so I could stay at her place and we could go out. This night was so much FUN. It was so great to just hang out with my friend, drink too much, dance too much, and just have a good time. We didn't stay out late but I was pretty exhausted when we got back to her place. I remember taking off my boots and laying down right where I was in the living room and falling fast asleep.
Saturday morning Melanie's husband dropped her and their two kids (6 and 8) off a block from where my friend's apartment is. He does Ironman events and is currently training for Arizona. A two hour run in Golden Gate park was the least we could give him. Melanie, her kids, my friend, and I enjoyed a very leisurely breakfast without him. After eating we said our goodbyes and Melanie and I took the kids on the trolley into downtown. We must have eaten really slow because soon after getting to our hotel her husband pulled up to pick up the kids. The rest of the afternoon Melanie and I spent going through the expo, shopping at the Nike store, getting lunch, and just hanging out. Our hotel was 1/2 a block from the race start, Union Square.
The friend in Portland who told me about the Second Chance drawing also got in. She and her husband made it a very long weekend in San Francisco to celebrate their 18th anniversary. We met them for dinner Saturday evening and bored her husband with our running talk while we consumed our weight in pasta.
Finally! Race morning!
Wednesday, October 08, 2014
Portland Marathon
Yesterday I ran the Portland Marathon. It has been on my bucket list since I first began racing 12 years ago. Two babies, two out-of-state moves, blah, blah, blah... it was a race I just never got around to doing.
Almost a full year ago my sister-in-law decided to sign up to run Portland. It would be her first marathon and she was nervous and excited about the idea. I thought it would be a fun bonding experience. We met 14 or so years ago but I still couldn't tell you much about her. It's one of those relationships. I thought training for a marathon together could start to change that.
Then a couple of friends from California decided to also run the Portland Marathon. All good, until my SIL moved to the Bay Area several months ago and then two weeks before the race my two friends also bailed (due to injuries). Not that I really need someone to run a race with me, but it is always fun to share a race with a friend or two.
So, that's the background as to how I found myself at the starting line of the Portland Marathon yesterday. Two months leading up to race day I dealt with a cranky ankle. More specifically, a really sore Achilles. I adjusted my running form to run more comfortably. I avoided hills, both up and down, and stuck to flats as much as possible. I also wore shoes with more arch support. Anything to decrease stretching the Achilles seemed to help. It still hurt to run, but after a mile or two the pain would subside enough to run. I figured this might hurt really bad after the marathon (and it does!).
Marathon morning: I decided to stay at my mom's house in Oregon City for the weekend with the family. The kids have their own room and for things like this Mike will sleep on the sofa until I leave so I can get a good night sleep (he tends to snore). I don't sleep well at my mom's house because the mattress is simply too firm for me but I got a pretty decent night of sleep before the marathon. When my alarm sounded at 4:30am, I was wide awake and ready to go.
I arrived downtown pretty early, maybe 5:45am for the 7am start. Parking is a breeze at that hour. I found on-street parking (meters are free until 1pm) on the same block as a Starbucks just two blocks from the race starts. Of course, my corral was around the corner so maybe 5 blocks away but not an issue with the crowds.
Two years ago I ran the Portland Half Marathon at this same event. Shhh. It wasn't my bib but a friend's who was injured. We're in the same age/sex division so I didn't feel too bad about running it for her and snagging 3rd in my age group. Anyway, so I knew the first 11 miles of this course well. It's blazing fast, even with a good climb early around mile 2. I set a half marathon PR at this race two years ago and I know that yesterday I could have done it again. Easily.
I hung out at Starbucks chatting with a couple of different people, drinking a smaller coffee than usual, and using the restroom. About 30 minutes before the race start I headed back to my car to get my race things, lube up, apply sunscreen, etc. Once that was done, I did an easy jog over to my race corral.
The B and A corrals are right next to each other. No one is checking bibs so there were many runners with bibs that indicated were in the wrong corrals. There are also a gazillion port-a-potties between the two corrals, but about three gazillion runners lined up for them. I had just used the restroom at Starbucks but got in line anyway for one last go. At 6:58am, I was still in the port-a-potty line. Good thing I've gotten pretty good at going quickly!
Upon leaving the port-a-potty area, I headed into corral B as my bib indicated. I think it starts with the 3 hour marathoners so I started walking down the block to find my 3:45 pacer. I had decided that if I started with the 3:45 group, I could probably run the whole thing in with them. Maybe pick it up at the end, but at the very least finish with them. Unfortunately, I was unable to find them. Maybe I registered for a faster time that put me in corral B and the 3:45 group were the first in corral C? I don't know but I didn't have time to figure it out. The race was starting and I was standing smack dab between the 3:35 and 3:40 groups.
I love running in Portland but I don't love running on the city streets. I found myself starting at the ground directly in front of me as we began the race and headed into Chinatown. Before the race began, I realized I had some garbage in my pocket that I needed to throw into a trash can. It wasn't the kind of garbage I wanted to "throw to the curb" so in Chinatown I jumped up onto the curb and tossed it into the can. I then stepped back down into the street but must have stepped wrong because I was sent reeling. Visions of my recent trip on a Seattle street immediately came to mind. I don't know how I managed to catch myself from face planting right then and there but I did. Nothing hurt so I forced myself to push it aside. This was about .75 miles into the race. Can you imagine?
Pretty much right from the start I found myself behind two girls and a guy who were clearly running together. They looked like they were all business with a clear agenda. They were running an even pace. It wasn't a hard pace so I fell in step with them and ran with them until they pulled away around mile 15 or 16.
I did some snooping around to see how they did. I saw one later around mile 21 but wasn't able to catch up with her. Anyway, from what I could find they were all from Houston. The girl I talked to is a very experienced marathoner and ironman (it was tattooed on her back, right above the waist band). She and the other girl's husband were pacing the other girl. Their goal: 3:38 to get her under the 3:40 she needed to qualify for Boston. It would have been a big PR for her, too, if they had succeeded. Unfortunately, they all finished together around 3:48. I felt bad for her because I know how disappointing that can be. But, I was also happy to see that even if I had managed to stay with them I would have still missed that 3:45. I'd still be kicking myself today if they had finished under 3:45.
Not many costumed runners at Portland. The one guy who will always stand out was the one in a Gingerbread Cookie costume. He must have been so hot! I saw him on the out & back portion of the course and he was miles ahead of me. However, I passed him before the 13 mile mark so he was falling flat fast. I chuckled when I passed him and heard him squeal, "Hee hee hee. You can't catch me!" Clearly I did.
This race was the first time I didn't carry any fluids. And although it was a warm day, I don't think it hurt me. I drank from every single aid station and I think it was adequate. Early on, I didn't stop but grabbed and drank as I went. I need to practice this because I kept getting water and ultima up my nose. Later on, I simply stopped, guzzled, and then moved on. I don't think much time is wasted doing that. I alternated between water and ultima in the first 10 miles but after that I took both. I also took 4 Gu gels and 8 salt tablets over the course of the marathon. I still ended the race with my legs covered in salt. Yuck.
"The Bridge". Not as bad as people make it out to be. I didn't stop and walk until mile 23. I slowed going up and over the St. John's Bridge, but I wouldn't call it hard. Even with it's placement within the miles (17 is at the very top of the bridge), it still wasn't difficult. Immediately following the bridge, there is a big dip and then another climb. Those hurt a little.
Overall, the course starts fast. I think it's a fast HM and all the marathoners and half marathoners start together. I'm not a fan of the industrial areas of Portland and quite a few miles are spent in this area. Once the marathoners split from the half marathoners around mile 11, we started climbing. It was never hard but a slow, steady climb. There's one relief near Montgomery Park and a few flat miles running on Hwy 30 (yuck!), but there's a good incline from mile 11 until you crest the bridge at mile 17. I was not expecting any of that. Once over the bridge, it's up and down for a little while. You flatten out along the bluff near the University of Portland but that's pretty short. At mile 22 you run down the steep street that passes the Adidas campus. Then a little more flat before climbing to get over the Steel Bridge. The final stretch running along the waterfront and into the finish chute is also an incline. Overall, more hills than I was expecting. Maybe if I'd started with the 3:45 group then the hills wouldn't have been an issue? Who knows. The last mile was torture but running into the finish area is pretty cool. The crowd is deep and wildly cheering for everyone. Loved that.
Will I run Portland again? No.
Crowd support good? Awesome.
Organization good? Top notch. Portland does a fantastic job, just wish the course was more scenic.
Weather? Beautiful but too warm for me. It was 62* at the start and we were in full sun about an hour in. I just can't run in temps that high. I envied all the men who were removing their shirts. I wasn't dripping with sweat, it was pouring off of me. After I finished and found a Starbucks restroom to clean myself up in, I saw I had chafed in places no one should ever chafe in. Ouch.
Overall, I ran strong until the last few miles and am pleased with my effort. It took me years to get under that 4:00 mark. This past year I have done it several times and I think it's becoming my new "sure thing". I still hope to make 3:45 my "sure thing" but I'm happy with how I've progressed as a runner. I'm more consistent. I'm stronger. I now have no doubt a 4 hour is in the bag.
OFFICIAL FINISH TIME: 3:58:23 (9:05 pace)
Almost a full year ago my sister-in-law decided to sign up to run Portland. It would be her first marathon and she was nervous and excited about the idea. I thought it would be a fun bonding experience. We met 14 or so years ago but I still couldn't tell you much about her. It's one of those relationships. I thought training for a marathon together could start to change that.
Then a couple of friends from California decided to also run the Portland Marathon. All good, until my SIL moved to the Bay Area several months ago and then two weeks before the race my two friends also bailed (due to injuries). Not that I really need someone to run a race with me, but it is always fun to share a race with a friend or two.
So, that's the background as to how I found myself at the starting line of the Portland Marathon yesterday. Two months leading up to race day I dealt with a cranky ankle. More specifically, a really sore Achilles. I adjusted my running form to run more comfortably. I avoided hills, both up and down, and stuck to flats as much as possible. I also wore shoes with more arch support. Anything to decrease stretching the Achilles seemed to help. It still hurt to run, but after a mile or two the pain would subside enough to run. I figured this might hurt really bad after the marathon (and it does!).
Marathon morning: I decided to stay at my mom's house in Oregon City for the weekend with the family. The kids have their own room and for things like this Mike will sleep on the sofa until I leave so I can get a good night sleep (he tends to snore). I don't sleep well at my mom's house because the mattress is simply too firm for me but I got a pretty decent night of sleep before the marathon. When my alarm sounded at 4:30am, I was wide awake and ready to go.
I arrived downtown pretty early, maybe 5:45am for the 7am start. Parking is a breeze at that hour. I found on-street parking (meters are free until 1pm) on the same block as a Starbucks just two blocks from the race starts. Of course, my corral was around the corner so maybe 5 blocks away but not an issue with the crowds.
Two years ago I ran the Portland Half Marathon at this same event. Shhh. It wasn't my bib but a friend's who was injured. We're in the same age/sex division so I didn't feel too bad about running it for her and snagging 3rd in my age group. Anyway, so I knew the first 11 miles of this course well. It's blazing fast, even with a good climb early around mile 2. I set a half marathon PR at this race two years ago and I know that yesterday I could have done it again. Easily.
I hung out at Starbucks chatting with a couple of different people, drinking a smaller coffee than usual, and using the restroom. About 30 minutes before the race start I headed back to my car to get my race things, lube up, apply sunscreen, etc. Once that was done, I did an easy jog over to my race corral.
The B and A corrals are right next to each other. No one is checking bibs so there were many runners with bibs that indicated were in the wrong corrals. There are also a gazillion port-a-potties between the two corrals, but about three gazillion runners lined up for them. I had just used the restroom at Starbucks but got in line anyway for one last go. At 6:58am, I was still in the port-a-potty line. Good thing I've gotten pretty good at going quickly!
Upon leaving the port-a-potty area, I headed into corral B as my bib indicated. I think it starts with the 3 hour marathoners so I started walking down the block to find my 3:45 pacer. I had decided that if I started with the 3:45 group, I could probably run the whole thing in with them. Maybe pick it up at the end, but at the very least finish with them. Unfortunately, I was unable to find them. Maybe I registered for a faster time that put me in corral B and the 3:45 group were the first in corral C? I don't know but I didn't have time to figure it out. The race was starting and I was standing smack dab between the 3:35 and 3:40 groups.
I love running in Portland but I don't love running on the city streets. I found myself starting at the ground directly in front of me as we began the race and headed into Chinatown. Before the race began, I realized I had some garbage in my pocket that I needed to throw into a trash can. It wasn't the kind of garbage I wanted to "throw to the curb" so in Chinatown I jumped up onto the curb and tossed it into the can. I then stepped back down into the street but must have stepped wrong because I was sent reeling. Visions of my recent trip on a Seattle street immediately came to mind. I don't know how I managed to catch myself from face planting right then and there but I did. Nothing hurt so I forced myself to push it aside. This was about .75 miles into the race. Can you imagine?
Pretty much right from the start I found myself behind two girls and a guy who were clearly running together. They looked like they were all business with a clear agenda. They were running an even pace. It wasn't a hard pace so I fell in step with them and ran with them until they pulled away around mile 15 or 16.
I did some snooping around to see how they did. I saw one later around mile 21 but wasn't able to catch up with her. Anyway, from what I could find they were all from Houston. The girl I talked to is a very experienced marathoner and ironman (it was tattooed on her back, right above the waist band). She and the other girl's husband were pacing the other girl. Their goal: 3:38 to get her under the 3:40 she needed to qualify for Boston. It would have been a big PR for her, too, if they had succeeded. Unfortunately, they all finished together around 3:48. I felt bad for her because I know how disappointing that can be. But, I was also happy to see that even if I had managed to stay with them I would have still missed that 3:45. I'd still be kicking myself today if they had finished under 3:45.
Not many costumed runners at Portland. The one guy who will always stand out was the one in a Gingerbread Cookie costume. He must have been so hot! I saw him on the out & back portion of the course and he was miles ahead of me. However, I passed him before the 13 mile mark so he was falling flat fast. I chuckled when I passed him and heard him squeal, "Hee hee hee. You can't catch me!" Clearly I did.
This race was the first time I didn't carry any fluids. And although it was a warm day, I don't think it hurt me. I drank from every single aid station and I think it was adequate. Early on, I didn't stop but grabbed and drank as I went. I need to practice this because I kept getting water and ultima up my nose. Later on, I simply stopped, guzzled, and then moved on. I don't think much time is wasted doing that. I alternated between water and ultima in the first 10 miles but after that I took both. I also took 4 Gu gels and 8 salt tablets over the course of the marathon. I still ended the race with my legs covered in salt. Yuck.
"The Bridge". Not as bad as people make it out to be. I didn't stop and walk until mile 23. I slowed going up and over the St. John's Bridge, but I wouldn't call it hard. Even with it's placement within the miles (17 is at the very top of the bridge), it still wasn't difficult. Immediately following the bridge, there is a big dip and then another climb. Those hurt a little.
Overall, the course starts fast. I think it's a fast HM and all the marathoners and half marathoners start together. I'm not a fan of the industrial areas of Portland and quite a few miles are spent in this area. Once the marathoners split from the half marathoners around mile 11, we started climbing. It was never hard but a slow, steady climb. There's one relief near Montgomery Park and a few flat miles running on Hwy 30 (yuck!), but there's a good incline from mile 11 until you crest the bridge at mile 17. I was not expecting any of that. Once over the bridge, it's up and down for a little while. You flatten out along the bluff near the University of Portland but that's pretty short. At mile 22 you run down the steep street that passes the Adidas campus. Then a little more flat before climbing to get over the Steel Bridge. The final stretch running along the waterfront and into the finish chute is also an incline. Overall, more hills than I was expecting. Maybe if I'd started with the 3:45 group then the hills wouldn't have been an issue? Who knows. The last mile was torture but running into the finish area is pretty cool. The crowd is deep and wildly cheering for everyone. Loved that.
Will I run Portland again? No.
Crowd support good? Awesome.
Organization good? Top notch. Portland does a fantastic job, just wish the course was more scenic.
Weather? Beautiful but too warm for me. It was 62* at the start and we were in full sun about an hour in. I just can't run in temps that high. I envied all the men who were removing their shirts. I wasn't dripping with sweat, it was pouring off of me. After I finished and found a Starbucks restroom to clean myself up in, I saw I had chafed in places no one should ever chafe in. Ouch.
Overall, I ran strong until the last few miles and am pleased with my effort. It took me years to get under that 4:00 mark. This past year I have done it several times and I think it's becoming my new "sure thing". I still hope to make 3:45 my "sure thing" but I'm happy with how I've progressed as a runner. I'm more consistent. I'm stronger. I now have no doubt a 4 hour is in the bag.
OFFICIAL FINISH TIME: 3:58:23 (9:05 pace)
| 5 Km: | 25:03 Pace: 8:04 |
| 10 Km: | 50:21 Pace: 8:06 |
| 8.9 Mi: | 1:10:54 Pace: 7:58 |
| Half: | 1:46:40 Pace: 8:08 |
| 17.5 Mi: | 2:27:16 Pace: 8:24 |
| 21.1 Mi: | 3:02:06 Pace: 8:37 |
Wednesday, October 01, 2014
Monday, September 01, 2014
Friday, August 01, 2014
Friday, July 04, 2014
Tuesday, July 01, 2014
June: 200.08 miles
Had to run a second time on the last day of the month but I got my monthly total over 200 miles for the second time ever. Wow!
Monday, June 16, 2014
Vancouver USA Marathon
Yesterday I ran the Vancouver USA Marathon in Vancouver, Washington. I signed Mike and I up many months ago because I thought it would be a fun way to spend Father's Day. He would run the Half Marathon and I would run the full 26.2 miles. Since the HM starts 2 hours after the marathon, I figured he would "catch up" to me around mile 7 or 8 and then we could finish together, him "pulling me in" since I know from marathon experience that those last miles are a killer for me.
I had just started ramping up mileage and was running really strong when I was involved in a car accident on 4/9. I knew at that point that my goals for this race needed to be adjusted. It would be weeks before I could really run again. I knew several weeks lost in training would require new goals.
Goal one: Get to the starting line. I had to reclaim my healthy, active life. I missed me during those weeks immediately following the accident. I was unhappy, angry, and recovering from injuries sustained in the accident. My top goal was then decided. I didn't care if I had to walk the whole 26.2 miles, I wasn't going to change to the HM and I wasn't going to opt out altogether. At times, people thought I was crazy and rushing my recovery, but I needed it for me.
Goal two: Once I started getting back into training and knew my body was going to be okay, I realized that my Hansons training was going very well. Maybe due to my strong desire to be at the race? Paces were spot on. Distances were covered. I felt really good. I wasn't able to do any strength training (and I still haven't done any yet, post-accident), unfortunately, but everything with running was going really well. Goal two was to run a new personal best.
Goal three: Run so well that I qualify for Boston. That would be a 3:45 finish for me. My previous best was a 3:53:50-something at Eugene. I knew it would be a stretch to knock almost 9 minutes off my time, but I also knew running was going well and I wanted it more than anything.
Goal one: check!
Goal two: check!!
Goal three: will have to wait for another day, and that's okay.
I'm so thrilled to have not only made it back to the starting line but also to run as well as I did. The last 5 miles were quite painful with bad cramping from my ankles to my butt. I suspected I might have issues when I began sweating profusely at mile 2. Mile Two! Yikes. I didn't notice anyone else around the 3:45 pace group sweating like I did. Was it extra humid? I don't know. All I know is there was a lot of sweating already happening. I carried nuun in my hydration bottle and sipped from that the whole race, even filling up again around mile 16. There were aid stations every two miles so I just made sure I was drinking at those intervals, at a minimum. Still, the cramping was pretty bad in those last miles. Down hills were the worst!
Mike dropped me off at the race start. I had just enough time to use the Hilton's restroom and check my gear. I found the 3:45 group and was happy to see an old friend from our Portland neighborhood also in the group. We were both hoping for BQs (note: neither of us got that today -- she ran a 3:45:52 or something). I ran with the 3:45 group for the first 6 miles. They were running just under 8:30 to "bank some time" before the hills that start at mile 14. Around mile 6, they started to slow and I moved slightly ahead of them. They remained just a few steps behind me for the next 13 miles. When I hit the hill around mile 19.5 or 20, my pace started to fall. Splits from my watch:
1- 8:23
2- 8:35
3- 8:18
4- 8:24
5- 8:23
6- 8:32
7- 8:18
8- 8:17
9- 8:23
10- 8:25
11- 8:22
12- 8:28
13- 8:17
14- 8:25
15- 8:38
16- 8:35
17- 8:52
18- 8:23
19- 8:47
20- 10:23*
21- 9:10
22- 8:45
23- 8:50
24- 9:07
25- 11:03*
26- 10:50
Note: First half is pretty flat and straight. Second half has lots of turns and hills, most noticeably at miles 20 and 25. (*)
Once I hit the hills, I had a hard time maintaining a good pace. The first hill is pretty long. My legs were cramping and this part of the race has a lot of turns, some pretty sharp. If it weren't for the cramping, I probably could have finished a lot stronger and with an even bigger PR. Mike caught up to me around mile 21. The 3:45 group had just passed and I was cramping going down a hill. It was really nice to have him there beside me for the remainder of the race. I stopped a few times to catch my breath and tray to shake out the cramps, but I know I would have stopped more if he hadn't been there, encouraging me all the way.
Hansons Training Method: I love this way of training! I worried a little about the long runs and only running a max of 16 miles in a single run. However, I repeated to myself many times over the weeks to trust the training. I really think it made a difference in how I felt on this run. Until the late cramping, I felt really strong and it felt comfortably hard. I'm looking forward to training with Hansons again for the next marathon!
Chip Time: 3:52:16
Pace: 8:52
Age Division: 16 / 61
Place Overall: 226 / 757
Sex Overall: 78 / 364
20.7 mile split:
2:58:44, 8:38 pace
I had just started ramping up mileage and was running really strong when I was involved in a car accident on 4/9. I knew at that point that my goals for this race needed to be adjusted. It would be weeks before I could really run again. I knew several weeks lost in training would require new goals.
Goal one: Get to the starting line. I had to reclaim my healthy, active life. I missed me during those weeks immediately following the accident. I was unhappy, angry, and recovering from injuries sustained in the accident. My top goal was then decided. I didn't care if I had to walk the whole 26.2 miles, I wasn't going to change to the HM and I wasn't going to opt out altogether. At times, people thought I was crazy and rushing my recovery, but I needed it for me.
Goal two: Once I started getting back into training and knew my body was going to be okay, I realized that my Hansons training was going very well. Maybe due to my strong desire to be at the race? Paces were spot on. Distances were covered. I felt really good. I wasn't able to do any strength training (and I still haven't done any yet, post-accident), unfortunately, but everything with running was going really well. Goal two was to run a new personal best.
Goal three: Run so well that I qualify for Boston. That would be a 3:45 finish for me. My previous best was a 3:53:50-something at Eugene. I knew it would be a stretch to knock almost 9 minutes off my time, but I also knew running was going well and I wanted it more than anything.
Goal one: check!
Goal two: check!!
Goal three: will have to wait for another day, and that's okay.
I'm so thrilled to have not only made it back to the starting line but also to run as well as I did. The last 5 miles were quite painful with bad cramping from my ankles to my butt. I suspected I might have issues when I began sweating profusely at mile 2. Mile Two! Yikes. I didn't notice anyone else around the 3:45 pace group sweating like I did. Was it extra humid? I don't know. All I know is there was a lot of sweating already happening. I carried nuun in my hydration bottle and sipped from that the whole race, even filling up again around mile 16. There were aid stations every two miles so I just made sure I was drinking at those intervals, at a minimum. Still, the cramping was pretty bad in those last miles. Down hills were the worst!
Mike dropped me off at the race start. I had just enough time to use the Hilton's restroom and check my gear. I found the 3:45 group and was happy to see an old friend from our Portland neighborhood also in the group. We were both hoping for BQs (note: neither of us got that today -- she ran a 3:45:52 or something). I ran with the 3:45 group for the first 6 miles. They were running just under 8:30 to "bank some time" before the hills that start at mile 14. Around mile 6, they started to slow and I moved slightly ahead of them. They remained just a few steps behind me for the next 13 miles. When I hit the hill around mile 19.5 or 20, my pace started to fall. Splits from my watch:
1- 8:23
2- 8:35
3- 8:18
4- 8:24
5- 8:23
6- 8:32
7- 8:18
8- 8:17
9- 8:23
10- 8:25
11- 8:22
12- 8:28
13- 8:17
14- 8:25
15- 8:38
16- 8:35
17- 8:52
18- 8:23
19- 8:47
20- 10:23*
21- 9:10
22- 8:45
23- 8:50
24- 9:07
25- 11:03*
26- 10:50
Note: First half is pretty flat and straight. Second half has lots of turns and hills, most noticeably at miles 20 and 25. (*)
Once I hit the hills, I had a hard time maintaining a good pace. The first hill is pretty long. My legs were cramping and this part of the race has a lot of turns, some pretty sharp. If it weren't for the cramping, I probably could have finished a lot stronger and with an even bigger PR. Mike caught up to me around mile 21. The 3:45 group had just passed and I was cramping going down a hill. It was really nice to have him there beside me for the remainder of the race. I stopped a few times to catch my breath and tray to shake out the cramps, but I know I would have stopped more if he hadn't been there, encouraging me all the way.
Hansons Training Method: I love this way of training! I worried a little about the long runs and only running a max of 16 miles in a single run. However, I repeated to myself many times over the weeks to trust the training. I really think it made a difference in how I felt on this run. Until the late cramping, I felt really strong and it felt comfortably hard. I'm looking forward to training with Hansons again for the next marathon!
Chip Time: 3:52:16
Pace: 8:52
Age Division: 16 / 61
Place Overall: 226 / 757
Sex Overall: 78 / 364
| 7.6 mile split: 1:04:04, 8:26 pace |
2:58:44, 8:38 pace
Sunday, June 01, 2014
May: 261.43
What an amazing month of running!! Highest mileage ever -- by almost 80 miles!! Crazy. I feel good and have been running strong all month. Can't wait to see what I do at Vancouver in two weeks!!
Thursday, May 01, 2014
April: 133.17 miles
I began this month running so strong. I even estimated early on what my monthly total might be for April and it was looking to be above 200 miles. Crazy! However, a major car accident on the 9th changed everything.
I ran the morning of the 9th. Greta and I went out for an easy 3 miles. I was stopped halfway through by a phone call from my mom. My SIL had had surgery the day before (kidney transplant) and I wanted to hear how she was doing. Overall, not a stellar run.
The afternoon of the 9th, on my way home to Corvallis from Albany, I was involved in a head-on collision. Although I continued my "one mile every day" steak even after the accident, it would be 2 weeks before I ran again and a full 3 weeks before my run was a "hard effort". I'm just getting back into running this week. It's been better than I thought it would be but it's still disappointing. I was running so strong before the accident. I'm still being very careful and checking in with myself constantly when I run. I don't want any lingering soreness from the accident to lead to running injuries.
I'm glad that month is over. I'm looking forward to a fresh new month!
I ran the morning of the 9th. Greta and I went out for an easy 3 miles. I was stopped halfway through by a phone call from my mom. My SIL had had surgery the day before (kidney transplant) and I wanted to hear how she was doing. Overall, not a stellar run.
The afternoon of the 9th, on my way home to Corvallis from Albany, I was involved in a head-on collision. Although I continued my "one mile every day" steak even after the accident, it would be 2 weeks before I ran again and a full 3 weeks before my run was a "hard effort". I'm just getting back into running this week. It's been better than I thought it would be but it's still disappointing. I was running so strong before the accident. I'm still being very careful and checking in with myself constantly when I run. I don't want any lingering soreness from the accident to lead to running injuries.
I'm glad that month is over. I'm looking forward to a fresh new month!
Tuesday, April 01, 2014
March: 178.77 miles
It normally kills me to be this close to a new record high month and not go for it, but this month I felt good with what I had run. I had a solid 6.8 miles in the morning and was happy with that and the month total overall. It's like a new me!
Friday, February 28, 2014
February: 182.61 miles
Yippity skippity! Another month done, another high one month total. It feels especially good knowing this was also the shortest month of the year. Amazing!
I've been running very well, trying some new things and pushing myself in different ways. I'm loving the challenge that this sort of training brings. I'm excited to see what this means for the races I have lined up in the coming months!
I've been running very well, trying some new things and pushing myself in different ways. I'm loving the challenge that this sort of training brings. I'm excited to see what this means for the races I have lined up in the coming months!
Saturday, February 01, 2014
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Cascade Half Marathon
I knew the Cascade Half Marathon in Turner, Oregon (near Salem) would be a great race for me. The last time I raced that distance was in October 2012, so well over a year! It's my favorite distance to train and race so I was super excited to be running it again. I had also been running strong -- both in terms of pace and overall mileage. I started a running streak in November (the day after Thanksgiving, the 29th) and I really think that has a lot to do with my improved running.
Anyway, lots of strong miles and no injuries gave me the confidence to run Cascade well. My previous best was at the Foot Traffic Flat HM in 2011. Finish time there was 1:44:57. The thing about that race though is that the course measured short on my watch. So although I had this great new PR for the distance, I didn't really feel like I had earned it. I don't remember how far short it was, but I know my finish time would have been another minute, at least.
The Cascade HM is an awesome race. It's the perfect size for me with only 429 HM finishers. The route is flatter than flat and has very few turns. The race is in a very rural part of Oregon so nothing but wide open country. There was considerable fog and the start temperature was 32*. A little cool, but otherwise perfect running conditions for me.
The first half of the race I paced off two high school aged boys. They were tall, lanky and easily ran the 7:30-7:40 pace. They were probably members of the local high school xc team, the group that benefits from this race. Last year the school was able to purchase several new pieces of gym equipment. In a town with population 1853, I can see how this race is a huge event and huge fundraiser. I love that.
The boys (I called them my "show ponies") started to lose me at the turn around point. At this point I also noticed that my watch was not measuring the course the same as the mile markers. It appeared to be long. I've raced enough to know how to run the curves. I do everything possible to run the shortest distance and in a race with so few people, this was very easy to do. At the finish line, however, my watch had the course at 13.4 miles. And I started my watch 5 seconds into the race so I really probably had something just over that. Crazy.
The second half of the race was run equally strong and consistent but the pace did slow a little here and there. With just over 1.5 miles to go, Paula Harkin (owner of Portland Running Company) passed me. I knew she ran a 1:40 last year and was probably on pace to do something similar so that kept me moving along. I'm not going to lie: that last 1/2 mile was tough. Throughout the race I repeated to myself: Be Fearless. Be Confident. Those words kept me running a "comfortably hard" pace throughout the race. Yet, you wouldn't know the last bit was tough because I crossed the finish line at a 7:20 pace. Crazy.
I know it's almost impossible to race a distance the exact distance they say it is. It just isn't. And I've run in races that have been long (Del Mar Iron Girl's 10K showed up as 6.54 miles on my watch -- .34 over!?) and since I run as much as I do, I know during the race when a course is long.
The Cascade HM course was long. And I find this so frustrating because I had been running so strong and came into this race ready for a new PR. Yes, it was a PR even with the official time but not the 1:42 I wanted so badly. According to my watch, I made my goal and ran a under 1:42! But, not officially. Boo.
After the race I approached a woman who had out-kicked me in that final stretch to tell her Good Job. She had passed me right before the turn-around and I saw her in front the remainder of the race. I could see she was slowing beginning around mile 8 or 9 so I made it my mission to catch up and pass her. I did just that somewhere late in the race but then her kick at the end was stronger than my kick and she flew past me, finishing just 7 seconds before me. Later I learned she is in my division. Oh, that stings! Especially since that was the second race recently where I've been out-kicked in the final stretch. At the Corvallis Fall Festival 5K, a woman in my division came flying out of nowhere to beat me by 5 seconds. Ouch.
Overall, I loved this race. I love the ease, simplicity, route, seeing a school benefit... It's very well done and with a cap of 1,000 participants total, I can see word spreading about this fast and flat course and it's popularity increasing. I think it already has after Runner's World profiled it. Next year I'll need to be sure to sign up as soon as they open for registration!
Official finish time: 1:44:26
Pace: 7:59
Division Place: 5
However, I'm taking this race off my own watch. I killed my previous best and am super happy with my efforts, even if the official time doesn't reflect it. New PR for me!
Cascade Half Marathon: 1:41:14
Pace: 7:47
Fuel Notes: one GU gel 10 minutes before race start, one ShotBlock around mile 7, no water
Anyway, lots of strong miles and no injuries gave me the confidence to run Cascade well. My previous best was at the Foot Traffic Flat HM in 2011. Finish time there was 1:44:57. The thing about that race though is that the course measured short on my watch. So although I had this great new PR for the distance, I didn't really feel like I had earned it. I don't remember how far short it was, but I know my finish time would have been another minute, at least.
The Cascade HM is an awesome race. It's the perfect size for me with only 429 HM finishers. The route is flatter than flat and has very few turns. The race is in a very rural part of Oregon so nothing but wide open country. There was considerable fog and the start temperature was 32*. A little cool, but otherwise perfect running conditions for me.
The first half of the race I paced off two high school aged boys. They were tall, lanky and easily ran the 7:30-7:40 pace. They were probably members of the local high school xc team, the group that benefits from this race. Last year the school was able to purchase several new pieces of gym equipment. In a town with population 1853, I can see how this race is a huge event and huge fundraiser. I love that.
The boys (I called them my "show ponies") started to lose me at the turn around point. At this point I also noticed that my watch was not measuring the course the same as the mile markers. It appeared to be long. I've raced enough to know how to run the curves. I do everything possible to run the shortest distance and in a race with so few people, this was very easy to do. At the finish line, however, my watch had the course at 13.4 miles. And I started my watch 5 seconds into the race so I really probably had something just over that. Crazy.
The second half of the race was run equally strong and consistent but the pace did slow a little here and there. With just over 1.5 miles to go, Paula Harkin (owner of Portland Running Company) passed me. I knew she ran a 1:40 last year and was probably on pace to do something similar so that kept me moving along. I'm not going to lie: that last 1/2 mile was tough. Throughout the race I repeated to myself: Be Fearless. Be Confident. Those words kept me running a "comfortably hard" pace throughout the race. Yet, you wouldn't know the last bit was tough because I crossed the finish line at a 7:20 pace. Crazy.
I know it's almost impossible to race a distance the exact distance they say it is. It just isn't. And I've run in races that have been long (Del Mar Iron Girl's 10K showed up as 6.54 miles on my watch -- .34 over!?) and since I run as much as I do, I know during the race when a course is long.
The Cascade HM course was long. And I find this so frustrating because I had been running so strong and came into this race ready for a new PR. Yes, it was a PR even with the official time but not the 1:42 I wanted so badly. According to my watch, I made my goal and ran a under 1:42! But, not officially. Boo.
After the race I approached a woman who had out-kicked me in that final stretch to tell her Good Job. She had passed me right before the turn-around and I saw her in front the remainder of the race. I could see she was slowing beginning around mile 8 or 9 so I made it my mission to catch up and pass her. I did just that somewhere late in the race but then her kick at the end was stronger than my kick and she flew past me, finishing just 7 seconds before me. Later I learned she is in my division. Oh, that stings! Especially since that was the second race recently where I've been out-kicked in the final stretch. At the Corvallis Fall Festival 5K, a woman in my division came flying out of nowhere to beat me by 5 seconds. Ouch.
Overall, I loved this race. I love the ease, simplicity, route, seeing a school benefit... It's very well done and with a cap of 1,000 participants total, I can see word spreading about this fast and flat course and it's popularity increasing. I think it already has after Runner's World profiled it. Next year I'll need to be sure to sign up as soon as they open for registration!
Official finish time: 1:44:26
Pace: 7:59
Division Place: 5
However, I'm taking this race off my own watch. I killed my previous best and am super happy with my efforts, even if the official time doesn't reflect it. New PR for me!
Cascade Half Marathon: 1:41:14
Pace: 7:47
Fuel Notes: one GU gel 10 minutes before race start, one ShotBlock around mile 7, no water
Wednesday, January 01, 2014
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