This weekend I ran my 3rd half marathon race. Grossly undertrained, I might add. My longest run had been 17k a few weeks prior and I would be lucky if I got one training run in during the week. I considered switching my bib to the 10k but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
Finished another half just sounds better, right?!
I had no time goal other than to finish but if I’m honest with myself I knew I wanted to finish under 3 hours and certainly under 2:50. By some miracle or more likely sheer force of stubborn will, I crossed the finish line in 2:46:58. A minute slower than my previous effort last October and almost 10 minutes slower than my debut race in 2015.
About 10km into the race the outer aspect of my left knee started talking to me.
ITB. I haven’t experience ITB pain in several years. Uh oh. Not a good sign. A sign of undertraining in my opinion and poor post run stretch and foam roller etiquette.
But really, should I have expected anything different?
Oh and I probably needed new running shoes 6 months ago.
Now, on a training run I would pause my Garmin and stretch out my hip flexors but there was no way I was stopping on course. I knew that if I stopped moving to stretch I may not get started again. So, I just took extra walk breaks after 15 km or so. Before that I was sticking pretty well to my 1 km run and 100 meter walk intervals. After 15 km it was more like run 400 m, walk 200 m and repeat.
Looking around me, though, I saw other runners struggling too. I asked if they were okay. One runner had his hamstring seize up. For another it was her ankle. Others were just walking. Eventually I found the power walker I had been chasing unconsciously for most of the race and passed her. Yes! Not gonna lie. That was pretty awesome. All told when I crossed the finish line and before they gave me my medal, I burst into emotional, cathartic tears.
Let’s just say 2015 hasn’t been the greatest year for running.
I missed most of the winter running due to family issues. My dad got sick and life got busy. And I got lazy, let’s be perfectly honest. After the 1/2 marathon, one year ago today actually, I felt like I was in the best shape of my life. But that race really tired me out and physically my body needed a break even if my mind wouldn’t listen. I got shin splints again and benched myself over Christmas. With my dad’s illness, it was hard to get motivated to run and when you don’t run regularly, the -17C temperatures certainly don’t invite you out. So, I sat on my couch. I cross-stitched and ate what I wanted and gained back a few pounds.
Finally, I got some motivation and started running again in February or March, at this point it’s all a blur. It was literally like starting from scratch. Suddenly I was slow again and dealing with stupid aches and pains. I had stopped the weight training as well and everything seemed harder.
Race-wise, I made the decision earlier in the year not to repeat any race I had done in 2015. I planned all new races. I did the Ride for Heart 5K, the Waterfront 10K, the Womens’ 10K, the Beaches Jazz Run 5k and the Toronto 10-miler (16K). None of these races were personal bests, or personal records for that matter. I just went out and had fun. My training has sucked on and off all year. Shin splints, groin aches, work-life, you name it there was a reason why I didn’t run regularly.
My weight has creeped up a bit this last month or so as I had to bench myself, yet again, due to wickedly painful posterior shin splints. It’s such a constant battle. I took two weeks off before my last race, the Scotiabank 5k. My shins felt okay and since I had started cross training on the stationary bike, I hadn’t lost any ground on my fitness. Looking at the race photos, the weight gain is super obvious to me and it really bugs me. No one else would probably notice it but we are our own worst critics.
I decided today, on this 1 year anniversary of my first 1/2 marathon, that I will run that race again next year. Come hell or high water. I am going to do my utmost to keep up with cross-training and weights. Wish me luck!
I’ve started training for a 16 km (10 mile) race. It’s in mid-September and since the half-marathon last fall, I have really fallen off track with my cross training. I don’t think I picked up a weight in 6 months and my running took the toll. Everything just felt harder to do and the muscles got soft.
After the three races I ran in June I felt like I was finally back on track, so I signed up for the 16km race. I also started weight training again as part of my cross training. We don’t have that many weights at home and I don’t have time to go to a gym (you know, full time job and 3 kids) so I have to work with what I’ve got. Husband and I have talked for years about converting our garage to a gym and maybe one day we’ll do it. In the meantime, I’m happy to use my free weights. I know it isn’t a lot of weight but for what I need for it to do it’s working well.
This time around I am also going to make more of an effort to incorporate hill training and speed workouts. Hill training involves running up a hill repeatedly (fun, right?). My first session last week saw me do three hill repeats. The hill is about 200 m long and I have no idea what the incline is but it felt steep. I’ve heard the hills should be 400 m long but again, working with what’s in my neighborhood. Every week I will try to add 1-2 more repeats.
As for the speed workouts, this is a warm up of 5 min followed by 7-8 sets of 1 min sprint and 2 min recovery periods, ending with a 5 min cool down. Ideally I would like to see these runs clocking in around 7 min/km or less. This time last year I was running pretty consistently under 7 min/km except on the long runs. I know my body can do it, it just needs to remember how and that’s why I think the weights will help.
Last week I had a specialized physical exam as part of my training for a new part-time job at a medical facility. This included an exercise stress test and body fat analysis. It was very interesting being on the other side of the examination table. They calculated my BMI at 23.1 with a 28% body fat composition. I was pretty happy with those numbers, even though I know they don’t mean a hell of a lot. Still, the message I got was that running is working for me. I’m back in a good space with running and I hope it keeps up.