I’m a Marythoner

This year I’ve decided to kick my running up a notch by raising cash for the Mount St. Mary’s Hospital foundation. I’m running on the “Marythoners” team for the 8k division of the Victoria Marathon Oct 10.

As you know I run for my health and fitness (although running marathons goes way beyond just keeping healthy, but that’s a topic for another day), but I don’t want it to be all about me. One of my run leaders, Mandy, works at the Mount St. Mary’s foundation and she is passionate about her work and about Mount St. Mary’s.

I know your donation will stay right here in Victoria providing long term care for those who need it most. It will also help me take my running outside myself and into helping my community – that way we all benefit!

Please take a moment right now to pledge me online, then come out and cheer on the Marythoners!

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Race Day Crew wanted

Each morning I lie in bed and listen to the song “Love Like a Sunset Parts 1-2″ by Phoenix and visualize myself running the Royal Victoria Marathon next Sunday Oct. 11, crossing the finish line, hugging my daughter. Because If I were to make a video of my marathon, this would be the soundtrack.
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I think I’m going to need some help on race day. So here’s the roll-out, portions in red are where I need friends to “crew” me in the race:

7:30 – I start walking from my place to the start line at the Parliament building. Depending on the weather, I’m in layers: pants over shorts, sweater and garbage bag over run gear, run mittens over glove liners. Hat, sunglasses (if I need them), hydro belt with gels inside. I’ll be nervous, and when I’m nervous I shiver, hence the garbage bag and extra sweater. Besides it might rain.
7:50 I get to the start line and go to the biffy. Again.
8:00 I meet up with my run buddies somewhere near the start. and we go line up near the back of the marathoners.
8:25 I hand extra layers to a friend at the start line. I may visit the biffy again, but the line-up will probably be long.
8:30 Start gun. I may be in the biffy, but that’s ok because I’m wearing a timing chip on my shoe that doesn’t start my run time until I cross the sensor pads at the start line.

8:30 – 1:00 – I’m running 42.2 km. The race map is here, as well as details about road closures in downtown Victoria that day. I will need cheerleaders especially at the last half and three quarters of the race. Halfway is on Beach Drive just before Uplands Park/Cattle Point, but the turnaround is farther on, at Exeter.

My daughter will be at Cowichan near Richardson at the 13 and 34 km marks, and then she’ll be making her way to the finish line. I can stash extra layers with her if I need to (or grab an extra one.)

Good cheering points: anywhere along Dallas Road, Oliver (Rena, my boss lives on Oliver-31 km point-and I will stash an extra gel or two with with her), Mitchell & Oak Bay intersection, Hollywood and Dallas on the way back.

The 30 – 40 km will probably be the toughest. When I reach 40 km or so with the finish line 2.2 kms away, I’ll know I’ve made it even if I have to hobble. But that’s not going to happen, I am finishing strong. I think I am probably going to cry when I cross it, but that might not be the case – when I was pregnant with my daughter, my last baby (a difficult, high-risk pregnancy after losing Sarah) – I visualized myself giving birth to a healthy baby and I always cried with relief. But then when she was born I didn’t, I was just tired and ecstatic. When I had my dream about running with Sarah 17 years ago (that story is here) I was calm and serene.

So all bets are off. I just know that I’m ready and I’m going to finish at about 1 pm. I might cry, I might laugh, I might puke, my daughter might let me give her a hug (she usually doesn’t when I’m all sweaty from a long run).

Then I’m going to go home and have a long bath and I’m going to need someone to invite me over for a huge meal.

Then the next day is Thanksgiving and I’d really like someone to invite me over for a large dinner.

Because this year I’m not cooking the bird.

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The Curious Case of Non-Stiffness


When the rain comes (3)

Originally uploaded by VeNiVi

My long slow run yesterday was 19 kilometres in 2 hours and 10 minutes. It rained the entire time, by the first five km I was thoroughly soaked. At the 1:40 mark, in the middle of our second 30-minute tempo pick-up, my left hip and calf started to twinge with tightness.

Afterwards I had a bath, ate, went out to get groceries, ate again, and slept for an hour and a half, then cleaned my place and hosted friends for dinner. I finally got the kitchen clean and went to bed at 1 am. In all that time – no hobbling with stiffness. No sore feet. No blisters.

I woke up this morning – a little dehydrated from the wine, but feeling great otherwise. No lactic-acid-drenched legs, feet perfectly fine.

What?? After last week’s run of just over an hour I stiffened up by dinnertime! I must replicate this non-stiffness in the future. What did I do right?

I think I did four things to help my recovery – long hot soak, lots of hot tea, restorative nap and light activity.

When I got home I threw off the soaked clothes and ran a hot bath. My skin was red where my soaked running clothes had touched. The hot water actually felt cold until I started to warm up. My daughter boiled a kettle of water and slowly added it until it was the temperature of a hot tub. Ahhhh. It was hard to get out of there.

Rehydrating is essential – I drank two big mugs of tea.

After I shopped for the evening’s meal, I crawled back into bed and was blissfully napping until it was time to get up, clean up and start prepping for my dinner – halibut fillets in an orange teriyaki sauce, new steamed potatoes, asparagus, salad, olives, whole-grain baguette. My dear friends brought pie – PIE! for dessert. Yum…

I made sure to drink a big glass of water as I was washing up after they left. I think the fact I didn’t just lay on the couch and watch movies and eat cereal had a lot to do with it – I kept moving — cooking and eating well and laughing with my friends.

It was absolutely lovely to wake up feeling great with supple, not wooden, legs. I felt like a kid I was so happy! Get ready for more dinner parties thrown by yours truly.

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Marathoner's Torture Series #3 – 3 lame – and 4 great – sacrifices of a marathon runner

Marathon training is consistent, disciplined and only for the truly motivated, or bat s**t crazy. I haven’t decided which camp I’m in. Here are some lame and not-so-lame things marathon runners give up in their quest for the finisher’s medal:

A social life. Who can stay up past ten when they do five or more hard workouts a week lasting an hour or more each? Parents of small children beg off parties at midnight, laughing about how they magically turn back into moms and dads at the stroke of 12. Marathoners start yawning at 9 pm. “I just hate to go, but I’ve got a 15 K with two 5 K -pace pick-ups tomorrow morning,” while their orphaned friends say “huh” and pour another drink. Speaking of drink –

Fine wine and spirits. They’re dehydrating. More than one and you’re headachy and your run the next day sucks (if you’re a lightweight like me that is). They contain too much sugar and your body needs good calories. Stay away if you know what’s “good” for you dammit! Speaking of which —

Feeling full. Crikey! Are all marathoners hungry all the time? I once worked with an economist who was an ultra-triathlete. That means he did two or three Ironman-distance triathlons – back-to-back, all at once. Now that’s definitely in the category of bats**t crazy. If anyone brought any food – be it donuts, cookies, rice cakes, carob-coated seaweed clusters, thawed out frozen hamburger patties that had been sitting in the freezer too long and microwaved to soggy goodness, I mean anything – he’d literally leap over his desk and be first in line. I’m not that bad. I bring 3 healthy mini-meals to work every day, otherwise every two hours I’d be heading to Timmy’s across the street for a crueler. Which leads me to —

Excess weight. This only works if you watch your nutrition. There are many marathon runners of all shapes and sizes. I lost that extra ten pounds I’ve put on in the last three years by dedicating myself to bootcamp-style workouts with Megan for twelve weeks and sticking to good eating habits – that was mostly before I started training for the marathon.

New friends! People are still flocking to sign up for training clinics at shoe stores everywhere. There is a huge community of runners out there who train together, socialize together and travel together to various races across the world. I did a Google search for “running tourism” and came up with over 10 pages of entries: I found a recent Canadian article on the subject.

Feeling bloated, crappy and blah People who exercise regularly have more energy, better sex lives, yada yada. You’ve all heard it before, and it’s true – to a point. After a run that lasts more than 1.5 hours, I’m a write-off the rest of the day. Naps are my friend! Otherwise, I have fewer bouts of vague achies and sickies than I did as a less active person. That’s also due to another great loss –

Stress. This is true to a point as well. While exercise makes you stronger, more relaxed, lowers blood pressure and helps get rid of the bad stress hormones plaguing your bloodstream – once the mileage piles up, the reverse can happen to a marathon runner. Or, as my massage therapist  (Duane of Duane’s House of Pain infamy) once quipped:

“Once you cross the 15-or-20 mile a week threshold, you’re not running for your health anymore, you’re putting extra stress on your body you have to deal with.”

And with that, I must go ice my feet …

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