Monday, May 22, 2017

Eugene Marathon 2017

Nine marathons in the books (I had to go back and count). It's been two weeks now since I finished the Eugene Marathon and I'm already starting to think about what's next. But for now, let's get to the race recap. 

The Before
For all intense purposes, race week was what it was intended to be in terms of running. My mileage was significantly lighter and only one run with the team on Tuesday night that included a few miles at race pace and a few 1 minute pick-ups.  I walked during the stroller run and I skipped my strength training. All good.

Believe me, that hasn't always been the case. There've been marathons where I showed up sore to the start line because I wouldn't give up strength training.

But there were other aspects of race week that weren't what they should have been. My race week sleep was crap. Coincidentally, Henry had popped his last pacifier on Sunday or Monday of that week, so we decided "what the heck, let's try weaning him cold turkey!" 

That, plus the little guy got a cold midweek resulted in a few nights of rough sleep where I was up with him for an hour or so in the middle of the night. And on other nights where I should have been in bed by 9:00 p.m., I just wasn't. And then we had a busy weekend on Friday and Saturday at the running store and our race expo booth.

To top it all off, when I got home from work on Saturday afternoon, Henry had decided to climb fall out of his crib for the first time during nap and proceeded not to nap. This led to an afternoon and evening of tantrum city and us throwing in the towel and giving him the paci back.

Someone passed out HARD on a short car ride downtown that eve

By Saturday night, my throat was a bit raw and sore and I was tired. I did my best to put my compression socks on and lay with my legs up the wall for 20 minutes that night and got to bed around 10:30.

Sunday morning, my throat didn't feel any worse for wear and decided that a sore throat wouldn't bring me down. I felt pretty good otherwise, so planned to just ignore it.

Race morning sunrise. Not too shabby.

The During
I did my prerace nutrition and routine at home with a little Jasyoga race day meditation and warm up, UCAN superstarch drink, peanut butter toast and banana. Around 5:45 a.m. I drove to the race to meet up with the team for warm ups at 6:15 and then the 7:00 a.m. start.

My goal was to run ~3:45 marathon with my A goal: 3:40, B goal: 3:50 and C goal: 4:00 or under.

Feeling pretty good and ready to go, with perfect chilly, but sunny conditions (it was about 38F at the start), we were off.

Miles 1-8, I felt pretty strong. I had started between the 3:45 and 4:00 pacers and was clocking times of 8:30s-8:40s and was running comfortably, but not easy. Once we were up and over the hill at mile 8, I was excited to move on to the next part of the race that would take us along the river and into Springfield. Mile splits 1-8: 8:52, 8:32, 8:28, 8:37, 8:34, 8:38, 8:27, 8:30

Miles 9-10, I noticed that it just started feeling a little harder to keep up my current pace. I tried to tell myself to just relax, but I also didn't want to back off the pace. At this point in the race, the half marathoners turn and the marathoners keep on going into Springfield where the course gets pretty sparse with spectators. Mile splits 9-10: 8:53, 8:34

Somewhere between mile 10-13, out of nowhere it seemed, my right knee started having shooting pains from what felt like a tight IT band tugging on it with every stride. It sort of caught me off guard because I hadn't dealt with any IT band issues through training, only hip tightness (but also on the right side).

It was the kind of pain that made it impossible to keep my stride as it was and maintain an 8:30-8:40 pace. So, I gradually slowed down. My splits show that I actually managed to keep my average pace under 9 minutes until mile 19, but it definitely didn't feel like that! Mile splits 11-18: 8:46, 8:50, 8:53, 8:47, 8:57, 8:53, 8:55, 8:50

Miles 19-26.2
As you might know, the race in a marathon doesn't really start until mile 20 where your reserves are getting low, your brain feels a bit fuzzy and your legs are just plain tired. For me, the last six miles were all about maintaining a decent pace and willing myself not to walk. Mile splits 19-21: 9:20, 9:27, 9:54

When I realized I'd finish far behind my goal (of 3:45 or so), it took some serious mental toughness not to just walk whenever I felt like it. Mile splits 22-24: 10:30, 10:16, 9:29

But, I told myself things like at mile 22, you can't walk until mile 23 and then you can walk for a minute. The few times I stopped to walk, it was only for 15-20 seconds. When all was said and done, I probably walked 1-2 minutes total of the race. And oddly enough, somewhere in the last few miles, I noticed my shooting knee pain dissipate.

Focused on getting to the line

I managed to haul it into Hayward Field at a good clip with the incentive of beating that 4:00 hour finish time. I clocked in at 3:59:28. While it wasn't one of my proudest or strongest marathons, it was one I worked hard for and had put a lot of training into. Mile splits 25-26: 10:22, 9:25

The Aftermath
No matter the time on the clock, it always hurts a bit to have an outcome that's not indicative of the work you put into something. As I hobbled around the finish area, I said more than once to others that I think I might be retired from the marathon.

And yet, the next day, as I started to feel some of that pain ease up, I thought "Maybe if I could fix this IT band issue, I could run another one in a few months and better my time?" Ha. Typical marathoner status.

When I did some mental prep and meditation for this race, I found that the reason I wanted a strong outcome from this race was to show myself that I could come back after three years of pregnancy, caring for an infant and now toddler around the clock and still run strong. That somehow I hadn't lost all of my running mojo despite living on less sleep and having a changed body that's a little more soft (and ahem, saggy), widened hips, etc.

But if I'm being honest, this race taught me a few things. Race week sleep matters, but sometimes can't be protected. #kids And, maybe it's okay if my story ISN'T one of "I had a baby and I came back 10x stronger!". The fact is, we can't always perform at our best if we're lacking in other areas. Bottom line is, I still managed to train for and run a marathon.

What Could I Have Done Differently?
In the past two weeks I've reflected on the race a bit more and wondered what I could have done differently to prevent the knee issue or simply be stronger overall. The tendon on my outer left ankle (opposite of the right knee) has been swollen and very painful these past two weeks and I assume it's a result of altering my stride during the race because of the knee pain.

Besides more sleep and less time on my feet, I think I could have started a bit slower, aiming for 9:00 pace to really let myself warm up slowly for the first 3-6 miles. But who knows if that would have helped or not.

Beyond that, I noticed that the major differences between this training cycle and in 2012-2013 (when I was running my fastest) was that I haven't been taking yoga classes regularly or doing the HIIT training I was doing a lot of back then. And, in 2012 I was running and racing a LOT.

It's ultimately a lack of time. It's rare that I'm able to make it to a class these days, but there's still a lot I can do at home. As I'm stepping back in mileage now, I'll be adding both of these back into my regular routine to improve my overall strength and work on imbalances. Despite how the race went for me, I'm really happy I joined the Run Hub training team for this cycle as it kept me focused and motivated to work hard every week. And, it was really nice to feel like part of a team during those Tuesday night workouts.

So there you have it! As far as what's next, I'm looking forward to running some shorter races this summer and maybe training for a half marathon in the fall.

What's on your summer plan for racing or fitness? Happy Monday! 

Saturday, May 6, 2017

Marathon Training: Week 11

So, the week after Peterson Ridge Rumble was both a recovery week and my highest mileage week, clocking 49 miles of total training. Getting the legs back in regular working condition was harder than I remembered. I guess it's rare that I've done multiple races close together in a training cycle. Alas, I felt sluggish most of the week, so here goes!

Monday - 1.5 mile walk // My legs weren't as bad on Monday when I woke up as they were on Sunday after the race, so I was thankful for that. Because we stayed in Sisters an extra night, we spent that day in Bend getting coffee, taking H to the kids section of the public library, going to a playground and grabbing lunch. It was nice to hang out in Bend, but keeping things low key.

Tuesday - 3 easy miles @ 9:54 avg // I purposely kept this run really easy to help the legs get back up to speed.

"Enjoying"  the cold bath at ReCharge

*My boss got me a gift certificate to 10 passes at ReCharge where you can use the compression boots, ice bath, infrared sauna and foam rolling tools. This afternoon I had a babysitter come in the afternoon so I could get a little recovery in.

Wednesday - 8.25 miles split up in 2 runs, 9:30 avg // Wednesdays I help lead the stroller run from the store, but also had 8 miles on my schedule, so needed to run a shorter run first thing in the morning prior to the stroller run. Again, I just kept these runs nice and easy.

Thursday - 7 miles, speed workout: 3 x 1200m/800m repeats @ tempo-5K pace (splits: 5:28, 3:28, 5:30, 3:37, 5:31, 3:21) // The rest of our team was assigned The Michigan workout, but because of the race, coach suggested the two of us who did Peterson Ridge, do shorter speed work to try to help flush out any residual soreness and not add too much load. It's always weird not running the same intervals that everyone else is, but it was still nice to be on the track with familiar faces.

Friday - 5.2 miles @ 10:11 avg // My legs were clearly still not recovered from the race + took a beating from the previous nights' speed work.

Saturday - 5.4 miles @ 9:00 avg // Because my legs still needed the recovery time and Pete worked on Saturday, my long run was moved to Sunday. In order to get all my miles in this week, there were a lot of early mornings, even through the weekend.

While I like mornings, I wouldn't mind another hour of sleep. ;) But I also LOVE running through town with almost zero cars on the road.

I took every opportunity on this run to notice all the tulips.

Easter Sunday - 20 miles @ 9:15 avg // Welp, this wasn't my best planning ever. Ahem, Easter Sunday. I sort of spaced the fact that I had to do 20 miles AND go to family brunch an hour a way that morning. So, I was up and pounding the pavement by 6:00 a.m. Off!

But again, the streets were quiet and I felt pretty good considering I was running 20 miles that morning. I'll admit that 9:15's felt a lot harder than I would have liked, but I'm reminding myself that those miles were also done on pretty tired legs.

What else? 
As we're now only four days a matter of hours (!) from the Eugene Marathon, I'm trusting that this week of high mileage on tired legs is going to help me out on race day.

Last week, my phone reminded me that five years ago on April 29, the manfriend got down on one knee at the end of the Eugene Marathon course. It was my best marathon ever and I missed my BQ by 33 seconds, but it was all okay in the end.

I'm just hoping that I feel nearly as strong as I did during that race. I remember the first half feeling easy at my goal pace. I purposely held back even when I felt like I could go faster, until the halfway point, at which I started picking up the pace and passing people.

Around mile 20 it started really hurting and my brain got fuzzy so I sort of let that BQ dream go, but kept running. And when I hit mile 23, my friend Chris was there waiting for me (not planned out) and he ran me to the finish. I stuck as close as I could to him and without him, I honestly would have just jogged those last few miles in.

Mile 24-25

And finally, finishing on Hayward Field.

Exhaustion. Disappointment. Confusion. Proposal. YES.

So while I know Sunday's story won't be anything like 2012, I hope to feel strong and remember that girl. 2012 was a BIG mileage year. I raced a lot and ran fast that year. Someday, I'll find my way back to her, but right now, I'm happy with being strong and fit enough to run a marathon.

Okay, g'night, sleep tight! Hope you're having a fantastic weekend! 

Let's just say we are experiencing what I hope life with a two year old is not always about. Tantrum city over here. Pray for us. Mama and daddy are tired. ;)