A good deal on new shoes and realizing that I had almost 400 miles on the Sketchers, ended up being a good coincidence. So my new road running shoes and going to be Saucony Kinvara 3's...
Friday, April 26, 2013
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Garden Spot Village Half Marathon
We decided that I would do this one after finding out about it and the Road Apple award at last years Bird-in-Hand half marathon. We drove over the Pennsylvania the night, allowing us to go and get a feel for the place at packet pickup, which was a breeze, followed by a nice meal and few cold ones the night before. We did see an English girl that was asking everyone to sign a car tire that she had, and commit to having a healthier and more environmentally aware lifestyle, what the tire was all about, we had no idea. We were staying about ten miles from the start live, but armed with the trusty GPS we were quite confident. Little did I realize the fun that the GPS had planned for us in the morning.
Up bright and early in the morning, as planned. I had already decided to wear a long sleeve shirt and shorts, although at the start of the race it was damn cold, it was going to heat up a little during the race and obviously I was going to warm up as well. I grabbed a quick snack, we jumped in the car, fired up the GPS and got going, or so we thought. It turns out that this was going to be one of these times where the phone's urgency detection system kicked in and steadfastly decided that it was just not going to bloody work, we were on out own, jeez. After a few minutes we realized that someone had decided to try and follow us to the race and we soon took a random, 'just bloody turn left here and we'll get close'. Luckily we had inadvertently managed to find the second half of the half marathon route and we followed it in. We got there, way more stressed than planned, but get there we did.
The race start, while bedlam, was very well organised. There were plenty people to help with directions and general questions, etc. We parked on the grass at the entrance to the residential complex and strolled over, it was damn cold, but with with a beautiful blue sky. All we had left to do was to try a find a spot to wait that was (a) in the sun & (b) out of the cold breeze & (c) find a bloody portapotty for me before the race started.
After the obligatory national anthem and then a rather bizarre pre-run prayer it was time to get ready for the off. Here is a video of the start, taken by Bren, if you watch to the very end, you can see 'tire girl', I'm approx 1:48 in, but not too easy to spot.
The race eventually got underway and we were off. The first part of the course took us out through the far side of the village, and as like all other races I've been on was bedlam and basically an exercise in trying to find a small gap to run in and not getting stuck behind a group of slower runners. The pack did stretch out quite fast and before even the first mile was done, running at my own pace was a breeze. The hills at the start were fairly gentle and only a mild preview of what was to come.
In the race packet was a small hydrapouch, that the race management were encuraging everyone to refil & use, instead of grabbing cups from the water station. At first I thought this idea a little crazy, but decided to go with it. I used it at the first water station and after a little practice I decided that this appealed to my 'tree hugger' sensibilities and decided that it was the way to go. Within half a mile of using the bloody thing and then clipping it onto my waistband, it had fallen off and I was back in the land of the cup consumers, oh well, c'est la vie.
If there is one thing I will say about south eastern Pennsylvania, it is damn hilly, and they seemed to go on for ever. It seemed lke there wasn't a flat piece of land of the whole thirteen miles. My pace would be pretty good on the downhills, I'd even overtake a few people, but not going crazy, trying to conserve energy and my legs, but come the uphills, I'd be getting passed by everyone. After mile 5 we had a mile or so of downhills, but they weren't much fun, as I realized that, what with this being a lollipop run, I was going to be running up these soon enough, and they were damn steep. Typically I only walk at the aid stations, while drinking, but almost exactly at mile 8, on a really crappy and very steep uphill section. It was around this time that my running form fell apart, my ankle starting hurting and I was full of self doubt. Around mile 10, I saw the tire girl from the night before and she was dragging the thing, it was tied to rope which was tied around her waist, and I believe she was doing the marathon, absolutely crazy, she is an athletic god, incredible.
It was just after seeing her that I had a wee bit of a revelation, my paced had slowed but I really didn't feel any crappier, I was just wimping out. I decided to get my sh!t together, stop feeling sorry for myself and, most of all, stop letting people pass me. Once I got over that purely psychological hurdle I starting feeling a little better about things. Don't get me wrong, the hills still sucked, but instead of bitching about it to myself, I just got on with it.
Around mile 11 the course stopped being a lollipop and we started to head to the end. It was looking flatter and really quite pretty for running, after some very tricky mental gymnastics I realised that given luck a sub 2hr completion was in my sights, all I was looking for at the start was a sub 2:10, due to crappy preparations, so what the hell. It all finally fell apart as we turned the final bend towards the village, only to be met with a long gradual, uphill, oh well, ho hum...
I turned the final corner to the finish line, saw Bren, smiled, felt a guy desperately trying to beat me, the old guy, let him enjoy it and finished. Official time 2:02:37, 22 out of 37 for my age group, 295 out of 682 overall, not amazing, but not too shabby.
How Endomondo saw it - http://www.endomondo.com/workouts/173746210/360526
How Garmin saw it - http://connect.garmin.com/activity/293938087
Up bright and early in the morning, as planned. I had already decided to wear a long sleeve shirt and shorts, although at the start of the race it was damn cold, it was going to heat up a little during the race and obviously I was going to warm up as well. I grabbed a quick snack, we jumped in the car, fired up the GPS and got going, or so we thought. It turns out that this was going to be one of these times where the phone's urgency detection system kicked in and steadfastly decided that it was just not going to bloody work, we were on out own, jeez. After a few minutes we realized that someone had decided to try and follow us to the race and we soon took a random, 'just bloody turn left here and we'll get close'. Luckily we had inadvertently managed to find the second half of the half marathon route and we followed it in. We got there, way more stressed than planned, but get there we did.
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| Start area, damn cold, well organised though |
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| The band, before the start |
The race eventually got underway and we were off. The first part of the course took us out through the far side of the village, and as like all other races I've been on was bedlam and basically an exercise in trying to find a small gap to run in and not getting stuck behind a group of slower runners. The pack did stretch out quite fast and before even the first mile was done, running at my own pace was a breeze. The hills at the start were fairly gentle and only a mild preview of what was to come.
In the race packet was a small hydrapouch, that the race management were encuraging everyone to refil & use, instead of grabbing cups from the water station. At first I thought this idea a little crazy, but decided to go with it. I used it at the first water station and after a little practice I decided that this appealed to my 'tree hugger' sensibilities and decided that it was the way to go. Within half a mile of using the bloody thing and then clipping it onto my waistband, it had fallen off and I was back in the land of the cup consumers, oh well, c'est la vie.
If there is one thing I will say about south eastern Pennsylvania, it is damn hilly, and they seemed to go on for ever. It seemed lke there wasn't a flat piece of land of the whole thirteen miles. My pace would be pretty good on the downhills, I'd even overtake a few people, but not going crazy, trying to conserve energy and my legs, but come the uphills, I'd be getting passed by everyone. After mile 5 we had a mile or so of downhills, but they weren't much fun, as I realized that, what with this being a lollipop run, I was going to be running up these soon enough, and they were damn steep. Typically I only walk at the aid stations, while drinking, but almost exactly at mile 8, on a really crappy and very steep uphill section. It was around this time that my running form fell apart, my ankle starting hurting and I was full of self doubt. Around mile 10, I saw the tire girl from the night before and she was dragging the thing, it was tied to rope which was tied around her waist, and I believe she was doing the marathon, absolutely crazy, she is an athletic god, incredible.
It was just after seeing her that I had a wee bit of a revelation, my paced had slowed but I really didn't feel any crappier, I was just wimping out. I decided to get my sh!t together, stop feeling sorry for myself and, most of all, stop letting people pass me. Once I got over that purely psychological hurdle I starting feeling a little better about things. Don't get me wrong, the hills still sucked, but instead of bitching about it to myself, I just got on with it.
Around mile 11 the course stopped being a lollipop and we started to head to the end. It was looking flatter and really quite pretty for running, after some very tricky mental gymnastics I realised that given luck a sub 2hr completion was in my sights, all I was looking for at the start was a sub 2:10, due to crappy preparations, so what the hell. It all finally fell apart as we turned the final bend towards the village, only to be met with a long gradual, uphill, oh well, ho hum...
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| The final ~100 metres |
How Endomondo saw it - http://www.endomondo.com/workouts/173746210/360526
How Garmin saw it - http://connect.garmin.com/activity/293938087
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| Large tech shirt, not quite large enough for me, Liam got this one |
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| The carriage and horse are Amish inspired, shoes for running, shoes in a horses mouth, your guess is as good as mine |
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Passion For Life 2013
Jings, another damn cold run, this time with the whole family, I was going to be running the 5 mile with Gordon and everyone else, ie Bren, Liam, Iona, Chris & Emma were signed up for the 5k. The run is organised by the head of the track program at Gordon's high school, Walled Lake Central, so the were going to be a lot of Gordon's friends running, I wasn't anticipating seeing very much of him.
I got up bright and early to get own and pick up the seven race packets before the crowds arrived, turned out to be one of my very few good decisions of the day. I then went home, distributed the shirts, pinned on the numbers, passed out the bagels that I got on the way home, as I am super awesome, and generally got everyone moving. As we live about ten minutes from the starting line I wasn't too concerned about getting there on time, which ended up being a little too optimistic on my part.:-)
What with trying to get Chris & Emma from their dad, Liam trying to find his friend and the general bedlam around the place, the start of the race ended up being fairly stressful. not exactly as intended. I had planned on trying to get a picture of the family together at the start, but that quickly went away as Gordon went to hang out with his cross country team buddies, Liam with his friends and generally, we all split up. The race start was pandemonium, as usual, and I managed to find Gordon within the first five minutes or so, but we were keeping a fast pace and I knew I wasn't going to be able to sustain it. H stuck with me, when he & I both knew he could do better, but stick with his old dad, he did.
On the whole the race went well for, I managed to come second in my age group, which got me a letter and prizes; a free $38 haircut and some other sundry nonsense.
Results compared to last year;
I got up bright and early to get own and pick up the seven race packets before the crowds arrived, turned out to be one of my very few good decisions of the day. I then went home, distributed the shirts, pinned on the numbers, passed out the bagels that I got on the way home, as I am super awesome, and generally got everyone moving. As we live about ten minutes from the starting line I wasn't too concerned about getting there on time, which ended up being a little too optimistic on my part.:-)
What with trying to get Chris & Emma from their dad, Liam trying to find his friend and the general bedlam around the place, the start of the race ended up being fairly stressful. not exactly as intended. I had planned on trying to get a picture of the family together at the start, but that quickly went away as Gordon went to hang out with his cross country team buddies, Liam with his friends and generally, we all split up. The race start was pandemonium, as usual, and I managed to find Gordon within the first five minutes or so, but we were keeping a fast pace and I knew I wasn't going to be able to sustain it. H stuck with me, when he & I both knew he could do better, but stick with his old dad, he did.
On the whole the race went well for, I managed to come second in my age group, which got me a letter and prizes; a free $38 haircut and some other sundry nonsense.
Results compared to last year;
| 2012 | 2013 | |
|---|---|---|
| David | 40:48 | 41:50 |
| Bren | 1:03:56 | |
| Gordon | 53:40 | 40:35 |
| Liam | 46:21 | 42:37 |
| Iona | 45:54 | 42:38 |
| Chris | 1:03:44 | |
| Emma | 52:15 |
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| Me, close to the end, struggling |
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| Gordon finishing strong |
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| Liam & Iona finishing together |
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| Bren & Donna, Commerce Cougars, crossing the line together |
Sunday, March 17, 2013
2013 Shamrock 'n' Roll Run
Here's to a quick one. Damn cold morning, Bren's first race. Bren was starting exactly one hour after me but I was hoping to make it back in time for her start. Due to current injuries and lack of training, this wasn't at all certain.
The morning was damn cold, well below freezing, which is really quite bizarre as last year it was in the low 70s at the start, but this is Michigan and the climate is a bloody disaster, and so we move on. After the usual Kona stuff we got on with it. At one point, ~mile 5, one runner asked if I was carrying an injury as I seemed to be favoring my left foot, and he was right, the pain in my ankle was building and my form was starting to get affected, I just wanted to be done. Crossed the line faster than I hoped for, got the usual snacks and a very impressive medal (they never disappoint). All in all a fun morning, but damn cold.
I have to give a huge shout out here to Kona Running, every race they organize is better than the last. This time, instead of just trying to encourage slower racers to start at the back, they were actually having two different starts, the second 10 minutes after the first in both the 5k & 10k races. Obviously this still doesn't stop eveyone, but it certainly helped.
The bibs also have a QR code that enabled you to get your results after the race, just by scanning it with your handy dandy cell phone app
Finish time of 52:12, 27th out of 100 in my age group and 340th out of 1,818 overall, glad I got it done and legs weren't sore for too many days after.
The morning was damn cold, well below freezing, which is really quite bizarre as last year it was in the low 70s at the start, but this is Michigan and the climate is a bloody disaster, and so we move on. After the usual Kona stuff we got on with it. At one point, ~mile 5, one runner asked if I was carrying an injury as I seemed to be favoring my left foot, and he was right, the pain in my ankle was building and my form was starting to get affected, I just wanted to be done. Crossed the line faster than I hoped for, got the usual snacks and a very impressive medal (they never disappoint). All in all a fun morning, but damn cold.
I have to give a huge shout out here to Kona Running, every race they organize is better than the last. This time, instead of just trying to encourage slower racers to start at the back, they were actually having two different starts, the second 10 minutes after the first in both the 5k & 10k races. Obviously this still doesn't stop eveyone, but it certainly helped.
The bibs also have a QR code that enabled you to get your results after the race, just by scanning it with your handy dandy cell phone app
Finish time of 52:12, 27th out of 100 in my age group and 340th out of 1,818 overall, glad I got it done and legs weren't sore for too many days after.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
2013 and all that...
So here we are in 2013 and my grand plan for running is gradually falling apart, one missed run at a time. I started out in great form, out running in the snow, freezing cold with my new hydration system and then the really crappy temperature and conditions hit and all hell broke loose. It only takes a couple of days for things to things to really fall apart and before you know it you are horribly behind. And then I ran 3.5 miles outside on the morning of Superbowl Sunday, I was very pleased, it went well and I felt that I might just be able to get the wheels back onto the bus and get going, and then I managed to roll my ankle going down stairs to put some clothes in the dryer. Jeez, wtf, I run almost four miles in ice and snow, cross country, without issue and bugger my ankle going down stairs that I have went down literally thousands of times before...
Update January 12th - went to see the doctor yesterday, just over a week after it happened. The nurse decided that maybe the doctor would like see an x-ray, just in case, so we did. After a while he eventually decided to join me and after a brief examination he declared that I may have some ligament damage so no running for another three weeks and maybe an MRI, for good measure.
So right now, I have a number of races in jeopardy...
Gutted...
Update January 12th - went to see the doctor yesterday, just over a week after it happened. The nurse decided that maybe the doctor would like see an x-ray, just in case, so we did. After a while he eventually decided to join me and after a brief examination he declared that I may have some ligament damage so no running for another three weeks and maybe an MRI, for good measure.
So right now, I have a number of races in jeopardy...
Gutted...
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