At long last: 2013 running goals

Today’s run (treadmill): 25 minutes

I realized last night that I never posted last year’s running goals. In prior years I had done that on the blog, but I guess I just forgot to do it for 2012. I’m not sure what goals I would have set last year, beyond hoping to improve my half marathon time and participating in a race I’d never run before. I did both of those things last year, so I guess I achieved something. This year I’m thinking about the following as my 2013 running goals:

1. More weekday running diversity.
For practical reasons, my running routine has become less and less adventurous. My weekday 4:00 AM runs were once daily adventures where I’d run on different streets each day and then scramble to get home in time to stay on schedule. This devolved into running the exact same route, every day, to stay within a rigid time frame. Worse, some time last year I stopped doing outdoor runs on weekdays in favor of the treadmill to minimize prep time and maximize recovery time

Goal: Run outdoors at least once a week before work. Establish at least one alternate route to take every other week.

2. More NYC running.
Way back when, I’d frequently run in Central Park, on the West Side bike path or even over bridges to New Jersey or Brooklyn. Regular running partners Adventure Girl and JQ have left the east coast and I’ve had trouble finding running buddies who are willing to commit to workday runs.

Goal: Monthly runs in Central Park, with or without a partner.

3. Break the neighborhood running habit on weekends.
Just like my slide to predictable routes and then to the treadmill on weekday mornings, my weekend runs have become fairly mundane workouts that take place mostly around my neighborhood. My excuse has been that local runs save time (which is in short supply on weekends) but boring running really undercuts the experience.

Goal: One run outside of my neighborhood every weekend (weather permitting).

4. Return to racing.
Event date changes and race cancellations due to Hurricane Sandy disrupted my running momentum. I am completely out of the racing habit and don’t have a race on the schedule until Marcie Mazzola in April.

Goal: Run at least one race prior to April’s event. Bonus: Run a different half marathon than the RXR LI.

5. Participate in a group run (club organized or otherwise).

Goal: find a an open meet-up, local club run or organize one myself. 

Unlike years past, I’ve decided not to put in any performance or distance goals this year. If I meet my race goals, performance will take care of itself. I have run enough distance at this point to know I can run more. Besides that, I’m not sure running more than 13 or 14 miles is really that beneficial to my health.

Now that I’ve posted these goals, I guess I need to start working on them. This weekend will present my first opportunity to do that. Bethpage, here I come.

If running wasn’t healthy would you still run?

Take your pick

Today’s run (treadmill): 25 minutes

My wife mentioned a conversation she’d recently had with our son. They were talking about the motivation for working out. A question they’d pondered was, “If running wasn’t healthy, would people still do it?” It’s an interesting thought, because most people will tell you that they run for enjoyment. In my opinion, it’s much more likely that most people run for the health benefit. Occasionally they’ll enjoy  the experience.

Would I run if the benefits weren’t clear? That depends on a lot of things. In this scenario, is running harmful or is it health-neutral? If we suddenly learned that running does not contribute to health, I know I’d mothball the treadmill in a second. But, unless it caused harm, I’d probably still run trails. The point is moot, because I’ve realized big health benefits from running 20 or so miles a week. While I sometimes dislike the work, I always feel great in the end.

There are people on the other end of the spectrum, those who run ultra-long distances or compete in Ironman competitions, who may actually do themselves more harm than good. I wonder if these people accept the risk and choose to run for hours because they love the experience. I suspect that many of these athletes view endurance sports with a distorted lens: if a little running is healthy, a lot of running must be even better. Unfortunately  anorexics tend to look at eating (or not eating) the same way.

I ran on the treadmill this morning and thought about the enjoyment vs. health question. I decided that the only reason I was running (while most people were still sleeping) was to fulfill the commitment I’d made to stay in shape. But this weekend I’ll be viewing my running a little differently, with a planned trail run at Caleb Smith State Park. That’s my definition of fun and it just happens to be a healthy thing to do.

I have a trust issue and you should too

Today’s run (treadmill): 25 minutes

As I’ve said in a recent post, I don’t trust drivers when I’m out on a run. I am constantly flabbergasted by what I see while I’m out on the road. Cars driving 50 MPH in my neighborhood that has a posted speed limit of 30. No one using turn signals or coming to a full stop at stop signs. By believing that drivers will always do the wrong thing, I’m able to manage safely.

Last weekend I was running along a road when I spotted a woman four houses ahead getting into her car. I had a suspicion that she wasn’t going to be careful and as I came closer, I saw her backing out quickly without looking. Had I not been hyper aware, she might have hit me – or come close to it. I was up and over the curb before the situation became dangerous. That didn’t stop me from screaming, “Hey, did you look before you pulled out?! Do you ever look?!” I could tell she felt bad or was freaked out by my screaming at her. Either way, I’m hoping she won’t forget the lesson.
This morning I ran on the treadmill because it was raining slightly and that meant conditions outside would be dark and slippery. Nothing interesting to report about my indoor run, but when I left for the train a little after 6:00 AM, I found myself in the position of being the driver pulling out with a runner passing by. Even though it’s dark and quiet at that time, I was careful and looked both ways. The runner was hard to see because he wore dark colors and was running on the right side of the road. He either assumed I’d see him or was planning to thread the needle and run past my car once it cleared the end of the drive.
I saw him after taking a careful second look to my right and hit the brake before backing out. He passed by unscathed. I wanted to yell to him that he’s invisible and was taking a risk by running in dark clothes, but I’ve learned by now that people resent being told these things. The only reason I didn’t hit this fool was that I double-checked both sides before I backed out. I don’t trust drivers when I run, and I don’t trust runners when I drive. Trust must be earned and so far, no one’s earning.   

A different perspective on running ability

Running strata as viewed by a newbie

Over the weekend my son and I were looking at some posts dating back to late 2008. That was around the time when I started to run in a dedicated way. Most of my early posts were about discovery and understanding. One post that my son really liked was an unscientific assessment of running abilities. The above graphic shows the levels that I’d defined at the time to differentiate between newbies like me, compared to long standing runners.

In December of 2008, I put myself between “beginner” and “intermediate”, though in retrospect I should have used “advanced beginner” to describe my abilities. At that time, I viewed runners who covered distances between 16 and 24 miles as “established.” My 20 mile per week average puts me right in the center of that range. I guess after four years I could claim to be at that level.

But distance (or even speed) aren’t really the best way of describing a person who runs. Both of those measurements have as much to do with age and circumstance as they do with experience. Today, I’d characterize it differently and say that anyone who regularly practices the discipline of running (regardless of how fast or how far they go) is a runner. That’s all people really need to know.

Shopping-free Black Friday run

Today’s run (street): 4.2 miles

I love weeks like this when I get an extra day to run without my usual time constraint. It’s the day after Thanksgiving and I would have expected to see other runners on the road, working off yesterday’s big dinners. But it was surprisingly quiet at 7:30 AM. Perhaps people were sleeping in, or already out at one of those ubiquitous Black Friday sales at the mall. Good luck to them. You won’t find me at a mall until after New Years.

Yesterday’s turkey trot was a fun event, but the way I ran it could hardly be considered a workout. Still, there were some big hills and forty minutes of moving faster than walking pace has to count for something. This morning my goal was to cover four miles and to work up a sweat while I did it.

It was 36° when I set out for my run. I’d dressed for slightly lower temperatures and was concerned about overheating. Despite that concern, I remained comfortable throughout the run. Besides a couple of cars and a sanitation truck, I had the roads pretty much to myself. My wife was in the process of making pancakes for the kids when I left. Although I could have easily gone for a couple of extra miles, thoughts of breakfast guided me back home.

My run wasn’t particularly fast, but it was in the range of acceptable. It was a pleasant enough experience, but I’d like to run in a place more interesting than my neighborhood this weekend. Bethpage State Park’s website is still saying that, besides the tennis facilities and golf courses, the park remains closed. Most alternatives involve a lot more driving and that’s about as appealing as a trip to the mall.

Selfishness, empowerment and running

People are suffering, but ya gotta pay us first!

Today’s run (street): 3.8 miles

Let’s start with the good news — the power to our house was restored yesterday and the Emerging Runner family has finally returned home. We are grateful to our hosts for seven (!) days of heat, lights and hot water. That was especially appreciated after enduring the first four days of Sandy in a cold dark house.

The not so good news is that our phone service, that stayed up during and after the hurricane, suddenly stopped working yesterday afternoon. Verizon is saying it will be nine days until the service is restored. It’s annoying, but we all have cellphones. And compared to losing your power, it doesn’t even register.

Now that things have returned to normal I am able to look at LIPA without the lens of anger and frustration. My view has not changed and after two consecutive years having lost power for multiple days (and with no communication from LIPA throughout), I’m advocating for a regime change.

Signon.org is collecting electronic signatures with a goal of delivery a petition with 10,000 names to the New York State House, the New York State Senate, and to Governor Andrew Cuomo. The petition is entitled “Hold LIPA Accountable for Poor Preparedness and Response to Hurricane Sandy.” Click this link to sign it: http://signon.org/sign/hold-lipa-accountable

In today’s Newsday there was an article about how LIPA’s workers forced out-of-state workers to join their union (and contribute 22.5% of their pro-rated pay) before the could begin to help storm victims. The level of selfishness, negligence and incompetence coming from LIPA and this union is astonishing. There’s a reason why the Department of Justice regulates the performance and behavior of monopolies. Too bad that LIPA is a New York State authority. The only way to effect change will be to vote the LIPA leadership out.

Since this is a running blog, I’ll mention that I got out this morning for my first run since Wednesday. I’d hoped that two days rest would result in an energetic effort, but my performance was decidedly average. As I ran, I saw many homes in our neighborhood that are still without power. Even after 12 days, the scars from hurricane Sandy are starkly visible. I could see many tree and line trucks along the street, a rare sight until recently. I’m hoping that our neighbors will finally get their power back today.  

I love running, but do I actually love the run?

Race walking: not the best of both worlds 

Today’s run (street): 2.5 miles

Back in the early ’90’s I lived in the city and walked just about everywhere that I needed to go. It would be nothing for me to cover 20 miles or more on a weekend. My wife is exactly the same. We’d walk 90 minutes a day back and forth between our office and our apartment on 74th Street despite rain, snow, heat or humidity. It kept us in great shape and it was easy because we both enjoyed the experience.

I thought about that on my run this morning as I made my way around my regular route. I was pushing myself harder than I had prior to re-employing my heart rate monitor and my resulting pace reflected that extra effort. I was pleased with my performance, but it occurred to me that the enjoyment of a hard run comes when you’re finished, while a brisk walk is usually enjoyed in the moment.

I’m not saying that I don’t enjoy a good run. When I’m on the trails I can really appreciate the experience with all five senses (well maybe not taste) and I do appreciate the feeling I get when doing an easy run on a crisp fall morning. It would be interesting if I could enjoy every run the way I do when I walk.

On the other hand, the sense of accomplishment, endorphin rush and the athleticism that comes from a run is something that cannot be easily attained by walking. I suppose race walking could fill that void but, frankly, it just seems a bit silly.

Racing glory is relative to ability

Well Monday has rolled around again, and I’m pleased with my weekend’s running. The progress I’m making to prepare for the LI Half Marathon is fully on track. I’ve been getting some interesting perspective from reading the blog of an elite runner named Jesse Armijo, from Albuquerque, NM. This runner, who competes at the top level, faces similar concerns about preparedness and training as a mid-packer like me. But for Jesse, the stakes are higher. He’s a humble guy and I’m rooting for him.

Sometimes I wonder why I compete. It certainly isn’t for the glory of victory. I often finish at the top of the bell curve, coming in just before the last 50% of runners in a given race. My performance really couldn’t be  more average. But against my age group, I sometimes land in the top third, and that makes me happy.

Saturday’s 8+ mile run was much harder than staying home and watching the news on TV. But I had to do it, because I have to be ready to run 13.1 miles on May 6. I’m not likely to finish at the front of the curve, but I sure don’t want to end up in the back of the pack.

A day in the park (industrial version)

Today’s run: 5.5 miles (road) at 9:19

After yesterday’s tough trail run I decided to give myself a break and run on the road instead. I didn’t let myself off easy though, my first destination was the industrial park that is located a half mile from my neighborhood. I’d been thinking about the Marcie Mazzolla race course knowing that I’ll again encounter that hill that stretches for almost a mile. I clearly need to do more hill work and while yesterday was good start in that direction it was useful to duplicate the conditions of a road race. The streets in the industrial park form a 1.2 mile loop with a steady incline when running in the counterclockwise direction. I felt strong as I set out to run from my house to the industrial park. I’d dressed in a short-sleeved wicking shirt and compression shorts that turned out to be the perfect combination, but the first ten minutes of the run were a little chilly with the wind.

As I made my way around the park it occurred to me how similar this course felt to the lower loop at Central Park. Certainly not in terms of visual stimulation (although the density of Canada geese in the industrial park was far higher than in CP) but similar in the location of the elevations and downhills. I didn’t know how I was tracking for pace and I didn’t really care. It was about the hills and I felt I was holding my own. By the time I was on the third loop I noticed that I felt stronger than I did at the start. When I reached the flat part of the loop that leads to a downhill section I felt like I had done really well. Not only that, I felt like I could do more running, so I took a detour back to my neighborhood and stretched my distance to a total of 5.5 miles.

Next week I will use some of the treadmill’s hill climbing programs in my weekday morning runs to help maintain the progress I made this weekend. My overall pace of 9:19 is acceptable to me considering that a good part of today’s workout was done uphill. I’m very glad I’m resting tomorrow!

Is more time to run worth serving jury duty?

I spent my day today at the county Supreme Court building after being summoned for jury duty. Oh well, it’s the price we all pay for being a registered voter. I’m not complaining about being called to serve but I really hoped that I’d be dismissed by the judge. It’s difficult to be away from the office and this trial could have gone on for two weeks. On the other hand, court starts at 9:00 AM and I’m usually in the office by 7:30 AM so were I selected for a trial I’d have had more time to run in the morning. It was a long day and after waiting hours for Voir Dire I finally had my moment in court. Happily they selected almost everyone else but me to serve so tomorrow I’m back to work on the 6:20 AM train.

I’m thrilled that I got dismissed but I really would have loved having more time to run during the week. I’m used to getting up very early and starting my workout as quickly as possible to maximize the use of my 30 minute window. All the same, the process of rushing through the experience detracts from its enjoyment. This is why I enjoy my weekend runs, when I can start at different times and run longer distances. In the summer my company allows people to leave mid-day on Fridays between Memorial Day and Labor Day. With no obligation to return to the office after lunch, I was able to experience some great NYC running experiences and still make it home for an early weekend. During the summer I was averaging about 20 miles per week because Fridays gave me three days a week for longer runs. I was happy to total 17 miles this past week, almost double what I’ve averaged since getting the okay from my doctor to resume running in mid-January.

Since I was local, I got home earlier tonight than I normally would. I was tempted to do a run while there was still a little daylight left but I held off because Mondays are my rest days and I put in 9 miles over the weekend. Back to the treadmill tomorrow morning. Our ProForm unit continues to work despite its high decibel whine that’s signalling its failure is imminent. I only hope it lasts a few more weeks until the Sole F63 arrives.