Saturday, April 4, 2015
If you have been reading this blog closely in the last few weeks, you know that the title is not merely a race time. It's THE race time because now Markus has no further excuses to stay away from this place. When I started out, I asked him to re-join our Mzungo blog to write on his training and racing. We both plan to race NYC Marathon this fall and the Mzungo blog is supposed to serve as motivation. Just like back in 2009 when we got ready for our Iten, Kenya trip.
"Run a sub 37 10k and I'm in."
Funny that it seemed such an easy thing to do at the time. He clearly gauged my fitness better than I did though (unless he was certain that I can't even run that).
Was I happy with my race? No, of course not. In 2010 I ran this race in 33:10. You are right when you say that I was five years younger and actually trained at the time. Enough already.
I did, however, try a new pre race warmup: I played PacMan in Central Park p/b Google Maps. Worked like a charm.
If you want to read more from middle aged guys trying to defy nature (read: run a reasonable marathon), jump over to my buddy Sean's new blog. He's training for the Chicago Marathon and actually provides some data on his running "regime". He's also the founder of Central Park Coaching so you might learn a thing or two. You can find him here.
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
I was certain that I already wrote about my NYC Half "race" here. Turns out I didn't. Let's start with the facts for those of you who don't want to skim through the whole thing in search for the result:
Yes, I didn't even break 1:20 and that depressed me. As I said earlier, it will take a great day to go sub 1:20 but - alas - hope dies last. Truth is that 1:21 is very much in line with my training. The good - and bad - about running is still that WYSIWYG (who remembers this from back in the 90s? Google it, youngster.).
Conditions were near perfect apart from a headwind on the second half but as a cyclist, I know how to draft off a meaty dude. It is, however, a new experience for me to run with so many women. While I generally enjoy their company, having them in my group isn't great. Women who run that pace are at elite amateur level and their race is more important than any dudes' race at the same speed. Consequently, I do my best to stay out of their way. While I mostly succeed in that, a hilly course can be tough because my weight and height favor me on the downhill and are detrimental uphill. You can see the yo-yo effect there because we all have to even effort our race.
So between trying to not piss off a lady and crying along the way because what used to feel like 5:45s now was 6:10s, I finished a fairly even paced race. Only on the last mile I ran a bit out of energy which isn't a surprise because I usually only run 6-8 miles per run and 40 miles per week.
I followed up the race with almost a week off thanks to racing GFNY Barcelona. Now I'm heading into the Scotland 10k (one loop in Central Park) having done - again - barely any proper training. I did one tempo run to be precise. Not sure where I'm going from here. I hope I can do another 4 miler before summer and European cycling hits me. "You're never going to break 2:40 again," Lidia said yesterday and - damn - she's right. Not because I can't but because I'm half assing this running thing. I'm still bullish about August to October but it's the level I arrive there which will ultimately determine my marathon fate.
Update on Markus: he remains steadfast about that sub37 10k. I think he really is only scared to put his name on something that doesn't have many readers. I OTOH value each of you 23 readers.
Friday, March 13, 2015
Put anyone on this picture in the position to actually have a shot at winning a race and all that "doing my best to grow" crap is going out the window. We say things like that because we don't have choice - or chance. We say it to stay motivated and look for bigger reasons. Competitions are created to satiate our instincts to beat someone (if you ever won a race, you know that it feels fucking awesome).
I'm running the NYC Half this Sunday. Based on my current fitness, I'll have to be happy with breaking 1:20 which would put me exactly at my desired marathon pace for this year in November at the NYC Marathon. Frightening.
But that's when everything goes right because even sub 1:20 seems a bit of a stretch right now. I haven't been running much and only a couple of runs were uptempo. One excuse is the cold weather. The other is work but that doesn't really count. The result is not mainly lack of fitness but rather excess of weight that crept back on once I left the tropics. This frigid BS called winter makes my body ramp up fat reserves faster than I can eat. At least that's what I'm telling myself.
I'll give it everything I got.
I'm just not sure yet if that is quite something at all.
Friday, February 27, 2015
Here is the thing though: while I don't like cold and snow, it's easier to run in. I know I wouldn't get any sympathy from you (and I shouldn't) but try running in 90F and report back to me.
Either way, my NYC season opener Coogan's 5k (or whatever they call it now) is not going to happen to me. Temperature will be around 20F with a feel of likely in the teens. While these are reasonable temperatures to race in, they're not for me right now. With the wait in the cold and racing on cold legs, chances are higher for me to get sick or injured. And I don't feel like either just two weeks before the NYC Half Marathon.
But then again: what chances do you have not to get sick coming from the tropics and diving into a metropolis at the height of illnesses with a son in daycare to top it off?
Saturday, February 21, 2015
If I miss a very early morning run here in Puerto Rico, I won't run all day. It's too hot. I'll go for a bike ride instead. This means I run about 4 times a week, max. an hour per run, which is weak. My overall fitness is definitely on the rise though thanks to riding and swimming.
A couple of days ago I couldn't get myself to run 400s on the track at 6am. By the time I got there, it was 10am and 90F. It took me two months to somewhat get used to this (beautiful!) heat so I even managed 8 reps. Legs were still shot from an 85 mile bike race with 9000 feet of climbing I did last Sunday. Funny enough my running has helped my cycling because I am more careful with body weight. I even won the race. Granted, competition was weak but a win is a win. Would be funny if my focus this year would be about running and yet I actually perform well in cycling and not running. 25 years of endurance training and no end to learning. Only constant is change.
Meanwhile my right leg is at 95% which is probably as good as it will ever be. I stretch and roll daily for 10 minutes which makes me proud.
All good things (read: summer weather) come to an end. Tuesday I'm headed to the Arctic FKA NYC. Sunday March 1 the legendary Coogans 5k is on the menu. It's likely going to be so cold that I won't be able to run in my racing flats because they have too many holes in the upper and, hence, are too cold.
If weather is your only concern...
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Monday, February 9, 2015
The San Blas Half Marathon in Coamo, Puerto Rico is the race that would be held if there was a half marathon in hell.
Take the Boston Marathon.
Now cut out all flat parts until you have the hilliest half of the race left.
Now take that course and inflate the climbs and descents by 100%. The longest consecutive climb is 8k long and up to 15% steep. What goes up, must come down.
Take the hottest Boston Marathon in history and add 10F.
Make sure the humidity is above 90%.
Take all spectators at Boston and cram them into half the distance.
Now imagine the drunk college guys on the Boston course.
Those are the 10 sober people at San Blas.
Take the loudest band or music along the course in Boston.
Double up their volume and spread it along the course.
Think about camping out the night before Boston Marathon to get a good viewing spot? In San Blas, you better be there Friday already.
That pretty much sums up the race. In short, we (my wife and I) had a blast despite being late for that start because we left late, had a vomiting son on the way to the race and the start being 30 mins. earlier than announced on the race registration website. To date I have not found a start time on the race website itself.
I ran 1:25, a whopping 11 min. above my PR but I’m happy. The elites were about 4 min. above their PR so 5-6min. is ok for me. 1:19/1:20 shape sounds about right. I’ll get that down to 1:18 by NYC Half. My injured right leg held up decently. It was definitely getting tighter towards the end but having to run so much downhill was quite the strain.
Saturday, February 7, 2015
That track session last week set me back again a bit. My right leg is still only 90%. Apart from a few steady 1 hour runs, I could only muster one 20 min tempo since.
It’s mostly because of the heat though. Even after 5 weeks I find running in the tropics very challenging. We have one absolutely amazing course out here just a 20 min. drive from our place. It’s on an abandoned navy base by the sea. There is still a bit of military left and also some construction going on but it’s mostly used for recreation. The whole area is about 8 by 4 miles. It’s huge. The coolest part is a road that leads over a small dam to an island where the navy used to hold bomb tests. No cars can get there because of a fence. There are a runner and a couple of fishermen that sneak past the fence regularly. And so do we.
The island is hilly and the sun blasts all out on it. Even early morning temperatures are at 85F. And that’s in the shade of which there is none. So most of my runs are just 60 minutes of getting it done. I’ll bring my camera next time to take some pictures.
Thankfully, I also ride three times a week for 2-3 hours - and swim! Sport for me has always been more exploration than training. I don’t use any electronics and try to vary the courses I run and ride as much as possible. I’m sometimes (and definitely more in the past) motivated by achieving time goals in races but if my sport becomes pure training, I lose the fun of it. Running and even more so cycling have always allowed me to play with where I go. Swimming in a pool? Boring. Back when I was a triathlete, I diligently did my 4-5 swims per week, varying the workout as much as possible each time. For a few years I lived by a lake and swam quite a lot there, mostly in a wetsuit because it was the closest I got to experience the same freedom as in running and riding.
Ever since I stopped competing in triathlon, I completely stopped swimming. I make an exception if I am somewhere at an ocean that is 80F warm. Pure bliss. I'd every day.
Here in Fajardo is a public outdoor pool that is not used by anyone apart from two sisters who come in the morning. I know this because the pool has a sign in sheet (free entry). It’s beautiful (the pool, not the sheet). It’s warm. Yes, in that I swim again.
Sunday we’re heading over to the San Blas Half Marathon. I’m happy that I can run it but it won’t be a race for me.
A 4.30pm (yes PM) start time is about the worst for me because I feel much better running on an empty stomach but it is what it is. I sure don’t mind the hilly course or the heat because they will make the race.