Good runs, bad runs, isn’t all just timing?

At some point on this hill I will question why I did this race

Today’s run (street): 2.4 miles

I looked at a course map for the Oyster Bay 5K that I plan to run on Saturday, October 15. The first 1.3 miles are all uphill and, according to Gmaps and MapMyTri, the overall elevation gain is greater than James Street, the bane of Cow Harbor racers. The saving grace, if there is one, is that this hill stretches a lot farther than James Street, and that may mean that the grade is lower. I’m hoping that’s true.

My run today was a little disappointing. After good experiences on Wednesday and Thursday, where I had great energy and form, I had hoped for another good run. I can’t explain it exactly, but I felt unbalanced and under-powered this morning. I even modified my route, shortening its length to save time after a late start. As I was running, I thought about whether I’d be the “Thursday me” or the “Friday me” when I go out on the hilly course a week from now.

So, what does it mean when you run well for days and then you don’t? In this case, I don’t think it means that much. I probably needed more rest and it wouldn’t hurt for me to stretch a little. Sometimes it’s timing of your performance curve, good days and bad. Right now I’m hoping this 5K coincides with a good running day. With that hill, I’m going to need all the advantage I can get.

Payoff from yesterday’s ad hoc workout

Today’s run (street): 2.6 miles

I’m the early morning darkness it’s sometimes difficult to tell if its raining until you actually step outside. I’ve misjudged the weather more than once and been forced back upstairs onto the treadmill or the elliptical.
I feared that I might encounter a light rain when I stepped out this morning, but the skies were clear and the humidity was moderate.

The light was interesting at 4:00 AM, brighter than I’d have expected, with a light breeze moving the trees around. I set off and immediately felt the difference in humidity compared to Sunday, when I’d last run outdoors. It was much cooler today, and the slight winds were making it feel even more comfortable.

My short, but tough, incline workout on Tuesday seemed to help my stride today. I had no trouble getting up to speed and I moved along with less effort than I usually require for the pace that I maintained. I added a little more distance to my route as I was enjoying the experience of a good run that can feel almost like floating. Today’s run was a good reminder that mixing up your training focus with speed and hill work can lead to better results on the road.

Race report: 2011 Cow Harbor 10K

Hooray, I beat my predicted finish time!

Today’s run (Great Cow Harbor 10K): 6.2 miles – 9:13 pace

The 34st running of the Great Cow Harbor 10K was a great experience and I was thrilled to have beaten last year’s time by three minutes and 43 seconds. But as great as it was to improve on finish time, the story of the day (for me) was running the race feeling strong the entire way through. This experience, unlike last year when I was tunnel-visioned toward just finishing, allowed me the opportunity to take in the details that make this such a great race.

Cow Harbor actually started for me last night with numbers pick-up, when I did the long drive to the Laurel Avenue school where the race begins. I arrived earlier than last year and found parking right away. As I walked the grounds of the school and went in to pick up my race bib, I was reminded again of the scale of this event. I had predicted a finish time of 57:30 and was surprised to see that I was assigned an 8000 series number that meant I would be starting in the 9th Wave.

Last year my number was in the 11000 series and I started in the 12th Wave. I worried that I had overestimated my performance potential but I figured, at worst, that my Wave mates would leave me in the dust. Happily, that wasn’t the case.

I headed to Northport this morning at about 6:30 AM and arrived at Northport HS at 7:00. I took one of the shuttle buses that delivers runners close to the starting area. I decided not to carry a bag (although they do have UPS trucks that transport gear from the start to the finish area) so I left my extra layers, smartphone and towel in my car. I made my way indoors because the temperature, helpfully cool during the race, was a little too chilly for standing around.

Many others had the same thought and as I looked around I noticed many very fit looking runners with race numbers starting with 9, 10, 11 and on. Again I worried that I’d planned incorrectly. I chatted with a few other runners to pass the time and around 8:20 I made my way to the Wave area. I ran into Paul and Beth who were standing nearby, getting ready to move into position. Paul reminded me to subtract nine minutes from the quoted split times, which was a good thing to know. We bade each other good luck and I’m guessing that they both did well today.

I saw Brian a few rows ahead of me but I couldn’t get his attention. I thought I’d catch up to Brian on Scudder Avenue but he took off faster than I was willing to run. I held my speed in check for the first mile, resisting the temptation to fly down the mostly downhill section. My split on mile 1 was 8:53 – brisk but not too fast. Last year I was feeling draggy almost from the start but this morning I felt like a V-8 with a tank full of gas. I prepared myself for the rise near the end of Woodbine and the big hill on James Street.

I was stunned by how quickly we’d passed through the cheering crowds by the harbor even though the running pack had yet to thin out in a noticeable way. I paced myself behind four giant bananas who were having a great time running the race, and before I knew it, I was taking my first steps onto Widow Hill. I knew from last year to be wary of hill walkers who stay in the middle of the road and obstruct those who are running. I didn’t love the uphill effort but I felt far stronger through that span than I did last year.

At the top of the hill I focused on my breathing and used the more level roadway to recover my aerobic rhythm. It took a few minutes, but soon I was back in race mode. I passed mile three feeling remarkably good. I remembered that at the three mile point last year I was desperate for water and feeling very weak from the heat and humidity. The dry, cool weather helped greatly today and I’d brought a hand bottle with a mix of G2 and water to ensure ready hydration.

Near mile 4 the course goes steadily uphill along Waterside Drive. I moved along well, focusing on form, breathing and stride and I still felt strong through mile 5. Shortly after this split we turned toward Main Street and sped up Pumpernickel Hill which, on balance, is far less intimidating than the James Street monster. The top of this hill signals the beginning of the end and the start of a mostly downhill stretch leading to the finish line.

Usually at this point in a race (certainly the case at last year’s Cow Harbor) I’m in survival mode, just holding on until the end. When I began the descent towards the finish I said to myself, “All it takes is all you got” and called upon whatever I had left. I came through the finish in 57:12 feeling great about the race I’d run.

I’m really pleased that this year I’ve achieved PB times on the NHP 8K, the Dirty Sock 10K and, today, the Great Cow Harbor 10K. The weather certainly helped, but I feel really good about my margin of improvement. I ran into Brian at the post-race festival and he was happy to have made it through another Cow Harbor race.

This a great race and spectator event, and with so many elite runners on the course, it feels special to participate. The race volunteers are universally kind and patient and the organizers don’t miss a trick. I guess after 34 years they’ve figured out how to make it all work. Can’t wait to do it next year.

Tough end to my taper

Today’s run (street) 2.25 miles

I had planned today’s run, my last before Cow Harbor, to be an easy workout that affirmed my readiness for the race on Saturday. I wore my Brooks GTS-10’s to protect my Achilles and looked forward to a pleasant run. It didn’t quite go as planned.

I double checked that the Garmin was recording properly as I took my first steps toward the road. No problems there. Instead of my expected slow but rolling gait, my stride felt off balance and I experienced some pain in my left shin. My legs felt heavy and my energy level was half of what it was yesterday. I considered stopping and returning home but decided to tough it out. My plan was to run slow and that wasn’t going to change.

I’m not sure why I was feeling off today, but it was both physical and mental. I’ve had a busy week in the office and that continues today, so perhaps it’s fatigue as much as anything else. I made it through my run though I changed the route and covered less distance than usual. I felt the workout after all and I’m hoping that whatever afflicted me this morning will be gone by Saturday morning.

Garmins only work when you bother to turn them on

Today’s run (street): 2.5 miles

With only a couple of days left on my taper, I went out this morning with the goal of bettering yesterday’s performance. I was pleased with how I ran on Tuesday so I maintained a slightly longer stride this morning. I listened to my internal metronome at 2/2 time, in hopes of keeping my SPM in the mid to high 80’s.
When I was approaching what I’d guess was the 3/4 mark of my first mile, I heard my Garmin chirp. I saw that the watch was going into power reserve mode. Apparently, I never hit the start button when I began to run. I was annoyed, but I decided to run without tracking my time rather than start tracking it at that point. Still, I had a pretty good idea of how long I’d run because I began my run right at 4:00 AM.
Despite having no measurement tool, I pushed my pace using my effort level as a guide to my performance. Given my distance that I measured using Gmaps, I ran approximately the same as yesterday, which is to say, well. Tomorrow will be my final run before my workout and I plan to take that easy. No need to invite injury this late in the game.

Bethpage base run better than expected

Today’s run (Bethpage State Park): 6.7 miles

With Cow Harbor happening next week, I knew I needed to put in a few more base miles before I begin my training taper. Last year I spent a lot of time focusing on the Cow Harbor route and the strategy to run it. I even did a trial run of the course to understand firsthand the challenges of James Street, Waterside Drive and Pumpernickel Hill.

I haven’t done too much thinking about it this year and I’m guessing that’s okay. I know from last year that I should take the first mile slow despite the temptation to sprint along Scudder Avenue’s downhill sections. Better to reserve energy for the end of Bayview Ave. and James Street’s “Widow Hill.” I’m really hoping that the weather will be cooler than last year, when the heat and humidity sent half a dozen people to the hospital. Even so, I know I’ll reach a point during that race when I’m questioning why I’m doing it. All it takes is all you got.

I went over to the bike path at Bethpage State Park this morning. It’s my favorite place for runs on pavement that are longer than four or five miles. The theme of today’s run was time, not speed. I didn’t care how fast I ran, I just wanted to run at least an hour to help reinforce my conditioning. Bethpage isn’t quite as challenging as Cow Harbor in terms of elevation changes, but it’s rolling. The bike trail has two hilly sections that can be tough to get over and the worst of it is at the end.

I brought along my hand bottle that I filled with Gatorade G2 and the air was so cool that I didn’t take my first sip until I was past the 2 mile mark. Although my perceived effort was fairly low I was maintaining a better pace than normal for this type of run. I was actually annoyed when I looked at my Garmin at the three mile mark to see I was pacing around 9:10 per mile because I wanted to do this run closer to 9:50.

There were many runners and cyclists on the path. I noticed more running groups than usual and I wondered if the Ocean to Sound Relay was happening today (I checked later and saw that it will be held on the 25th). I changed direction after a number of runners coming from the other side had passed by. I feared getting swallowed up by them and preferred to draft in their wake. Nothing surprised me more than when I started passing them, first a few single runners and then entire groups. I was simply maintaining my pace. Interestingly, I wasn’t passed by a single runner all day.

By mile five I was beginning to tire but I wasn’t losing much speed. I continued to drink the G2 and almost finished it just before I took on the long hill that comes at the end. I didn’t take the hill fast but I did maintain a steady rhythm as I ascended. I really appreciated the final 50 meters that is all downhill.

Most women ask for roses

I got to my car and was able to sit down immediately because I had placed an AllSport SeatShield covering on my car’s seat. I got a couple of these water/sweat proof covers after my wife (rightfully) complained that towels on the seats don’t do a good enough job. She gets mad when I occasionally take her car to runs and her seats end up moist from sweat. These covers, at about $20 apiece, seemed expensive when I realized that they’re made of material that’s similar to recyclable shopping bags. But the covers fit very well over the seats and kept them dry. If that result makes my wife happy then it’s worth every penny!

What it takes

Today’s run (treadmill): 2.5 miles

My favorite running quote, attributed to Marc Davis (an Olympic runner) goes “All it takes is all you got.” Looking beyond the questionable grammar, I find this quote inspiring. I don’t think it means giving all you’ve got all the time. That’s something a jet engine has to do. A person needs balance in their life and most of the time all it takes is what you need. But when you are standing at the starting line, it should be all that you’ve got. Otherwise, what’s the point?

I thought about that quote as I fired up the treadmill this morning. I’d hoped to get outside but the rain changed my mind. Since I don’t like the treadmill, I try to incorporate strategies to get me through my runs. One technique is to start slow and blip up my speed every minute until I reach a brisk pace that I maintain until the end. Other times (like yesterday) I start slow and stay that way throughout most of my run.

Today I decided that I had to give it “all I got” because Cow Harbor is two weekends away and I can’t waste conditioning time on maintenance miles. I started at around a 9:00 pace that felt far faster and thought there was no way that I could maintain that for the duration. After about eight minutes I began to feel more comfortable with the pace and I increased my speed a couple of times until I reached my targeted distance.

I ended up giving it all I’ve got today and I finished feeling, hot, soaking and spent. Exactly how I like to feel after I’ve run a race my way.

My fastest 5K ever*

Today’s run (track): 1 mile warm-up, 8 x 200, 1 mile cool down

I knew I needed to get in some speed work so I headed to the local HS track this morning. When I arrived I noticed that the adjacent lot was almost full and saw that the high school team was playing a pre-season game against another town. There were people up in the stands and standing alongside the track that circles the football field. There were also people walking around the track, seemingly oblivious to the action taking place a few feet away.

I started my workout with a brisk mile warm-up that I completed in 8:13. That wasn’t bad for a cold start. I followed that with eight 200 meter intervals, with one minute recovery periods, and averaged 6:54 for that mile. I finished my workout with a 1.1 mile cool down run that I did in 8:52. I ended up averaging 8:01 for the 3.1 miles (24:39).

*This can’t really be counted as my fastest 5K because it wasn’t a continuous run. Knowing that you can stop after 200 meters, or even after a mile, helps keep you moving fast. However, I will say that every second on that track was focused on performance. At the end, I was satisfied that I was doing my best to prepare for the Cow Harbor race.

Post-earthquake run

Did you feel that?

Today’s run (street): 2.65 miles

Yesterday afternoon, the city was abuzz with excitement about the tremors from an earthquake that had hit the DC area. Though I was out at that time, I completely missed the experience. Buildings were evacuated and even my wife and kids felt it in Long Island. To me, the most amazing thing about it was that the LIRR still ran on time last night.

This morning I knew I needed to step up the pace for my run. Yesterday morning I gave myself a break and did a slow recovery run. It’s seductive to do that because it feels great to run without straining. This is especially true when you go out right after waking up.

I wore my Hattori’s for the first time in a week, having switched to the Mirages for Dirty Sock training and recovery. It was nice to have lighter shoes, but I noticed the zero drop more than I usually do. I worked on keeping my turnover steady and hoped that my cadence was edging toward the high-80 SPM range. I ran a different route and covered a little more distance than I normally do. I was satisfied with the effort, overall. Though my pace performance wasn’t above average, it was solidly back to normal. I hope to improve that this weekend.

Thoughts on yesterday’s race

Yesterday’s race wasn’t the toughest run I’ve faced this year, but in some ways I consider it my best effort. That’s true, even with the LI Half Marathon I ran in May that was both difficult and humbling. On that race, I missed my performance target by a significant sum, but I am proud that (even with an injury) I didn’t walk a single step over its 13.1 miles. Still, I feel that yesterday’s Dirty Sock 10K represented my competitive best. There wasn’t a single moment when I backed off the throttle, even as my energy levels dropped sharply near the end.

You’d think I would have done better than I did with the effort that I put forth on Sunday. I’ll admit that I felt dismay at the hordes of people who caught up and passed me at various times during the race. I thought, “Why are they all running faster than me? How have they trained compared to me?”  The answer is probably a mix of things. First, I’m no longer in my 20’s or 30’s. Second, I suspect that many participants in yesterday’s race probably train regularly at 10K-plus distances with an effort that I usually reserve only for race day.

With that, I’m pleased with the work I did on Sunday to achieve the best time I’ve ever attained in that race. Like this year’s NHP 8K, I’ve done better the third year than in any previous year. As long as I can hold the gains I feel that I’m on track with my training. It will be interesting to see how I do at the Great Cow Harbor 10K. I don’t know if I’ll improve over 2010’s time, but I know I won’t regret my effort.