It’s Boston Marathon Day! As a runner, it is always an exciting day, made even more special by the events of last year, as runners, spectators, and everyone involved come together to prove that we are too strong to be scared away by a few crazy monsters.
I’d like to send my best to all participants, in particular my “in real life” friends as well as my social media and blogging friends as they take up the challenge of the Boston Marathon. Those friends include Dottie, who, at 49 is an accomplished Ironman, with an 11:22 at Canada a few years ago, and who will be running her first Boston. There is also Marina, who at age 48 was the second oldest woman ever to qualify and run in the Olympic Trials in 2000. In Boston in 1994, she ran what was then her personal best 2:48:06. At age 62, she recently finished the Palm Springs Half Marathon in 1:40:58.
Good luck to Dottie, Marina, and to everyone who will be attacking Heartbreak Hill today!
My plan for my long run on Sunday was to use Boston, the experience, the runners, the history, to inspire me to run a strong 18 miles. Did it work? Well…keep reading and find out.
Life update sounds a little dramatic, especially considering nothing exceptionally exciting happened in my life during the week. Work, in spite of being on the downside of our busy season is still a little crazy. I had a committee meeting on Tuesday, my direct boss, who’s the Western Regional Director for my company WTS International, came out on Friday, and Saturday was our member appreciation party, so I was kept pretty busy.
On the home front, you may have noticed that in the last couple weeks I’ve cut back my blogging to three days a week. It is hard, but I feel that with my crazy busy life posting on three days only (with an occasional fourth day thrown in) ensures that I can keep up the quality of my writing and not just throw things together to make sure that I have a daily post. When things calm down a bit, I may post more often, but for now it just feels really good not to have the pressure to keep up.
So, a few things from the week.
When I ran the Ragnar Relay, I made one purchase, a necklace. I may have bought more, but the lines were so long that I just didn’t want to wait. One thing caught my eye though, and I ordered it last week for $5. It arrived a couple days ago and I think it was the best thing I could buy to remember my experience.
I also had a well deserved pedicure. I discovered after he took off my old polish, that the nail on my middle tow is pretty black and looks like it isn’t going to make it too much longer (no pictures, sorry). In fact, the color I had picked was to light to cover it up, so I asked my nail tech to pick a similar but darker color. I like it a lot because it matches my new car.
Also during the week I made one of my favorite spicy seitan dishes ever. The recipe will be coming soon, but in the meantime, doesn’t this make your mouth water? Chipotle-spiced seitan, with avocado. So delicious.
In other important news, Buddy and Coco both got a much needed haircut. They were both given a “poodle cut,” and now really look like brother and sister.
As for my other training, I managed two strength workouts (teaching my class) and four runs. I am still having a hard time increasing the distance on my midweek runs, and I had to work on Saturday, so that run was a bust too. So basically, I ran one mile on Tuesday, three miles on Wednesday, and two miles on Saturday. Not exactly marathon training gold.
I also managed only the minimum on the Spring into Yoga Challenge. Again, I’m doing it, but with my schedule and the feeling of “squeezing it in,” I find myself only able to manage 10-15 minutes of relaxing/restorative yoga. Yes, it is better than no yoga at all, but I’d hoped by this time to be back in the swing of things.
Finally, that Boston-Inspired long run? Well, I got it done. It wasn’t pretty though. Alan and I got a late start, about 7:00, which is just too late when the weather is going to warm up to the mid-90s.
Everything was fine for the first 10 miles. I really did think of the Boston Marathon, and tried to use those thoughts to keep me on track. After all, I had only 18 miles to run, not 26.2.
When we hit our turn around point at mile 10, it was starting to get a little warm. Almost immediately after our turn, I started to feel a little lightheaded, which either means I need to eat something or might be the onset of my exercise induced asthma. I ate my second Reload gel, and I did start to feel a little better. I was almost out of water though, so I stopped by one of the country club guardhouses, and they let me fill up my bottle.
I was getting slower and slower, and Alan was gradually getting farther and farther ahead of me, even after I tried a tip I learned at my RRCA Coaching Certification class: When you feel really tired, instead of running slower, try running faster instead. It felt pretty good. For about one minute. Then I fell back into my slow trot.
When we got to our last stop, where we had a chance to refill our bottles, use the bathroom, and generally freshen up, the asthma kicked in for real. I got so dizzy I had to sit down, use my inhaler, and basically wish I was just around the corner from home. No luck with that one though, we were still four and a half miles away.
As I stood up, I was still so dizzy that I knew I couldn’t run quite yet. I urged Alan to go ahead, even though he didn’t want to leave me, figuring that at least he could get home and come back with the car. He finally agreed, and he headed off with me slowly walking behind.
After walking for a couple minutes, I could feel the dizziness subside, so I started running again. I kept up a mostly running, some walking cycle for the rest of the run. Alan did beat me home, but not by much, and he didn’t have to pick me up.
It truly was one of the hardest training runs I’ve ever completed. When I got home (after sitting for a while), I drank two bottles of coconut water, but still didn’t even have the energy to make a smoothie. Instead, I lay down for about a half hour, then dragged myself back to the kitchen and made that smoothie. Then I went back to bed for a while.
So that was my week. Not exactly Boston inspired as I’d hoped. Oh, while I was looking up the links for this post I “just happened” to check out the qualifying times for the Boston Marathon. I have never run it, though I used to qualify frequently. Then I hurt my knee, and I just couldn’t seem to make it anymore. Anyway, I found that Alan and I have the same qualifying time, 4:10. I think it is a little out of my reach right now, but we’ll see.
How was your week? Will you (or did you, depending on when you read this post) watch the Boston Marathon? Have you run it yourself?