BQ or bust!

I ran a seven mile marathon pace run yesterday morning. MPace is around 8:45 to make a time of 3:49:00. That would give me 1:59 to spare to make a Boston Qualifying (BQ) time to run Boston in 2008.

It was my last “hard” training run before the marathon, which is now nine days away (shiver). It’s all easy running at reduced mileage from now until race day.

The run went very well. I did a mile easy, two miles at MPace, a mile easy and another two at MPace followed by…yes…a mile easy. I found it a bit difficult to run slower during the rest mile inbetween the hard ones, which I took as a good sign. The pace felt natural and comfortably challenging, if that makes sense. I even deliberately did it in heavier shoes so I’ll feel like Tinkerbell come the 25th.

I still have no clue if I can hold that pace for 26+ miles, but I’m going to try. Now I just have to pray for a windless, rainless and heatless race day.

And if it doesn’t work out, I get another chance to try in late May in Burlington, Vermont.

Today’s haiku

Hop hopping robins
Buds and temperature swings
Harbingers of spring

Back from the dead

Sheesh. It’s been nearly a month and a half since my last post. So it’s time to do some catching up.

We spent about 10 days in Sedona, Arizona visiting family and, among other things, running in the half marathon there. If you’re looking for a truly tough race, do the Sedona Marathon or Half Marathon. It’s not only the hardest race I’ve ever run, it’s probably the hardest run I’ve ever run. It’s hills, hills, hills — mostly up. And at 4500 feet, which isn’t easy for those of us who live at sea level.

Still, despite the challenge, I was happy with my time: 2:08:29 and 12th in my age/gender group. Jonathan flew over the hills and took home a lovely age group award — second in his pack. And it’s an extremely scenic run — beautiful red rocks all around. But, given the course, I often had to remind myself to look around and enjoy the scenery.

Before the race, we were treated to free myofascial massages from a family member who does them. I think it helped, because my shins were much better during the race and beyond (popping ibuprofen like candy didn’t hurt either).

In fact, the shinsplints have nearly disappeared. I think the massage helped (and I think my muscles, tendons and connective tissues finally just started getting used to the increased training demands). But the primary reason I suspect they’re going away is that I’ve been losing weight. I’ve lost close to 10 pounds in the last six or so weeks. With each pound I lose, the shins become less and less of a problem.

So, the past two weeks or so have been the first time I’ve run relatively pain free since November. And I’ve been reminded of how pleasurable running is when you’re not in pain! I’m also running faster on my easy and long runs than I was in training, so I’m feeling more confident about my chances in the upcoming More Marathon (13 days away). Last week started my taper, so now I’m just trying to get used to not running 45+ miles a week.

I was training for a 3:50:00 marathon, but since the training didn’t go well due to the shin problems, I lowered my expectations to feeling lucky if I can do it under 4:00:00. Now that I’m running normally again (and carrying less weight), I’m trying to gauge my chances for hitting my original goal time. I’ll probably split the difference: go out conservatively and see how I feel after the first 6-10 miles, then pick it up if I can. The course in Central Park isn’t exactly flat (big hills at the northern end of the park — but only for the first half of the race), but it’s also not horrible. I guess I’ll just see how it goes on race day.

Absent but still running

Haven’t posted much of late. It’s been very, very busy on the work front. I’ve been continuing to nurse my shin splint. I took four days off last week after limping through a mile.

During the hiatus I continued to ice, stretch and strengthen. It seems to have helped. On Wednesday morning I did the first of three 22 mile training runs. Inside on the treadmill, unfortunately. It snowed on already icy streets overnight on Tuesday. Thank god for podcasts, since I’d otherwise go insane running inside for close to four hours.

I finished up the last few miles of the run at my best attempt at marathon pace. I couldn’t hold that pace without going up to about 90% max heart rate, though, which worries me a bit. I need to be able to run that pace at around 86% consistently to be able to make it through 26 miles. So, while I know I’m becoming fitter in terms of my muscles, I’m still worried that I’m not fit enough in terms of lactate threshold to run the pace I want to in late March. I’ve got around seven weeks left until then, so I’ll keep at it.

I run a half marathon a week from tomorrow, which I’m really looking forward to. I’m not sure how I’ll run it yet. I may try to run the thing at marathon pace. Or I may try to race it, which would have me going about 20 seconds per mile fast than MP. What I want to run and what I can run are, unfortunately, two separate things. It may turn out that I’ll be lucky to run it at MP. We’ll see how I feel…

The rocky road to healing

So this morning was my experiment in trail running to help with my persistent shin splint. I went back to my local equestrian center, which is attached to a county park, and hit the trails for my first ever trail run.

After three days of total rest, icing and stretching I was finally able to run almost pain-free. My stabbing pain has been reduced to a very mild ache. By the end of the run it was gone. The leg still feels good about seven hours later.

I learned a few things today. For one thing, the trail where I ran must be quite muddy during other times of the year. Stretches of it consisted of heavily rutted frozen ground. I’m not sure I would want to come back and run it after a day or two of rain. Another thing I discovered is that you can’t go as fast. I covered 17 miles in 3:15. On our local paved path I can normally cover 20 miles in that time. I think you must work harder too, since I was wiped afterwards, and my watch says I burned 2000 calories, which is what it said I burned on my last 20 miler. I took a 1.5 hour nap when I got in too, which I don’t usually need to do.

I saw four or five other runners, including a kid in an Iona track suit who was flying along. Ah, to be 20 again…

And a few friendly walkers with friendly dogs. And one guy ambling along on a horse and wearing a huge white cowboy hat, which was Today’s Striking Image.

I really enjoyed the run and given the fact that for the first time in nearly three weeks I’m not aware of my right leg, I’d say the combination of semi-extended rest and a day on softish ground was a success. I’ll probably do my next long run there for good measure.

Since I’m a resource-a-holic, here’s a link to the American Trail Running Association’s Web site.

Water, water everywhere

Or, rather, on my back! Yes, I’ve purchased more running gear. This time, it’s a Camelbak hydration pack — the Dream. Made just for women.

Backcountry.com got so excited about it, they forgot all about using apostrophes: “The CamelBak Dream is an ideal womens road cycling or trail running hydration pack. Low profile, ergonomic and light, you wont even know the CamelBak Dream is on your back.”

Well, we’ll see about that. It weighs 4 lbs when filled with water. I think I’ll notice having the equivalent of a Purdue Oven Stuffer Roaster strapped to my back while running.

I’m not sure if I’ll try it out tomorrow. It’s probably overkill since I’ll be running by the car multiple times, and there’s no reason to put extra weight on my legs unnecessarily. They have enough to contend with, with my big fat ass, as it is.

Trail mix

I went and checked out a local trail to run on earlier today. It’s actually an equestrian path (and it was full of horse shit, ha ha!), but I know at least one person runs on it because I could see his running shoe prints (or hers, if she’s an amazon) in the snow.

Apart from the heavily rutted bits, it’s an easy path as far as trails go. Not a lot of roots, rocks or other hazards. The weird thing is that it runs right along a major thruway — you can see cars whizzing by through the trees — yet it’s very quiet and peaceful. I even saw a curious deer about 20 feet away from me when I checked out the first half mile or so earlier. Best of all, it’s a five minute drive from my house.

I’m going to try running it tomorrow, since my I don’t want to take my leg out on 20 miles of pavement, nor can I stand the idea of spending several hours inside on the treadmill. The run can be two loops — one is about 1.5 miles, the other is about 4.5 miles. That’s certainly short enough to enable me to cut the run short if my leg is really bothering me again. And the ground is primarily dirt, grass, pine needles, gravel and other forgiving matter.

Full report on this grand experiment to follow.

My stupid leg

This shinsplint business is getting really old. I’ve been running in pain for a few weeks now. That progressed to also walking in pain. This is not good.

So I’ve backed off this week. I last ran on Wednesday. Won’t run again until Sunday. I’m supposed to do a 20 miler on Sunday, but I’ll see how it goes. I may try to do it on the treadmill (yick — 3+ hours) to save my legs. If I’m still screwed up on Sunday, I’m considering taking an entire week off.

It’s still the right side primarily. It gets better, then worse, then better, etc. What I have learned is that I seem to have a fairly high pain threshold, which I never realized. But I don’t want to have a high pain threshold. I’d rather have no pain.

I’ve been icing, elevating, compressing and stretching religiously over the past few days. That seems to have helped. But, boy, is this frustrating.

I have a half marathon coming up in a three weeks. I hope this clears up by then.

If it’s Tuesday it must be Austria

Something to train for: The Trans-Alpine Run

Perhaps in 2008? 2009? Would my legs ever be ready for something like this?

I read someplace that there is talk about a Trans-Rockies Run in the States. But then you wouldn’t get the homemade spaetzel.

Black panties

My sister kindly gave me a gift certificate to one of my favorite money pits, Title 9 Sports, for Christmas. After recently running 18 miles in cotton underwear, I decided to cross the final frontier of running gear: running underwear.

Now I am the proud owner of six pairs of wicking, seamless running panties.

On the seven mile test drive this morning they (well, I was just wearing one pair, but you know what I mean) were great! No chafing, bunching or general misbehaving.

Tomorrow is my first 20 miler, so that should be an even better test.

In other news, the training continues to go well. I’m still bugged by stupid shin pain, but it’s getting slowly better. More after tomorrow’s 20 miler, which I’m trying not to think too much about.