Monday, October 24, 2005
I'm all about objectivity. It's all in the numbers.
In iron-distance events, in highly objective terms, "to finish is to win". So crossing the finish line and doing the distance, while meeting the swim (2:20), bike (10:15), and total (17:00) cutoffs and earning a medal, is to earn the name Ironman. That's a victory for anyone who accomplishes it. Period. That would be my primary goal in any Ironman triathlon.
But at the same time, I'm interested (just for curiosity's sake) to see how fast the people in my category did the course. It is a race, after all.
What would it take to be "above average"?
Clydesdale women 40 & over, median -1 performance:
2004: Swim: 1:25:08, Bike: 7:00:24, Run: 5:20:34 Total: 15:03:27
2003: Swim: 2:07:29, Bike: 6:46:00, Run: 6:12:50 Total: 15:30:59
2002: Swim: 1:17:16, Bike: 5:55:08, Run: 4:23:31 Total: 11:53:42 whoa!
Women 45-49, median -1 performance:
2004: Swim: 1:44:43, Bike: 7:01:17, Run: 5:11:41, Total: 14:14:59
2003: Swim: 1:41:36, Bike: 6:39:22, Run: 4:31:05, Total: 13:13:48
2002: Swim: 1:56:10, Bike: 6:41:22, Run: 5:10:15, Total: 14:00:02
Jeez. Those are some fast women. Impressive performances! That seem right now, by the way, totally out of reach for this old body. I think I'm scaring myself. I also think it would be very wise to wait until I age up a group or two, and get an IM finish or two under my belt, before I even consider looking at those median age group times again! I'm kind of surprised how much spread there is in those numbers, as well. They're not as clear-cut as I had hoped - between 11:53 and 15:30 is a gigantic spread. I'll be watching the 2005 Ironman Florida results with interest to see how fast the competitors do the course this year.
And for my buddies who are looking for the TRI-DRS email list and the DRS email list, they have been down since Friday and hopefully will be up and running again soon. I'm having major withdrawals! I miss my peeps!
I started a new Yahoo triathlon discussion group today as an emergency backup and place to post photos and use the calendar, etc., just in case TRI-DRS breaks again: Tri-talk. Anyone is welcome!
Sunday, October 23, 2005
For me, today was my special day.
Jeez. I've been riding in clipless pedals regularly ever since I got my new bike, Buttercup, way back in early March. I felt quite comfortable in them and had no problem clipping in and out, or so I thought.
I went out for a ride today in the nice cooler weather, and headed out down the peninsula for a dozen miles. I was doing great, staying down in the aerobars, feeling good. I even was able to take a water bottle out and get in a good drink even while staying in the aerobars. I thought that was slick. I thought I had finally gained some coordination. But no....
I came to my usual turnaround point, the little parking lot just before Knapps Narrows Bridge. I swung in there, slowed down, clipped out my right foot, came to a stop, and set down my right foot.
The only problem was that I (apparently) was leaning left at the time. And my left foot was still very, very firmly clipped in.
I had a sudden brilliant flash of clarity: there was absolutely, positively nothing that I could do.
In slow motion, I tipped over directly onto my left side, my knee and elbow hitting the asphalt in deliberate sequence with two terrific thuds.
I lay on the ground, pushed the bike off my leg, and finally twisted my left foot out of the pedal. I slowly extricated myself and gingerly stood up, and realized that I would have a couple of new painful bruises, but nothing was badly hurt except my pride (and some scuffed handlebar tape). Luckily nobody was in the parking lot but me.
I pedaled home slowly and with great humility.
I hope that I've successfully passed the initiation test, and we don't have to do that again.
I'm just hoping this means we'll have a nice fair-weather high following it up after the bad stuff passes by so that Holly has gorgeous weather next Sunday for the Marine Corps Marathon! I'll be doing 10-12 miles of it along with her, just for the fun of it. Can't wait!
Saturday, October 22, 2005
If this doesn't work, I'm bringing out the tactical nuclear warheads.
Yes, I've still got some bruising that has to resolve in my feet, and I know my tendons and ligaments and bones experienced some wear and tear during those 26.2 miles that will take a couple more weeks to fully heal - but I can still get back to doing some exercise! I've got another marathon to finish in just two weeks, and I need to stay on my toes for that!
So today I was back at the track, doing my usual mile repeats. It was partly flooded so I had to stick to the middle lane, so my miles were slightly long. I jogged it at an easy recovery pace:
Note: I'm posting updates on Linae's progress at the Great Floridian Triathlon half-ironman today as I receive them over on her blog. Go Linae!
Friday, October 21, 2005
I just don't know quite HOW yet.
* keeping the counters clean
* keeping the floors clean
* storing all food inside plastic
* taking out the garbage twice daily
* spraying deadly insecticide
* putting out ant traps
* putting out MORE ant traps
* cleaning with vinegar
* smashing them
* not smashing them
... and still they keep coming, and coming, and coming. Their little trails criss-cross my kitchen. They throw parties in my garbage can. They laugh at me. I'm just waiting for them to invite their friends, the cockroaches.
MAKE THEM STOP MAKE THEM STOP
There's always a bit of a psychological lull after a big event. I didn't consider Baltimore an "A" race, so I wasn't extremely psyched up for it going into it, so that helps - I'm on a fairly even keel coming out of it. But there's a hazard of getting into a real slump after a major event that has occupied your thoughts and training for a long time - like if I were Shelley or Ellie coming out of their huge iron-distance events I'd probably feel a bit lost and rudderless for a while! I've always called it PMD (Post-Marathon Depression) but maybe next year I'll be calling it PID: Post-Ironman Depression.
I tend to find that having another fun event scheduled as a followup and getting moving in that direction helps - so I'm glad I have the New York City Marathon to look forward to in another (gulp!) 16 days. Then after that I have the Goofy Challenge at Disneyworld in January. And so on, and so on.
I need to find or more probably, CREATE some swimming and biking milestone events in the next three months which will keep me equally motivated in my workouts in those disciplines!
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
If the management wimps out, I hope they just give you an extra week to taper!
The good news is that it weighs me at 3.2 pounds less than my old standby scale.
The very, very bad news is that it seems to think I have a whopping 11.3% more body fat than the tape measure method. Obviously Tanita is cruelly wrong.
I'm old and decrepit! I'm not going to do any serious runs or do my usual workout plan (right column) until I'm not a hurting puppy.
Here is part of my desperate teeth-gritted sprint for the finish line. At least it does look like I'm running - most of my race photos look like I'm walking, even when I'm not.
Here are the rest of them. It looks like I have gel drooled out from my flask and down my shirt in some of them, but I didn't, honest!
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Every long race is just training for the next, and I'll try to review and incorporate the new lessons in what works and doesn't work for me into my upcoming jaunt through the five boroughs of New York City.
Feet: I'm going to lose the usual one or two toenails, which is to be expected from running the downhills, and fine with me as long as they're all done doing whatever they're going to do before NY City Marathon. I got a couple of unusual blisters, but fortunately they didn't bother me during the race. Then all of a sudden when I was walking away from the finish line I thought I had a rock in my shoe next to my toe - but no, it was a toe blister! Ugh!
Shoes: My left instep is still quite bruised - it took a pounding from the stretchy triathlon shoelaces that I used and whooops! never adjusted quite properly. Lesson learned: too loose is better than too snug.
Clothing: My clothing worked great. No discomfort or chafing problems there. In slightly colder temperatures I may just throw a long-sleeved Coolmax shirt over the top that I can adjust or tie around my waist on the fly. Add a windproof technical vest and I'm good down to about 50 degrees. Rain - perish the thought.
Fluids and electrolytes: I also have to do some slight adjustments to my fluid and electrolyte intake during my next marathon. For Baltimore I took 10 Succeed caps in 6-7 hours (total 3440 mg sodium, 210 mg potassium) , and hydrated with a hand-held water bottle. The temperatures were actually somewhat lower than I believed during the race, and while I felt hot I must not have been sweating off as much sodium as I thought at the time. Based on some uncomfortable urinary symptoms, I think I ended up slightly dehydrated and/or hypernatremic at the end of the race. Lesson learned: Next time I need to be sure to get at least 20 ounces of water per Succeed cap, and after a summer of training dial back my normal intake rate (one per ~3 miles) a bit in the fall when the temperature drops below 80*F.
Energy: Another lesson learned: I need to use my largest gel flask during a marathon, and perhaps bring some Jolly Ranchers as a light weight backup! I ran out of my homemade gel at around mile 18-20, and relied on commercial gels distributed on course during the race after that. I still can't stomach them. One packet went from my mouth straight into a garbage can because I literally couldn't force myself to swallow it.
Pacing: I may never learn to run even splits in a marathon. Once again, even though I tried to go out slowly and comfortably, I came no where close to running a consistent pace per mile throughout the course. This time I spent about 47% of the time (2:50) before the halfway point, and 53% of the time (3:10) after the halfway point. This time my slowest miles were in the 20-21 range (but in other races it's been anywhere between mile 16 and 24). But although I was tired on the second half, I don't think I had a full-blown bonk like I have in some long races, but the downslope toward the end helped. I think I just need to keep nudging this in the positive direction and understand in my pacing plans that the second half of a marathon is still likely to take me as much as 20 minutes more than the first half. If not, great! I'm sure that more completed long-long runs would help even out the splits a bit and improve my second-half endurance.
Any other obvious lessons that I'm missing that should be slapping me in the face right about now?
I wouldn't know. I'm always in the back of the pack.
Another must-read site for newcomers (like me) to the New York City Marathon: Ron Horton's "Things I Wish I Knew The First Time I Ran NYCM". Thanks, Ron!
I guess I'm one of the jerks he's talking about, eh? I noted in my race report that I didn't see any closure notices along the course, and I think that might help the situation. It does significantly tie up traffic inside the city for a long period of time that day. I have heard, though, that they do contact people who live along the course directly by mail. The course map was published in the very newspaper this guy was writing to. And you can see some of the big banners that Mr. Cohen apparently did not here.
"On Sunday, The Sun had several articles on the Baltimore Marathon of the day before ("Antics keep wacky pace to long race," Oct. 16), and not one of them had a word about the horrendous traffic jams that the marathon caused this year, as it does every year. Thousands of cars were stopped or forced to endure bumper-to-bumper traffic for long periods because, once again, the city did not plan adequately for the event. Big banners should go up all over the city the day before the marathon, alerting drivers to stay off the roads. Those roads that are to be blocked should have signs warning drivers not to enter them. Better yet, the city should close Interstate 83 and confine the runners to it. Some of us have shopping and errands to do on Saturdays, and consider them more important than the desire of a bunch of jerks to run through the streets." -- Henry Cohen, Baltimore
Monday, October 17, 2005
I didn't get in my long-long runs before this race, and I train almost exclusively on the flat, so I was completely unsure how my body would react to the hilly course. I've been working on my biking and swimming more this year, so my running seemed to take a back seat. I was hoping that the cross-training would help carry me through. If not, this run would just serve as my last long run before the New York City Marathon three weeks from now.
They've changed the course every year they've offered this race, I think, so it's difficult to generalize, but I knew this would be one tough mother of a course for me. The course profile promised two climbs up to 200-250 feet (60 - 75m) right at the beginning, a few rollers in the midsection, then another climb back up to 250 feet and two or three more 50-foot climbs between miles 19 and 23.
I had done a relay here the first year of the race, in 2001, and had the pleasure of running the anchor leg and getting to cross the finish line at 5:40:05, just a shade under a 13-minute pace. I said at the time that I would probably never see a "5" as the first number at the finish line again in a marathon. My dream goal for this marathon was to beat that relay time. Alternatively, my baseline goal for every race is to cross the finish line upright and smiling.
I arrived in town the afternoon before the race to attend packet pickup, which is held in Ravens Stadium right next to a tangle of highways. Even though I'm reasonably familiar with the city, I ended up circling around several times before I found the correct route to the free stadium parking lots. The race shirts were good-quality technical long-sleeved ones produced by the major race sponsor Under Armour, but unfortunately they selected transparent white for the marathoners shirts, which I'm sure I will only wear as an under layer. I envied the attractive colored shirts the relayers and half marathoners and 5K participants received. We were also given annoyingly sharp velcro ankle bands for their proprietary timing chips.
My favorite part of the marathon weekend was checking into a luxury hotel on the waterfront (hooray for cheap rooms from Priceline) with a stunning view of the harbor, all by myself (a rare treat for this mother of two-year-old twins!) and being able to indulge in a lovely room service dinner and a peaceful early night's sleep. I was even able to get a nice early room service breakfast at 6:15 and have some delicious scrambled eggs and sausage with the hopes that would keep me well-fueled for the first few miles (it did!).
Race day was bright and sunny without a cloud in the sky. I walked the 1.2 miles to the start next to Orioles Park and Camden Yards in comfortable 60 degrees. I liked that better than the varied forecasts which included rain, but dreaded dealing with the higher temperatures and harsh sun the skies promised. I brought along a water bottle which I decided to carry along with me on course to keep on top of my hydration.
There were pace group leaders in the crowd of ~3000 marathon runners at the start with their signs up for projected finish times, on up to 4:00, 4:30, and 5:00 hours toward the back. (I wished there were pace groups up in my finish time territory, because I would have welcomed some company and support, but alas, none). Then alongside the crowd, on the sidewalk, the organizers had sent out a group of (apparently clueless) teenage girls with pace signs in miles per minute, who were calling out to the runners to attempt to get them lined up according to projected pace times. The 9:00, 10:00 and 11:00 minutes per mile signholders were positioning themselves toward the back of the assembled runners - far, far behind the corresponding marathon finish times. I tried to point out to the signholders that this was the reason that people were politely ignoring them, but they couldn't seem to get it resolved correctly to coordinate the two different groups of pace signs by the time the race started (probably because they couldn't do the math quickly in their heads to get the signs synchronized). I don't think it created any problems for the runners, but it was a bit bizarre to watch the disconnect.
I met my friend *jeanne* who was doing the half marathon which started later, and who snapped a photo of me.
Then we started!
My plan was to stay steady, slow, and comfortable for the first half, walk the steep uphills and keep my heart rate under 165. That mostly worked. The first few miles were a steady incline and I jogged those in, enjoying the start of the day. The slopes seemed gradual and easy to run at this part of the race. But by the first mile marker I was soaked with sweat already! That did not presage good things for the 25 miles ahead.
The first 7 miles were a loop back to near our starting point. It was a study in contrasts - the mostly (90 - 95%?) white runners passing among the dwellers of a predominantly African-American city. Only a small proportion of the local residents seemed to pay much notice to the runners passing by and cheer them on. Most of the water table volunteers were white. I didn't notice any street signs along the route warning the local residents of the impending race-day street closures, and many of the stopped motorists seemed quite annoyed by it.
I've never seen a bigger police presence for any race, anywhere! They were great, and posted at every single teensy intersection!!! And apparently very well-instructed on keeping the cars away from the runners. I passed one runner down on the pavement (sitting up, he seemed okay, I offered him my water but he refused) but the police were right on top of it, radioing it in.
Back past the starting point we headed out on a flattish loop to the south, out around the circumference of Fort McHenry, site of the Star Spangled Banner that Francis Scott Key wrote about from a ship far out in the harbor while watching the bombardment of Baltimore. The huge (modern) flag over the fort waved in a breeze which helped our comfort quite a bit, but it was still feeling quite hot in the open sun. I kept up my fluids and took some gel and electrolytes every few miles.
We looped back to close to the starting point at the halfway 13.1-mile marker. Despite trying to keep my effort level comfortable so far, and only being 2 minutes behind my planned pace (2:50 at 13.1 miles), I was getting tired. The little devil on my shoulder was urging me to stop, call it a day, quit at the halfway mark. I tried to reason with the devil. The course continued past my hotel, I might as well stay on course until then, right? I can quit then. Stop bugging me. We continued around the harbor and by the time we reached the block of my hotel in mile 15, the voices had subsided and I had forgotten about quitting early.
It started getting difficult. From mile 16 through 19 going away from the harbor we had a rolling uphill that felt hugely more difficult than the first time around. My walk breaks increased in length and frequency. My time goals started slipping away from me. Okay, okay devil, shut up, I'm just going to finish this one. Let's see if I can make it in under 5:52, that would still be a PR.
Somewhere along here fellow runner Giddy introduced herself, and I could see she was having problems with the course too. She said she had blisters, and slowed for a while to talk to her husband. We leapfrogged for a few miles, but at least I felt like there was a sympathetic soul out there experiencing the same difficulties that I was.
We passed the highest point in the course out in an area of parklands and recreational fields, only to be met with two more uphills through mile 23. On one big open boulevard between miles 20 and 21 there was a long out-and-back, which felt discouraging because you could see the big hills and all the folks up ahead of you walking the uphills. The sun blazed down. My heart rates were creeping up into the red zone every time I tried to run. These were my slowest miles of the day.
Finally approaching the end of the out-and-back, the police diverted the runners and changed the race in progress! They directed us to cut the course about a block away from the previous turnaround. It probably gave me 2 to 3 minutes, but meant I wouldn't cover the true marathon distance, so I'll have to put an asterisk next to my results. Grrr! I was still on a sub-6:00 pace (although that was looking shaky), and they publicized the course would be open 7 hours.
The police at the intersections were kept busy watching the cars, and not the runners, and there were comparatively few volunteers on course directing the runners. I was tired. At around mile 23 I nearly missed one turn because the cones continued straight, and it was only after people on a porch started yelling at me to turn that I headed in the right direction!
Finally I came across Gummy Bear Man, who offered me a few warm chewy bodies from a big bowl. I exclaimed, "I've been waiting to see you all day!" to which he kindly replied, "Well, I've been waiting to see YOU all day!" In another few feet was someone shoveling up gummy corpses, and I said, "Oh, poor dead gummy bears", and the volunteer said cheerfully, "Oh, they had a good life, supporting the runners!"
Fortunately from mile 24 on it was a pretty steady downhill, and in the shade of the downtown skyscrapers I was able to pick up the pace again. It got weird in here. The streets were crowded with hundreds of people near some local markets, but very few seemed to notice the runners or cheer them on. I was working very hard here to pick up the pace to make a 6:00 finish, and I started to get annoyed at their indifference.
But then I remembered. This is why I came here. This is why I do marathons - not for applause or cheers, but to get to that point where I'm tested. When I'm at that point where I'm so tired that I don't want to go on, when I keep hearing that devil on my shoulder telling me to just walk it in. But I don't. I fight back. I refuse to give in. Aided by the downslope, I turned in my 2nd-fastest mile of the day.
Toward the end we were routed next to the fence at Camden yards, but I was working too hard to take much notice of the ballfield. Keep pushing hard to make that finish under 6 hours! Sprint for the line!
Finally I passed under the banner, over the timing mats, and stopped my watch. If I hadn't been so exhausted I would have burst out laughing. My watch read 5:59:59 - one second to the good, and exactly, precisely the same as my watch time at the Chicago Marathon a year ago! I guess I timed that finishing sprint well enough!
The finisher's area was pretty bleak. Nothing but WARM WARM cups of fluids sitting out (I believe there was both water and Gatorade at that time) and bags of chips and pretzels. No fruit, cookies, bagels, or anything else a little more appetizing. I was glad to spot Giddy again at the finish and congratulate her on completing the marathon.
I limped back toward the hotel where my car was parked. I trudged slowly and painfully past thousands of people out in the Inner Harbor area enjoying the fine weather. Out of all those people out strolling around the harbor, only one (a runner) offered me congratulations on the medal. These people didn't come here for the marathon, and didn't seem to take any notice it was going on.
That's all right. I knew that I had conquered that insistent devil once again, and wore my medal proudly home.
Update: Good news! I hope this is true - someone said that they actually corrected the course to the proper length, and everybody else ran LONG! :-) I'd have to drive back and look at the intersections to tell exactly, which I'm not likely to do.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Thank heavens the women's orange start is on the UPPER deck of the Verranzano Narrows bridge, a.k.a. the World's Longest Urinal on race day.
I'd like to feel excited about this. But right now I just feel tired and sore. Maybe I'll feel excited tomorrow.
Thanks to everyone for looking in on me and stopping by to comment yesterday! I appreciate it!
And CONGRATULATIONS TO SHELLEY on her triumphant Kona Ironman finish yesterday! Probably you're more tired than I am!!
Saturday, October 15, 2005
It was a very hilly course, full sun and 74*F - so I was a bit slower than I had hoped. 5:59:59 watch time after I had crossed the finish line - exactly the same as the Chicago Marathon a year ago!
Except I have to put an asterisk by the time in my records - the police changed the course in progress and made us cut the course by about a block in an out-and-back between miles 20 and 21. It probably gave me 2 to 3 minutes - which I might have been able to make up in order to get in under 6:00, but I'll never really know! Grrr! And they said the course would be open 7 hours.
Long race report to follow, some time soon. But Marathon Number Seven is in the books, and I lived to tell the tale!
Friday, October 14, 2005
Since I got reprimanded for posting about Christmas trees already, here's a fun link that's much more seasonal:
A site where you can practice carving your jack-o-lantern and testing out new designs. Pretty cool!
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Also totally unrelated: I'm thinking about buying a fake pre-lit Christmas tree, in the hopes it will last a dozen years or so and still look okay. I'm pretty damn sure that even if I buy this model, it won't look exactly like this once it gets to our house, though:
Yeah, I'm definitely going to have to order 18-foot ceilings in our next house. Or else jackhammer out the bottom of our attic.
Here is her erudite comment on baby wipes.
Can you see why we are not planning on replacing this raggedy old couch for a few more years?
Presumably this is the result of her scrutiny of our reading materials. I guess she doesn't care for National Geographic and Washingtonian and Wine Spectator. Nor any of our vast selection of catalogs. Not even the Disney catalogs survived her scathing review.
It's always interesting to walk into a room to find a huge swath of destruction left in their wake.
Mostly sunny. Highs in the upper 70s. Northwest winds 10 to 15 mph.
Mainly sunny. Highs in the mid 70s and lows in the upper 40s.
8AM: 57 degrees, 74% humidity, wind 5 mph, 10% chance of precipitation, 31% cloud cover.
11AM: 70 degrees, 42% humidity, wind 11 mph, 10% chance of precipitation, 35% cloud cover.
2PM: 77 degrees, 28% humidity, wind 15 mph, 10% chance of precipitation, 39% cloud cover.
Oh well, it is what it is! Anything but rain is fine!! I'll pack the sleeveless top and the sunblock!
Actually - and strangely enough - I just realized that this is perhaps my first marathon that I'm looking forward to rather than dreading! On to Marathon Number Seven!
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Catherine, a.k.a. "Danger Girl", crawled out of her crib for the first time tonight.
Dad found her face-down, crying, on the floor next to the crib. She was okay, she had just scared herself while vaulting over the top rail.
Actually, I hope she was good and scared. I'm hoping that scared her sufficiently that she won't try that stunt again for several more months. But of course we couldn't be that lucky.
Our lives are going to be taking yet another drastic change.
Oh! And a very big congratulations to Bob and Lynda Mina on the birth of their daughter Kathryn Ruth. Great name. :-)
Update: The next evening I heard Catherine screaming, and found her little body suspended like a bridge, stuck and frozen between the top rails of the two cribs. I guess she wasn't sufficiently frightened from her previous experience. Figures. I was SO right, we couldn't be that lucky.
Coincidentally, I just saw her name on a post from the Disney Deads email list that I joined when I signed up for the Goofy Challenge at Walt Disney World in January. Needless to say, I wrote her right away and got back a very kind and positive reply! Isn't that cool? Thanks, Vicki! I'm looking forward to (hopefully) meeting you in January!
I hope to use her as a resource in seeing if I can really do this Ironman Florida thing in a year. I need all the resources I can get! And if she can get to that finish line despite all the challenges she encountered along the way, maybe, just maybe . . . so can I!!!
Here is Vicki Merry's finishing photo (in the Team in Training singlet), where she is in a much happier place on the course than the midpoint of the swim. :-)
I'm still concerned about the effects of my lack of long-long endurance training runs, but in the last 90 days I've completed:
Run/walk: 232 miles (18 miles/week)
Bike: 341 miles (27 miles/week)
Swim: 21,122 meters (1643 meters or 1.0 miles/week)
Crunches: 3310 (257/week)
Weight change: -4.0 pounds
I think that should do the job to get me around the course - the only questions are how fast?, and how much will it hurt? One thing I feel quite good about now - checking back in my records - is that it's substantially more (93 miles running, 100+ miles biking) than I completed in the 90 days before Eagleman last June. I guess it shows me that I can train a little harder and much more consistently than I thought back then, which again makes me more confident about the possibility of Ironman Florida next year.
I also used my last short run for a very important pre-race-day final gear check. I wore exactly what I plan to wear in the race, so that I could fine-tune it and see if there were any problems. Never, never anything new on race day!!
Fairly new shoes: Feel pretty good (same Asics Gel Evolution model that I normally wear, only with fewer miles and more cushion left). Stretchy tri laces adjusted; realized that I needed to re-lace them through the uppermost holes to keep my foot securely in place on downhills.
Shirt good: technical Calgary Roadrunners short-sleeved shirt that Dianne gave me
Shorts good: My old standby RRS Matchmates.
Underwear good: Coolmax on top & bottom
New visor that I got on eBay: good.
Ironman socks: good.
Just wash my clothes, add my waistpack, gel flask filled with my home brew, bandana and a heart rate monitor (and lube up) and I'm good to go!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
"The swim portion of Ironman Florida begins on the beach behind the Boardwalk Beach Resort, in the Gulf of Mexico. The course is a 2.4-mile two-loop swim. The first loop is rectangular in nature, with athletes actually exiting the water, and doing a turnaround on the beach. Upon re-entrance, athletes take a diagonal (see swim map) angle before reconnecting with the original portion of the swim course, continuing along the second loop until exiting the water at the completion of the swim. After exiting the water, athletes will run up the beach, running up the entrance steps to the Boardwalk, before continuing on to the transistion area."
That sounds okay. A dry land start sounds perfect for me. All except the part about 2.4 miles in a seething cauldron of humanity, in water that is "between 68-72 degrees at that time of year", stalked by sharks and jellyfish and other vile predators, hit by colossal waves, choking on saltwater ... but maybe I'm getting ahead of myself.
The 2.4 miles is the big part for me. That's 3862 meters. 78 laps in our 25-meter-long swimming pool. In 2 hours 20 minutes or less. Or 1:47 per lap or less. 78 times. (Gack, my normal freestyle laps average only 1:31 to 1:41 right now.)
I looked up some more photos to get a feel for it. The start looks rather scenic, on a nice white sand Florida beach. And I understand that it's fairly shallow most of the way.
I looked up some of the participant photos. Most of the people seem to be stripping their wetsuits pretty quickly upon emerging from the water, lots of them in sleeveless. They don't look cold. A few of them look delighted to be emerging from the water alive!
This athlete, #2361, caught my eye for some reason, maybe because that's a lot like what I look like in my wetsuit photos. I looked up her results. Her name is Vicki Merry, an athlete from Florida. She was in the 45-49 age group, just like me, and finished in 16:22! Yay Vicki!! Maybe that's a good omen for me, eh?
Plus if I finished, I would get to buy and wear this cool new swimsuit. :-)
Intellicast says for Saturday:
Few showers. Highs in the low 70s and lows in the low 50s.
Wunderground says for Saturday (I like this one the best!):
8AM: 56 degrees, 82% humidity, 7 mph winds, 20% chance of precipitation, chance of rain.
2PM: 72 degrees, 39% humidity, 7 mph winds, 14% chance of precipitation, partly cloudy.
I dunno. My Weatherbug isn't working right. :-( Maybe I'll re-install it.
Aha! That worked! Partly cloudy. Highs in the mid 70s.
Monday, October 10, 2005
"... the folks who are persevering in spite of people passing them, in spite of being out there alone, in spite of blisters and muscle pain and exhaustion—damn, those are my people. They should have a huge crowd. They should have people out, en masse, cheering them on. But they don't. They don't."
Shelley sent along the link to this amazing view of the Ironman Championship course on the Big Island. Wow! We'll be following along from home! I'll have to head straight back to my computer to watch her progress online after my marathon on Saturday - hopefully I'll get home before all of the athletes are out on the run themselves! (The time difference helps a lot).
I hope this proves I've been doing *something* productive while I've been slacking on my training!
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Good luck, everyone running in Chicago!
Update: It looks like Jennifer was a DNS. No results for her in the finishers' database.
I find it easy to relate - but then again, difficult to relate. For example, here are some thoughts on the importance of positive self-descriptors when we take on a new identity as an athlete.
From Lisa's photo, she looks fairly gaunt to me, and since she doesn't mention weight loss in the article, I assume she's more or less naturally that way.
It's easier to run when you're bone thin. It just takes less energy to move your body around.
She says, "I’m 46 now. I’ve progressed from running 10-minute miles to finishing the "Fifth Avenue Mile," an annual race, in 6:34."
Huh. I'm 48, been at it for 6 years (minus 2 for a stress fracture and having babies, so 4 years total), and I've progressed from walking 20 minute miles to barely cracking a 10 minute mile. Then again, I've still got that excess 30-40(?) pounds of body fat that I'm carrying around with me for every step of the way.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's different for her.
Naturally, I don't expect that MSNBC and Newsweek would find an overweight mom running 11 or 12 minutes per mile particularly newsworthy. Even running marathons. Heck, there are over 423,000 marathon finishes every year in this country, by people of all shapes, sizes, and abilities. With a US population of about 296 million that's about 0.14% or 1 in 700 people. Every year.
Running is the new golf. Swing a dead cat and you hit a marathoner. Good thing I'm not in this for the fame and fortune, eh?
Hmm. Statistics for women who finish Ironman-distance races are a little more selective. If it's true that 50,000 people participate in IM-distance races worldwide, and about thirty percent of those are women, using a generous estimate, that means that only perhaps 15,000 women complete Ironman races each year, worldwide. I'll bet the actual number is substantially smaller than that. But with 6.4 billion people on earth, that means females becoming Ironmen each year are only about .0002% or 1 in 430,000 people. It's as if only one of those people finishing a US marathon each year was a woman who finished an Ironman triathlon. That's a much more select group to join, indeed!
One in half-a-million. That does have a nice ring, doesn't it?
It was my first day this fall running in sub-60*F temperatures, so it felt a bit brisk at first until I got warmed up. The first few of the returning Canada geese honked overhead - soon we will be swarming with them for their winter vacation in the Chesapeake Bay.
I did my usual one-mile repeats with quarter-mile walks in between:
But whoa! It pays to keep records! I didn't realize it at the time, but 9:37 is a one mile PR for me by 9 seconds! Yay! Gosh, if I knew that I would have pushed harder! :-)
I think I may be all ready for that little run I have scheduled for Saturday after all!
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Also note that I still have not said that I'm definitely actually doing to DO it. I'm just obsessing about it. Not that my obsessing involves ramping up my training or anything; on the contrary, I have enjoyed yet another day of slack and painting today.
I'll drive over to pick up the shirt today, which I'm sure a lot of folks will be doing.
I'll see if I can convince myself to take a short run in the rain - between bouts of painting.
Update: Good thing I didn't attempt to ride that day! It was a record-breaking downpour, dropping over 7 inches of rain!
Friday, October 07, 2005
I did manage to get the whole utility room masked and painted with one coat, so it's not like I was a complete blob. The new wall color is a deep, saturated color which the paint company calls Alaskan Blue but I would call colonial blue. I'm hoping that it will make the new white cabinets pop out while the rest of the clutter left in view fades into the background. It means I'm going to have to give it another coat before the white walls are completely covered.
I'll post some more photos on our progress next week some time.
But I sure would like to be able to rightfully wear this ring.
Speedo has also come out with some new "Hydralign" goggles with a faceted face that seem to force you to look out of the top of the lens, in order (I presume) to encourage swimmers to tuck their chin. I don't know how well these work - has anyone had experience with them?
Update: Ooh, here's a link to several models of "optical goggles" that I didn't know about! Thanks, Joyce! And another model that comes highly recommended. Thanks, Jim!
In other new gear news: How about a noseless bike saddle? Has anyone tried this? I wonder how well it would work with aerobars (or not).
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Bah! Well, it's going to be raining anyway, and I really truly do loathe and detest the bike trainer.
Good thing that I wasn't counting on those shoes to carry me through the Seagull Century this weekend. I'm planning to DNS and let my husband do his own activities (sailing) instead this weekend. I'll drive over and pick up the t-shirt anyway, and if it's not raining we'll stop by the zoo there while we're in town.
I can always spend a big chunk of the weekend getting the utility room painted in preparation for the installation of the new cabinets. The fun never stops.
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Catherine had a tantrum entering the elevator inside Sears at the mall. I couldn't figure out what the problem was, until I remembered the only other place that she goes in the elevator: on the way up to see the Evil Pediatrician. No wonder she was frightened!
Women 50 & up
1 Ellie Hamilton, 53, Accident, MD
Swim 2.4 miles: 1:25:15
Bike 112 miles: 6:53:11
Run 26.2 miles: 6:22:07
Total: 14:58:19 (99th out of 106 finishers)
Be sure to read Ellie's great race report!
We may have convinced her to join us at Ironman Florida 2006! :-)
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Here's what I'm hoping (and planning) to accomplish for this month. I'm not positive I'll get it all in, with a taper for one marathon and then another happening this month, but here it is:
- Swim #1: 5 miles (8047 meters).
- Swim #2: Complete a one-mile time trial in the pool (using only freestyle stroke with bilateral breathing) for a benchmark to work on improving over the winter.
- Bike: 140 miles.
- Run and walk in workouts: 90 miles (including 26.2 miles in the marathon).
- Crunches: 1000.
- Events: Complete the Baltimore Marathon upright and smiling (as a final long run in preparation for the New York City Marathon in November)
- Dream goal (optional!): Complete the Baltimore Marathon in under 5:40.
I think that should keep me busy!
Woke up at 5:00 AM on the dot without the alarm. Rolled out of bed and just kept rolling. Am I GOOD or what!?
This morning's swim: 2100 m. Yay for getting in the distance!
Samoan Butterfly Man was there. I saw him standing there looking for a lane and so I started doing breaststroke suddenly to fill up the whole lane and ward him off, and it worked. After he picked his lane I resumed my workout doing freestyle and he merely splashed me from the adjacent lane.
I did Yurtie's ladder of sucky sprints again, correctly repeating the whole thing this time:
- 200m with normal, normal, normal, sprint lengths.
- 200m with normal, normal, sprint, sprint lengths.
- 200m with normal, sprint, sprint, sprint lengths.
Out of the pool and downstairs to the treadmill. My hair was insane after the pool because I had forgotten a hairbrush and I couldn't get a comb through the knots. The custodian lady was wiping off my treadmill just as I arrived. What an exercise in futility! I dripped all over it and sprayed sweat everywhere. People stared. I ignored them. I put the incline on 2% to give me a little more preparation for those Baltimore hills, warmed up 1/4 mile, ran 3 miles at 12 min/mile, then cooled down for 1/4 mile.
Damn, damn, damn.
We can look forward to (probably) another long round of doctor appointments and examinations which she will HATE and possibly more surgeries for her (she's already endured open heart surgery and surgery on both eyes), and lots of followup therapy.
I had really hoped we were through with most of that.... we still have two to three therapist visits per week now, mostly for the delays the girls experienced due to their extreme prematurity (28 weeks), but the therapists come to our home, fortunately. But we had daily hospital visits for their first six months, then tons of medical appointments the next six months. It got REALLY old. I thought we had been freed from all that. :-(
Monday, October 03, 2005
Q: What are "Process" goals?
A: There are two types of goals that swimmers can set:
Outcome Goals: focus on the end result of performance. “Win, make finals.”
Process Goals: relate to process of performance. “Breathe every 3rd stroke, streamline.”
Swimmers have much more control over Process Goals. Outcome Goals are uncontrollable since they also involve the performance of other competitors. Swimmers and coaches, especially at the Age Group level, should concentrate on Process Goals.
Q: Should my child begin setting goals?
A: Of course! Everyone should set goals. In fact, most kids have already set goals. As adults, however, we must remember that kids are not simply little versions of us and are not going to set the same types of goals as adults. One developmental difference is that children lack the cognitive ability to distinguish time and are also very concrete thinkers. Therefore, setting long-term goals often doesn't provide the motivation for kids that it does for adults. Kids want results today. With younger swimmers, it is appropriate to talk about short-term goals - - what they need to work on today. Most coaches will emphasize goals that reinforce skill development and the process of swim performance. Additionally, based on cognitive development research, we know that around the age of 6 or 7, kids enter the stage of social comparison. In this stage, they begin to evaluate their own performance by comparing it to others. So as the parent, reinforce what the coach has emphasized and help her focus on individual improvement.
Encourage your child's goal to be “SMART”.
S pecific: tells the athlete what to do
M easurable: able to measure and record progress
A ttainable: athlete can experience success
R ealistic: challenging but “do-able”
T rackable: short-term goals build into long-term goals
Swim: 8947 yards (5.1 miles, 8.1 km). Goal: 5280 yards (169%), grade A+.
Bike: 145 miles (233 km). Goal: 120 miles (120%), grade A+.
Run: 94 miles (151 km). Goal: 80 miles (117%), grade A+.
Crunches: 1110. Goal: 1000 (111%), grade A+.
Events: Goal of completing 1 metric century, DNF at mile 52 (83%), grade C.
All in all, a solid month of training, grade A. My goals were reasonably moderate with no big events this month, so hitting them didn't really exhaust me. I did have to pay attention to doing some training nearly every day, though.
I didn't include getting in the long pre-marathon training runs as a goal, and perhaps I should have. The monthly total running mileage is pretty good for me, though, and I'm hoping that base will carry me through the Baltimore Marathon this month.
I'll take some time and think about my October goals before I post them. They will focus on finishing a marathon this month as a prep race for the NY City Marathon in November, while still paying some attention to working on my swimming and cycling and core strength.
Sunday, October 02, 2005
My total monthly mileage is on track for me, and my training paces are okay; I just haven't done the mega-long runs that I really need (and recommend to others!) to get myself truly prepared to tackle the marathon distance.
I'm hoping that my low-impact bike training and my swimming time has kept my long-duration aerobic fitness (such as it is) intact, and as long as my legs keep remembering how to do it after 10 or 12 miles, I think I'll be okay.
Baltimore is just my last long training fun run for New York anyway, right? Oh well, "to finish is to win", and if I don't make my 5:40 dream goal for the finish line, I've still got another eighty minutes (seven full hours) to finish the 26.2 miles on October 15.
I mean, how hard can it be? The most complicated thing about running is deciding whether to step with your left or right foot, correct? :-)
Left, right, left, right; repeat until the finish line occurs.
The funniest thing I heard was that some Army wags were blaming the SNAFU on the Navy and calling it the Nautical Ten Miler. :-)
Congratulations to Holly for running strong today and finishing in great shape! On to the Marine Corps Marathon, girlfriend!