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May 5, 2006

Speedbumps (aka Toddlers)

The track at Riverbank State Park is truly a thing of beauty. With it's forgiving red rubberized surface contrasting vividly with the broad expanse of green astroturf within and a stunning backdrop of the technicolor spring sunset over the broad and languid Hudson...really, there should be an orchestral overture backing me up even now as I describe it. However, (and here is where we insert the abrupt sound of the needle being brutally scratched across the surface of the record) if one more slack-jawed, clueless soccer player or sticky faced preteen meanders into Lane One while I'm coming down the last 100m of my 800 meter repeat, I swear, I am just slamming into the individual at full speed, bruises be damned. Not to mention the idiot father who let his 18-month-ish daughter toddle onto the track without even looking to see who might be bearing down hard around the bend.

Still, it's a beautiful park, and I fully expect I will be returning there soon. If nothing else, the intensity of speedwork combined with a dose of collision-avoiding vigilance, is a good prescription to keep one's mind off of anything but the 10 feet of track right in front of you.

With 400m jog after the 800's and 800m jog after the 1600's:
2x800: 3:02, 2:59 / 2x1600: 6:15, 6:20 / 2x800: 2:58, 2:58
1 mile warm up - 1 mile cool down

I was bone tired at the end and dragging hard for my 9 miles this morning, but it was a damn good workout. Two more weeks and one more day...my 10K PR is going to be toast.

May 13, 2006

Star Struck


So after stumbling upon a tiny ad in the paper announcing that Deena Kastor would be appearing at a local sporting goods store, I had all sorts of grand intentions of how I was going to conduct a little impromptu interview with her there for Alison's new running news website. I planned out my whole day around this intention, starting my scheduled long run bright and early to give myself plenty of time to get down to Union Square, where the store is. The run went quite well and I added on a couple additional miles to make it 17, but that was where I started falling behind in my schedule. I had visions of there being a long line of fans waiting to talk to Deena and as the subway crawled slowly down the length of Manhattan, I berated myself for the fact that I surely would now be at the tail end of a long queue of runners.

Once I finally arrived, I was honestly shocked to see Deena sitting at a table by herself, the patrons of the store seemingly unaware that they were missing the opportunity to meet one of the most significant and accomplished American athletes ever. I apparently have a somewhat distorted view of the importance of distance running in this cultural fabric of ours. You might think that this situation would have presented ideal circumstances for me to then conduct an exhaustive and revealing interview and surely you are anxious to read it. But alas, that is not at all what transpired. When I actually said hello to this young woman (I forget that she's younger than me!) that I so admire and aspire to emulate...I became completely flushed and flustered and could barely put two sentences together. So much for fancying myself a journalist.

Still, we did chat briefly there and I learned that her middle name is Michelle, which isn't really unusual, but I think is really cool anyway. She told me that she's feeling a little burned out on the longer distances right now and is planning to refocus on track distances for a bit and really work on her speed. She said she'd taken a real vacation after her sub 2:20 run in London, just vegging on a beach and enjoying the rest. I wish I'd asked her some more about what specific goals she might have in her sights over the next year or so.

In hindsight, there are really a lot of questions I wish I'd asked. She and I are of such a similar size and shape physically, so why does she hold multiple American records and I'm still trying to limbo under three hours? I'd love to know how much of her talent she thinks is natural and how much is due to the work that she's put into it...and how much of what she's been able to do is attributable to the fact that her body is just plain durable enough to handle the training that she throws at it. Does she get black toe nails and bunions and weird aches and pains that mysteriously appear and disappear on a daily basis like the rest of us? What does she do in the way of cross-training, massage, physical therapy, yoga, pilates, etc. to keep everything working and in alignment? How helpful is it to be married to a physical therapist and does she ever limit how much he's involved in that part of her life in order for that relationship to stay healthy and normal? I also wanted to know more about the writing she's done and whether any of her fiction is published...I'd be curious to read it. I'm sure some of this stuff has been addressed in past interviews, so I'll probably do a little googling to see what people have asked her before. Probably something I should have done before I met her, but all you can do is live and learn.

So that was my excitement for the day. Tomorrow I'm going to do a short, easy track workout in the morning and an easy 7 miles with a friend in the afternoon to hit 65 miles for the second week in a row. I'm so looking forward to my easy week after that and then next Saturday is the 10K where I'm hope hope hoping to break 40.

May 20, 2006

Finally Under Forty

I'd hardly say it was easy, but I finally slipped under that iconic 40 minute 10K mark. I knew I'd done the work to get there, but the fact that I had to cut more than half a minute off of my old PR was a challenging mental barrier for me to hurdle. Sometimes it seems that once a significant round number record is broken (i.e. the four-minute mile, a 2:20 women's marathon) it satisfies some sort of psychic permission for the rest of the competitive field to follow suit. So I'd like to think that getting the 40-minute monkey off my back is just the first step in challenging the 39 and even 38-minute marks. Unfortunately, this won't be something that I'll discover anytime soon though, since my next 10K isn't scheduled until December.

Re: the actual race. I was an irrationally anxious mess of overstimulated synapses all morning, as neurotic as a beginner venturing out for her first race ever. I found myself questioning everything I ate or drank or otherwise ingested or outgested, as if one extra sip of coffee or resulting pee break was going to inexorably affect the outcome of the race. I prefaced the race with a few asthma inducing wind strides and finally settled down calmly in the chute, like one of those hysterical two-year-olds racing in the Preakness this weekend. When the gun went off I started off sensibly, but I did not take the first mile easy, as everyone always wisely counsels. I pushed hard from the start and kept on pushing, right up the west side of the park and into the dreaded Harlem Hills. Halfway up the last long hill I hit the 5K mark in 19:30 and knew I was not long for that pace. The rest of the race was just all about hanging on and trying not to lose too many seconds along the way. In the end, it worked out just fine.

Thanks to Uptown Girl and her pom-pom squad for the cheers and encouragement on both sides of the park. Your enthusiasm was much appreciated.

May 26, 2006

1,000

I'm on pace to hit 1,000 miles for the year this weekend, something I didn't do last year until August. I've been keeping up a two-weeks-on/one-week-off schedule for the past few months so my mileage graph loosely resembles a decomposing manatee, the curved slope of its dead bulk violently hacked by the boat propeller-blades of vacationing sport fishermen.

Last week presented me with refreshingly low distance requirements as I was resting up for the 10K, but this week I was back to piling on the miles. I'm going to Providence, RI this weekend and am not sure how easy it will be to find good running routes there, so I've only left myself 10 miles to do while I'm there. There are several rivers and lots of hills, so I'm sure I'll be able hobble something constructive together.

My next easy week will be spent down in Bogotá and then I guess I will officially enter my real, honest-to-deity marathon training phase. Basework done, build-up over, the countdown formally begins. I still don't really know what training philosophy I subscribe to, but there's a lot of resources out there (oversimplified Runner'sWorldTM SmartCoachTM? Or maybe beat-up-your-body Beck?) and I've got a couple of long plane rides to do some reading.

The Twin Cities marathon officially closed a few weeks ago, so I guess I let my own inertia decide that one for me. The thought of running Amsterdam had me doing that Thumper foot thing from Bambi, but I just can't justify the expense of a trip like that in these times of questionable employment and besides...if the goal is to be in the healthiest and most well-rested state possible, trans-Atlantic travel is probably not the best race-preparation strategy. So, that narrows it down to Mohawk-Hudson (too small?), Chicago (too big?) and Columbus....just right? Actually, I love big races, so Chicago's size doesn't faze me, but Columbus gives me the potential chance to place in the top ten in a city I know and it won't beat up my budget since I always stay with family there. I probably will still get a hotel room the night before to do the whole ninja mental zen visualization thing, but I have plenty of time to decide about all that.

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