Showing posts with label training. Show all posts
Showing posts with label training. Show all posts

Saturday, March 3, 2012

The Full Mary

It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you ...

In a previous post, I committed to running my first full marathon in 2012. I am honoring that commitment and signing up for the San Antonio Rock & Roll Marathon on November 11.

I put together my training program (thanks to our dear friend  Hal Higdon). I decided on an 18 week Novice 2 program that includes a 22 mile run. Most training progams stop at 20 miles and I don't understand why. 6.2 miles, after running 20, is a lot of miles to will your way through. I will feel more confident having at least experienced 20+  miles. I start my training the first week of July and am so very nervous about it. I am confident that I will finish the race and train without injury, but something about beginning this process makes me so nervous, excitingly so.

Until my training begins, I will keep up my base mileage and improve my functional fitness. I noticed a few months ago that my left leg felt more dominant during runs, especially on the treadmill. I started doing more body weight exercise, single leg and balance exercises to help. Marathon training is serious, so I want to make sure that my body is ready to handle the increase in mileage.

Oh man, here it goes ...

Friday, May 27, 2011

2011 - 12 Race Schedule

September 11, 2011

October 15, 2011

November 13, 2011

December 2011
  • TBD
  • I'll find a holiday 10K

January 14, 2012

TBD 2012
  • 26.2
  • In 2012, I will finally train for and run a full marathon.

What does your race calendar look like?

-Run

Monday, May 16, 2011

Runner's Dilemma

I ran my second half marathon last Saturday at the Indianapolis 500 Festival Mini Marathon. My time was 2:10:56, eight minutes faster than my first marathon two years prior. I am proud of the PR, but not exactly proud of my time. I know I could have run faster. I know I could have done better. My goal for this race was to run sub 2 hours. I trained hard, wtih exception of a near two-week hiatus during March Madness. I planned everything down to final detail. I made sure to get enough sleep two nights before. I went went to dinner and a movie with my girls the night before to calm my nerves and keep me from pacing in my apartment sick with nervousness. It was all perfect. For the first ten miles we kept a consistent 9:30 - 9:45 pace. At mile 10, she started to fade. Who, you ask? My running buddy. I ran this race with a co-worker who isn't really a runner, but wanted to run this race. I created a training plan (courtesy of our esteemed running coach Hal Higdon). We both kept to it for the most part, except she didn't do the speed workouts and her longest run was 10 miles - even though the training plan included a twelve-miler.

Back to the race... at mile 10 she started to fade and I stuck with her. I kept the promise I made before we started, to run together all 13.1 miles. I helped push her through mile 10 as our pace dipped to just over 10 minute mile pace, but at mile 11 the pace got much slower. Determined to be a woman of my word, I made sure to stay with her and help push her through. At this point it starts to rain, but I am feeling great - fully prepared after having practiced my race day strategies the week before with a 15 miler in the rain. I was ready to catch my second wind and dig deep for the last two miles. There was something about seeing mile 11 that made me so excited. Only two miles to go... but my running buddy couldn't hang. So we ran together through the finish line at 2hrs 10 minutes and 2hrs 11 minutes, respectively.

In one sense, I am glad that I kept my word; but as a runner, I feel like I did myself a disservice. I feel like I should have followed my insticts and kicked up my pace at mile 10 and especially at mile 11 when my body was ready to sprint towards the finish line.  I know I did the right thing, but I can't help but feel like this time, maybe I shouldn't have...

My favorite quote I heard after the race. [Man on the street talking to a runner on his way to his car]: "Did you win?" [Runner/Finisher]: "We all won."
Indeed, Sir. Indeed.

-Run