Saturday, December 8, 2012

High 8 Us

> 1 yr catch-up in a nutshell:


  • Shortly after last year's marathon, I ran the Savannah River Bridge Run 15K. It was painful, literally. I felt like my knee was dismantling during the second half of the race.
  • So I took some time off to recover. About 6 months. I had been running pretty regularly for about two years. This time off coincided well with the meat and potatoes of my residency. Even if I wanted to run, I had zero time for it.
  • My excuse to make time for running came in preparation for a 50 mile hike on the Appalachian Trail with our church's scout troop.
  • The hike was an incredible experience. The mountains are where I belong dangit.
  • I get home, no mountains. So I'm bored with running and start some minimal amount of cross-fit in an attempt to keep things interesting.
  • Still bored and I get lazy and stop exercising again.
  • Force myself to exercise again.
  • Go to Idaho, run in thin air, almost die, race nephews and brothers in family 5K for Thanksgiving.
  • Return to Savannah, no mountains.
  • Less bored, still running, still longing for mountains, finding other ways to mix it up. Focusing on building cardio endurance.
  • Somewhere in here I wear out my Vibram FiveFingers and switch to a pair of Saucony Hattoris that I got on sale. I wash my hands of FiveFingers, satisfied with the minimal experience they provided when no one else did. Now there are many other options that aren't hideous.
Some Detail is bound to follow, including rants and updates to my evolving shoe philosophy.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Savannah Rock n' Roll Marathon Race Report

Final time 4:43:42

Let me just say that it is good to have the marathon monkey off my back. I've been meaning to enter a marathon for quite some time, but waited and waited for the right circumstances to give me adequate time to train. When I found out this race was coming to Savannah and there was an extreme discount that showed up in my email, I committed to the race. I went into the race with the idea that 4 hours flat was very achievable. I had completed long runs at a 8 min mile pace and felt like I could go further if I could keep carbs in my system. On race day, I was close to that goal until after mile 15, when I became intimately acquainted with cramps. It started on a short uphill stretch when magically, Zeus, as it were, shot lightning bolts down my calf. As time wore on cramping was up and down both of my legs-mostly my quads and calves. This forced me to walk until the cramps subsided and then "run" for however long I could until the cramps returned. I was drinking a lot, mostly Cytomax (2-3 cups at each aid station) and eating a gel every 40 minutes or so. I resorted to salt packets at an aid station and medical tent. These seemed to help briefly, but I couldn't seem to stay ahead of the cramping. The last 10 miles of the race were slow and painful.

During the race, I had little motivation to ever run a marathon again. However, as time has elapsed and painful memories repressed, I can't wait to get out and fix the things that I did wrong. So here's a list of things that have been going through my mind concerning the race:

Things that went well:

Prerace meal-stomach/bowel situation. Ate 2 hours prior to start time, emptied the bowels (this is a big deal for a long race. The last thing I wanted was a repeat of past mistakes here :) )

Running my own race-I didn't chase anybody and was in my own little world most of the race.
Hydration-In past races I have not drank enough. This time I put in too much and had to pee pretty bad at the finish. I still see this as a success because I at least go enough fluids.

Carb intake-I had energy the entire race. In the past I have "bonked" because of inadequate carb intake. This time I had 4 gels total and numerous cups of Cytomax. Only had a side ache briefly and a touch of nausea on several occasions.

Morale-Most past races have some serious mental moments where all I can think about is stopping running. While I had those thoughts and did in fact walk a significant portion of the race, I felt much more positive, even as my lofty goals were passing me by. It was just a fun day.

Things that went wrong:

Lack of endurance/sufficient training-With significant work/family/church commitments, a serious training regimen was just out of the picture for me. My longest run prior to the race was 15 miles (which I might add is right about the point things started to come unhinged in the race). I simply did not have the endurance to keep a steady pace. I could tell my body was not in a position to perform at the level I wanted it too. How to remedy this? I'll put in the time I can, but I've come to the realization that I'll never be on a full-time training regimen. My hope is to consistently run, improve, and keep balance with life's demands.

Cramping-This problem was unique to this race and led to significant improvisation. I had twinges of cramping at the Tybee Half marathon earlier this year, but this time around I had the genuine cramping experience. These were the cramps that make you jump out of bed screaming in the middle of the night x 2.5 hours. I can't help but think what the outcome would have been had cramping not forced me to walk sections of the race. Salt. I thought I was consuming enough salt in my gels, Cytomax, and salt packets. Apparently not. Time for some research, but I will probably tote some salt tablets on my next long race and up the pre-race salt consumption.

In general, the race itself was great. The Rock n' Roll Series is the real deal, with great organization (minus the expo/packet pick up). By far the largest race I've ever run, with what ended up as being close to 20,000 runners. Bands along the way were a good way to keep morale, spectators were plentiful (minus several boring stretches on the freeway). I would recommend the Rock n' Roll Series to anyone considering a half or full marathon.