Only 43 miles this week, but all high quality.
Sunday.
10 with 4 X 2,000 meter slight inclines.
Saturday.
Nada.
Friday
12 with 8 at LT.
Thursday.
Wanted to get in 8-10. But work'in long long long days. Went to bed instead.
Wednesday.
Hard 18 at normal pace, but with 4 x 2,000 meter slight inclines to keep me honest. Aerobically, felt good. Legs heavy at end with inclines and extra weight I'm carrying.
Tuesday.
Over weight, over worked, over stressed, under motivated, hoping for feb. hurricane in New Orleans.
Should have run 10-12, went to bed instead.
Monday
only 3.5, stomach cramps.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Weekly Recap-5 weeks to New Orleans
Sunday.
16 normal pace; added 2 X 1600 slight incline and 3 X 800 moderate climbs.
Saturday.
Off-not really, but swamped with work.
Friday
Off-not really, but swamped with work.
Thursday.
Off-not really, but swamped with work.
Wednesday.
8 with 4 X 800 moderate hills.
Tuesday.
Solid 12 at normal pace.
Monday
Again busy with client stuff, will get some miles in tomorrow.
16 normal pace; added 2 X 1600 slight incline and 3 X 800 moderate climbs.
Saturday.
Off-not really, but swamped with work.
Friday
Off-not really, but swamped with work.
Thursday.
Off-not really, but swamped with work.
Wednesday.
8 with 4 X 800 moderate hills.
Tuesday.
Solid 12 at normal pace.
Monday
Again busy with client stuff, will get some miles in tomorrow.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Recover Week #1-Post Phoenix
Sunday.
Wanted to do 8, but had client deadline. Normally, I wiuld push back client, but being recovery week, I skipped run.
Saturday.
Off-For sure will add five pounds this week from junk eating.
Friday
Jogged easy six. Not bad. Not sore but stiff and tight.
Thursday.
Off-Eating poorly.
Wednesday.
Walked five.
Tuesday.
Off, still sore in quads; calves alright
Monday
Off-After months of abstinence, eating everyting in sight.
Wanted to do 8, but had client deadline. Normally, I wiuld push back client, but being recovery week, I skipped run.
Saturday.
Off-For sure will add five pounds this week from junk eating.
Friday
Jogged easy six. Not bad. Not sore but stiff and tight.
Thursday.
Off-Eating poorly.
Wednesday.
Walked five.
Tuesday.
Off, still sore in quads; calves alright
Monday
Off-After months of abstinence, eating everyting in sight.
Marathon #12-Phoenix 2010
Phoenix, Arizona
January 17th, 2010
"And he said, 'Come.' Peter went down from the boat, and walked upon the water. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid; and began to sink...He told Peter, 'O thou of little faith, wherefore does thou doubt?' "
After three previous failed attempts to run a sub 3:10, it was time to concede. A year and a half of training religiously had passed, and I only had bettered my PR by five minutes. In fact, my last two consecutive marathons were both 3:13. I just couldn't hold on the last 3-4 miles and cross over.
As the fall running season approached, I reluctantly abandoned my sub 3:10 goal and began training to go sub 3:00. Crazy? That's one way to look at it.
Kierkegaard wrote true faith is not belief in the improbable; even one in a million has a basis in logical possibility. True faith was, "Belief in the absurd." With true faith, I started an 18 week cycle in September to go sub 3:00 in January.
More than anything, I needed a change. After running the exact same routine for five consecutive cycles, it was time for something new.
During the first six weeks I focused on weight, trying to get as light as possible. Already down to 185, I frequently received unsolicited comments like, "Geeze Dave!? That's really not a 'good look' for you." But for 3:00, I knew I was at least 10 pounds too heavy.
In addition to running, I added extra 4-6 mile walks every day. By October, I was down to 177. The reduced poundage would help on race day, but the real benefit was increased training.
At the peak of my previous routines, I ran 65-70 miles a week. That's all my body could handle before aches and pains developed. Now eight lbs lighter, I increased to 85 miles / week with no extra stress. In fact, as the weather turned colder, I was comfortably running daily doubles of 5-6 during lunch, followed by another 12-15 at night.
All my core long runs (18+), were a breeze. The extra running miles combined with the extra walks to further drop my weight down to 174.
Everything was coming together; I was ready for the last piece, a baseline. To date, my best half Marathon was a 1:32:40. To see myself running a sub 3:00, I needed to be tested.
Actually, there were two options. Run a 1:30 half at a nice and comfortable stride, or go all out and do a 1:25-1:26 half, to which a 1:30 would be a comparative trot. I chose the latter.
With four remaining weeks until race day, I entered the 22nd Annual CC American Bank half marathon. The weather was cold, the course flat and familiar. I pivoted at the turn around point on a 1:28 pace; I pushed to finish in 1:29:48. A solid PR. I was in my best conditioning, and very disappointed. Sub 3:10 shape, Yes; Sub 3:00, No.
Fellow runners tried to keep my inspiration up, "You didn't taper." "There was no pace leader." It was no use; my "faith" began to fail.
I succumbed to temptation, and began living a life of sin. It began with venial peccadillos, an office Christmas cookie here or there. By New Years, I was lost. I regained four of the 10 pounds that I labored so hard to lose. True, I was still lighter than ever, but too wide for that "...narrow path that few will choose."
And there I stood race morning with two choices. Go for sub 3:10 again, which I had an excellent chance, or hold to my 3:00 convictions. I queued up next to the 3:00 pacer; the gun fired and we were off.
At the 5k mark, shoulder to shoulder with the pacer. However my breathing was way off, and sweating. I shouldn't have worried. It usually takes 5-8 miles to find a rhythm. But I had so little faith, I "...began to sink."
At 10k, 30 seconds in back of the pacer; 3:00 was out. At mile 8 my quads were a little tight, very disconcerting. The course was flat, and normally my legs don't get heavy until mile 20 or so. But again, already doubtful, I was convinced that I had pushed too hard.
I hit the halfway mark in 1:31:40, a 3:04 pace. Aerobically feeling good, but mentally just waiting to implode. At mile 14 my quads started to burn, and I pulled up. Time to do my penance, 12 long and excruciating miles. Painfully jog a quarter of a mile, walk ten yards. Another quarter, 10 yards. Mile by Mile. At 20, my thighs felt like nails were hammered in them.
I limped across the finish in 3:35:44, placing 809 out of 5,691.
Even had the weather been perfect, it wasn't, I didn't have sub 3:00 in me this day. However with any faith at all, I should have made it to mile 18-20 with the sub 3:00 group. Without a doubt, I could have PRed. But, I still believe it was important to try. Having "seen the light", I am more inspired than ever to keep at it.
January 17th, 2010
"And he said, 'Come.' Peter went down from the boat, and walked upon the water. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid; and began to sink...He told Peter, 'O thou of little faith, wherefore does thou doubt?' "
After three previous failed attempts to run a sub 3:10, it was time to concede. A year and a half of training religiously had passed, and I only had bettered my PR by five minutes. In fact, my last two consecutive marathons were both 3:13. I just couldn't hold on the last 3-4 miles and cross over.
As the fall running season approached, I reluctantly abandoned my sub 3:10 goal and began training to go sub 3:00. Crazy? That's one way to look at it.
Kierkegaard wrote true faith is not belief in the improbable; even one in a million has a basis in logical possibility. True faith was, "Belief in the absurd." With true faith, I started an 18 week cycle in September to go sub 3:00 in January.
More than anything, I needed a change. After running the exact same routine for five consecutive cycles, it was time for something new.
During the first six weeks I focused on weight, trying to get as light as possible. Already down to 185, I frequently received unsolicited comments like, "Geeze Dave!? That's really not a 'good look' for you." But for 3:00, I knew I was at least 10 pounds too heavy.
In addition to running, I added extra 4-6 mile walks every day. By October, I was down to 177. The reduced poundage would help on race day, but the real benefit was increased training.
At the peak of my previous routines, I ran 65-70 miles a week. That's all my body could handle before aches and pains developed. Now eight lbs lighter, I increased to 85 miles / week with no extra stress. In fact, as the weather turned colder, I was comfortably running daily doubles of 5-6 during lunch, followed by another 12-15 at night.
All my core long runs (18+), were a breeze. The extra running miles combined with the extra walks to further drop my weight down to 174.
Everything was coming together; I was ready for the last piece, a baseline. To date, my best half Marathon was a 1:32:40. To see myself running a sub 3:00, I needed to be tested.
Actually, there were two options. Run a 1:30 half at a nice and comfortable stride, or go all out and do a 1:25-1:26 half, to which a 1:30 would be a comparative trot. I chose the latter.
With four remaining weeks until race day, I entered the 22nd Annual CC American Bank half marathon. The weather was cold, the course flat and familiar. I pivoted at the turn around point on a 1:28 pace; I pushed to finish in 1:29:48. A solid PR. I was in my best conditioning, and very disappointed. Sub 3:10 shape, Yes; Sub 3:00, No.
Fellow runners tried to keep my inspiration up, "You didn't taper." "There was no pace leader." It was no use; my "faith" began to fail.
I succumbed to temptation, and began living a life of sin. It began with venial peccadillos, an office Christmas cookie here or there. By New Years, I was lost. I regained four of the 10 pounds that I labored so hard to lose. True, I was still lighter than ever, but too wide for that "...narrow path that few will choose."
And there I stood race morning with two choices. Go for sub 3:10 again, which I had an excellent chance, or hold to my 3:00 convictions. I queued up next to the 3:00 pacer; the gun fired and we were off.
At the 5k mark, shoulder to shoulder with the pacer. However my breathing was way off, and sweating. I shouldn't have worried. It usually takes 5-8 miles to find a rhythm. But I had so little faith, I "...began to sink."
At 10k, 30 seconds in back of the pacer; 3:00 was out. At mile 8 my quads were a little tight, very disconcerting. The course was flat, and normally my legs don't get heavy until mile 20 or so. But again, already doubtful, I was convinced that I had pushed too hard.
I hit the halfway mark in 1:31:40, a 3:04 pace. Aerobically feeling good, but mentally just waiting to implode. At mile 14 my quads started to burn, and I pulled up. Time to do my penance, 12 long and excruciating miles. Painfully jog a quarter of a mile, walk ten yards. Another quarter, 10 yards. Mile by Mile. At 20, my thighs felt like nails were hammered in them.
I limped across the finish in 3:35:44, placing 809 out of 5,691.
Even had the weather been perfect, it wasn't, I didn't have sub 3:00 in me this day. However with any faith at all, I should have made it to mile 18-20 with the sub 3:00 group. Without a doubt, I could have PRed. But, I still believe it was important to try. Having "seen the light", I am more inspired than ever to keep at it.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Phoenix '10- Quick Results
I went out with the fastest group, 3:00. Dead on at 5k, 20 secs behind at 10k, but still on pace. 1:40 behind at half, on 3:04 pace.
Paid for it, cramped at 14. Quads felt like nails were harmered in them.
Long and painful 12 miles to finish. Stayed with it for a respectable 3:35:48.
Not my day, but still great to run.
No consolation needed. No regrets, no disappointments. That's how I run. Feel great.
Paid for it, cramped at 14. Quads felt like nails were harmered in them.
Long and painful 12 miles to finish. Stayed with it for a respectable 3:35:48.
Not my day, but still great to run.
No consolation needed. No regrets, no disappointments. That's how I run. Feel great.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Phoenix 2010-Race week
Friday
No running Thursday-Saturday.
Eveything pretty good. Could be 3-4 lbs lighter, but still a good 5 lbs lighter than ever before
Weather doesn't look too great. South wind and a little warm.
But given my training and conditioning, should PR.
Wednesday.
8 with 2 at marathon pace.
Tuesday.
6 during lunch with 5 X 200 strides.
Four at night, walked a couple more.
Weight still pretty good, within 2-3 lbs of perfect. Well, four at most.
Trying not to put on 2-3 more this week as running just a little and will start carbbing Thursday. But having hard time cutting food in take. Just on more day to go.
Monday
5 miler-tried to cut carbs. Was dying; ate two bowls of cereal and 5 pieces of toast.
No running Thursday-Saturday.
Eveything pretty good. Could be 3-4 lbs lighter, but still a good 5 lbs lighter than ever before
Weather doesn't look too great. South wind and a little warm.
But given my training and conditioning, should PR.
Wednesday.
8 with 2 at marathon pace.
Tuesday.
6 during lunch with 5 X 200 strides.
Four at night, walked a couple more.
Weight still pretty good, within 2-3 lbs of perfect. Well, four at most.
Trying not to put on 2-3 more this week as running just a little and will start carbbing Thursday. But having hard time cutting food in take. Just on more day to go.
Monday
5 miler-tried to cut carbs. Was dying; ate two bowls of cereal and 5 pieces of toast.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Weekly Recap-2 weeks to Phoenix
Sunday
13
Saturday
8
Friday
Seven after work.
Another 5 at night with 5 x 200 strides.
Walked another 3.
Thursday
Nine.
Wednesday
Off
Tuesday
Nine with 3 x 1,600 VOmax. Walked another 6 to burn calories.
Monday
Six nice and easy. Walked another 5 to burn calories.
13
Saturday
8
Friday
Seven after work.
Another 5 at night with 5 x 200 strides.
Walked another 3.
Thursday
Nine.
Wednesday
Off
Tuesday
Nine with 3 x 1,600 VOmax. Walked another 6 to burn calories.
Monday
Six nice and easy. Walked another 5 to burn calories.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Weekly Recap-3 weeks to Phoenix
Sunday
17 LR
Saturday
Walk / jog five
Friday
7 with 6 starting at LT pace, and then accelerating a tad each mile.
Thursday
3 during lunch-actually too bored to go to six. Not a LR, LT, or VOmax. Just couldn't bring myself to simply shuffle along for 50 minutes.
Wednesday
4 after work.
9 with 5 X 600 VOmax.
Walked another two.
Tuesday
6 during lunch with 5 X 200 meter strides.
Solid 12, accelerated all the way through.
Walked another four to burn off calories.
Monday
Walked ran 7. Low carbs made it hard to run.
17 LR
Saturday
Walk / jog five
Friday
7 with 6 starting at LT pace, and then accelerating a tad each mile.
Thursday
3 during lunch-actually too bored to go to six. Not a LR, LT, or VOmax. Just couldn't bring myself to simply shuffle along for 50 minutes.
Wednesday
4 after work.
9 with 5 X 600 VOmax.
Walked another two.
Tuesday
6 during lunch with 5 X 200 meter strides.
Solid 12, accelerated all the way through.
Walked another four to burn off calories.
Monday
Walked ran 7. Low carbs made it hard to run.
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