I think I lost track of time.....well that and the school year is finally finished. Due to a combination of work, having to take care of the wee one and having to 'force' myself to get to a gym I haven't done anything. It’s been a while since I've done nothing. Even when I had my achilles problem in the fall I still got out enough to maintain my fitness.
With work coming to an end today I now have no excuses to get out a do my 'injured' workouts (the gym, grouse grind, mtn bike and roller blade). The good thing is that the achilles is almost back to normal....the bad is that this last little bit is being really stubborn.
I said previously that my training was going to be pretty boring, so I'd discuss aspects of what I think are things important to running. Some people say hard work and talent is the key, and while I don't disagree with that assessment sometimes there is something far more 'mystical' at play. So alas my topic of the day is pure good old fashioned dumb luck in running. If ever there was an underrated area of running it would be simply 'being in the right place at the right time`. If there is one thing I could ever say to a young runner is to appreciate the luck when it comes around...because it doesn't always happen.
I have been far too lucky (maybe it's simply destiny) that I ever ended up running. It's got to be luck when you cross paths with some coach, or some training partner ends up motivating you. I know for me these lucky incidents have occurred over and over again.
Back in high school (Vernon in the Okanagan) I was an okay runner (read good PE class runner, but not the best and ran a 4:52 1500m in PE class). In grade 9 I didn't even make it out of our district championships (I was 3rd and needed to be 2nd), but one of my schoolmates had to play hockey that weekend, so I was able to take his place at the Okanagan Valley championships. I can remember the race I ran (...800m) like it was yesterday. I got to wear a pair of spikes for the first time and split 61 sec (on a cinder track, which was 1 second faster than my PR at that time) and held on to run 2:13 and place 2nd to a grade 10 student. Not an indication of times to come.
I thought nothing much about the race, but a week later my HS coach came up to me and said that I had placed high enough to put in my name to make our Okanagan Zone for the BC Summer Games. So filled out the paperwork and a week or two later I got a phone call saying I had made the team. I was shocked...I had no idea what i was getting myself into...
I didn't know it at the time, but this lucky race I wasn't even supposed to run, would alter my life. I ended up going to a zone meeting/workout and meeting some of my coaches ....two guys named Don Bertoia and Mike Van Tighem. As I would find out later that summer this Don guy had actually represented Canada at the 64 Olympics. And Mike, who was one of the nicest guys I had ever met, would end up being a national team coach and end up coaching current Olympian Malindi Elmore (among many other great runners).
I also met a couple of teammates (some girl named Tania Jones and a guy who was Don's son named Dan). Dan would end up winning the Can 1500m title (and Pan Am bronze) being one of my best friends through university and my main training partner, while Tania would end up being one of Canada's top distance runner. But more about them later....
I ended up running and having a great time, but I never really thought too much about this running thing. In fact I ran X country in the fall, but it was terrible. I ran the BC HS championships, but ended up in 185th. I doubt anyone ever thought that the title of Can XC champion would ever end up beside my name if they knew of that result.
The next year in gr 10 I had the luckiest break of my life....literally. We were doing wrestling in PE class and I dislocated/broke my elbow. I wasn't allowed to do any contact sports for 6 mths. Now for a guy who lived in small town Canada and had played hockey since he was 4 yrs old this was a tragedy. That was until my HS coach came up to and told me I had no excuses to not run. Besides I wasn't allowed to do any other sports, so what the heck I thought. But still my concept of training was minuscule at best....but once again my old friend serendipity found its way into my life
I was fortunate enough to have a girl who had made the Juvenile provincial team from our school in the 400 and 800m. She would even become the eventual BC high school champion over 400m and NAIA ALL American (Alana Kripps - now married to former Can Jr 1500 rec holder Andrew Lenton). I also had another girl who was a 4:4? 1500m runner named Julie Cawkell. Both girls needed training partners and they'd find me in the hallways and ask me what I was doing after school. "Catching the bus home I guess," would be my reply. "Well maybe you could come pace us?", one or the other would ask. Of course I am kind of a stupid so I'd say 'ok', go in my tennis shoes and sometimes take Alana through some hard 400m sessions and on other days I'd help Julie in her 1500m sessions. I knew absolutely nothing except that I was helping these girls out.
But once again luck had an even greater impact. We had female teacher at our school, whose husband was on the sub list (Mr. Woods was his name) and he was trying to earn a contract position. In the meantime he helped coach our track team. But this guy knew his stuff (I think he was a sprinter so he gave us lotsa running drills and short workouts that didn't make you hate running).
When I first began training with Julie and Alana I thought they'd kick my butt, but I found that after a few workouts they couldn't keep up with me. I thought they were taking it easy, but as I was to find out later they simply couldn't keep up. I never even trusted my ability until a fateful practice, on a dirt track and done by myself.
The day in question was over our Spring Break and my head HS coach had me do a 1500m time trial with Julie. After a few steps Julie was nowhere to be seen and I ran around the oval my 3 and 3/4 laps. When I asked my coach how fast he said '4:24', I honestly didn't believe him (and I wouldn't until about 3-4 weeks later I ran an official race in 4:11).
But wait it gets better.... I got faster and faster until I ran a 2:03 and qualified for our provincial HS champs. I was shocked, that any of this happened. So off I go to the big city (the legendary Swangard stadium)... the stupid hick from Vernon in his royal blue and orange sprints spikes that were a size too big, a red pair of shorts and our school singlet of white and maroon (Oh yes I was a sight to behold to the big city club kids).
I ran the 2nd of 3 heats and about 150m in someone clips me from behind and down I go. My goal of simply running a PR goes out the window.....but my head coach makes a sympathy request to let me run in the 3rd heat. Some official (I would kiss him now if I knew who he was) says that I wasn't at fault and they paired me up with one of the favourites (a guy named Sasha Nagy who would alos impact my uni career). I somehow ended up running 2:01 and make the finals as the 8th and final guy. From there I run just under 2mins (1:59.9) and place 7th (may I add that I did this in borrowed spikes that now fit me).
My season was not yet over as I ran our legion camp (juvenile) trials and ran just over 2mins, but I had gotten my taste of what it took and what I was capable of.....the dream and the bug were now in my system.
So I finished year one of my 'real' running career. It's one of those things where I wish I could see some of those people (especially the ones who I have lost contact with like Julie, Mr Woods and my head coach Mr Kereliuk) and thank them for the gift they gave some dumbass gr 10 kid many years ago. Without them I have little doubt I would have ended my running career right then and there...or better yet it wouldn't have even started.
As I would find out the luck that had guided me was only just beginning....almost all of the people would have a major impact on me at various times in my life .....and that is another story...or maybe better described as stories for the next 15 years...yeah seriously at least 15....
The message here is hopefully obvious. Take advantage of those lucky situations. You may not realize it at the time, but when a situation presents itself in any way don’t close any doors. I didn’t deserve any of those chances, but somehow they kept presenting themselves to me until I took advantage. Who knows, you may find out that (to quote former wld champion boxer Rocky Graziano) ‘ somebody up there likes me’.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
I really have nothing to say.....
..except that I haven't posted in a while.
Well okay, just a smidgen. I have officially taken my yearly non running sabbatical. A combination of factors from life, work and my achilles have really pushed me to a complete lack of motivation to train.
I have gone out for a few runs last week, but the achilles was a little stiff the next day and the slight bit of swelling\nodules wasn't going away. I saw a physio on Thurs (with another appt on Tues) to put me over the final hurdle and get back on the road. Good time as school essentially ends this week (students only have final exams I hae to mark and then put in my final grades).
I've decided to essentially start from scratch, but more so mentally than physically. With no inclination to even consider a marathon seriously, I am simply going to enjoy a summer of training, get ready for cross and enjoy being a parent.
Rather than post any training I'll instead post some training concepts/ideas. People are sometimes curious with what I've done in the past and how I got there (that's a really long story). My training views are really nothing more than a hodge podge of ideas moulded from a unique perspective(I think in some regards) based upon my own interest in the sport from a young age and analyzing things more from historical/philosophical perspective, as opposed to a scientific view (more a chicken vs egg concept of what comes first).
Essentially it will revolve around athletes (both past and present) characters (cerutty, malmo), leaders(bowerman, vigil, lydiard) and mentors (wardlaw, clohessey, wilson, daws) and of course the scientists (daniels, gandy). Of course I couldn't leave my own opinions our so I'll mix in my philosophies (big picture as opposed to intricacies) of what works, how to approach things and the idea that there are basic principles that are never altered, but that in the grand scheme of things we are all 'experiments'.
Well okay, just a smidgen. I have officially taken my yearly non running sabbatical. A combination of factors from life, work and my achilles have really pushed me to a complete lack of motivation to train.
I have gone out for a few runs last week, but the achilles was a little stiff the next day and the slight bit of swelling\nodules wasn't going away. I saw a physio on Thurs (with another appt on Tues) to put me over the final hurdle and get back on the road. Good time as school essentially ends this week (students only have final exams I hae to mark and then put in my final grades).
I've decided to essentially start from scratch, but more so mentally than physically. With no inclination to even consider a marathon seriously, I am simply going to enjoy a summer of training, get ready for cross and enjoy being a parent.
Rather than post any training I'll instead post some training concepts/ideas. People are sometimes curious with what I've done in the past and how I got there (that's a really long story). My training views are really nothing more than a hodge podge of ideas moulded from a unique perspective(I think in some regards) based upon my own interest in the sport from a young age and analyzing things more from historical/philosophical perspective, as opposed to a scientific view (more a chicken vs egg concept of what comes first).
Essentially it will revolve around athletes (both past and present) characters (cerutty, malmo), leaders(bowerman, vigil, lydiard) and mentors (wardlaw, clohessey, wilson, daws) and of course the scientists (daniels, gandy). Of course I couldn't leave my own opinions our so I'll mix in my philosophies (big picture as opposed to intricacies) of what works, how to approach things and the idea that there are basic principles that are never altered, but that in the grand scheme of things we are all 'experiments'.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Harry Wilson's 'race practice'
I'll preface this by saying I have typically not done these sessions in general (instead staying to the change of pace 1000s mentioned below), but that was more so along the lines of not seeing the benefits, but having some of my own change of pace sessions. The area I found these really helped besides change of pace, was more neuromuscular, as it forces you to change your mechanics. As a result, I found that without specifically trying your overall mechanics automatically get better along with your lactic tolerance.
Some of Wilson's prefaces (which coincidentally happen to be the same as mine) and I'll also put in how Wilson sets up his training cycles vs. my own:
1) That session are based upon typical racing occurrences such as a) much faster start than expected
b) sudden race surges
c) gradual race increase
2) Start these just 'before the beginning of competition phase and to continue throughout the racing season'.
Wilson also tends to give splits for sometimes paces so you can use them accordingly
A) 'Split intervals':
the idea is to run relaxed and 'then change you action to gain speed over the second phase'. You need to 'hold back' to have good acceleration. You can even accelerate the harder sections as you move along the quicker part (egs a 400for the 10km runner of 36 and then 34)
800m (for a 2min runner); 3 x 400m of 200m steady (32-33), 200m fast (27-28) off 4-5min rest
1500m (4min runner); 4 x 600m of 300m steady (51-52) 300m fast (45-46) off 4-5mins
5km (14min runner); 6 x 800m of 500m steady (85-86) 300m fast (49-50) off 5-6 min
10km (31min); 5 x 1200m of 800m steady (2min 33 sec) and 400m fast (70-71) off 5-6mins
B) ‘Tired Surges’
The idea here is to ‘run at a fast pace. This is followed by a short jog, which only gives partial recovery.’ And then surge into a fast finish when you are tired.
800M; 4 x 400M slightly faster than race pace, 100m jog, 100m sprint off 6-8 mins
1500m; 3-4 x 800 fast, 100m jog, 200m fast
5 and 10km; 2-3 x 1200m fast, 200m jog, 400m fast off 6-8 mins
C) ‘Pace Injectors’:
You ‘cruise the first section at race pace, then surge hard... and easy back to race pace’
800m – 1500m; 4 x 600m of 200m at pace, 200m 2-3 sec faster and 200m back at pace with ‘a full recovery’ (which seems to be 6-8mins for Wilson)
5-10km; 4 x 1200m of 400m at pace, 400m 3-4 sec faster and 400m at pace off 5-6mins. Wilson noted that this was a session used extensively by Ovett when he moved up to 5000m
D) ‘Pace increasers’:
Wilson notes that these are more relevant to the upper mid dist runner, hence no 800m session
1500m; 6 x 600m (for a 4min runner) split into 200s of 34, 32 and 30 with complete recovery (under 120 HR)
5000m; (14min runner) 4 x 1200m of 400s done as 70, 67 and 64 with full recovery
For 5-10km runner Wilson doesn’t do too much change of pace work in his pre track competition phase for lower mileage runners (single session per day and around 50-60miles per week and around 15min and 31 mins), but advocates them for higher mileage runners (twice a day). Egs if looking to race in late June and July then he did it 3 weeks before his racing phase once per week on the weekend, with a race on the alternate weekend (for a 13:30 and 28min runner) in the late pre comp phase (he works on a 14 day cycle and does this twice before the comp phase):
15mins and 31 mins who trains once per day – COMP PHASE (14 day cycle):
Day 1: 4 x 1200m done as 74-70-74 off 400m walk jog rest
2: 6 miles
3: 12 x 400m off 200m jog in 68-69 plus 6 x 100m strides
4: 6 miles
5: rest
6: 2 x 3km with 4-5 mins rest 9sometimes put in a 1500-3km race)
7: 10 miles
8: 6 x 400m off 300m jog in 67-68
9: 6 miles
10: 6 miles
11: 3 miles
12: rest
13: 5000m race and alternate 2 weeks later with 10km
14: 8 miles
13:30 and 28min 10km - PRE COMP PHASE:
Mon: 5 and 8mile runs
Tues: 5miles and 15 x 400m done as 5 x 3 x 400 off 30 sec rest and 3min set break done at 62 pace
Wed: 10 miles
Thurs: 5miles and 6miles fartlek
Fri: 4 miles
Sat: 4 x 1200m of 400 at pace -400 4-5 sec faster and 400 at pace with a slow 400m recovery jog
Sunday: 10miles and 4 miles
Mon: 5 and 8mile runs
Tues: 5miles and 15 x 400m done as 5 x 3 x 400 off 30 sec rest and 3min set break done at 62 pace
Wed: 5miles
Thurs: 5miles and 6 x 200m off 200m walk/jog
Fri: rest
Sat: 3miles and 3km race
Sunday: 6miles and 4 miles fartlek
COMP PHASE (14 day cycle):
Day 1: 10 miles and in PM 8 x 200m relaxed off 200m
2: 3miles and 1200m 400m acceleration of 67, 65, 63; 7-8mins; 1200m of 65, 60, 65; 7-8min; 1200m of 62, 67, 62
3: 5 miles and 5 miles
4: 4 x 800m (2min and 6 sec) off 40m jog; 10min rest; 4 x 200m of 100m steady 100m fast
5: 8 miles
6: 5miles
7: 3 miles and 1500m race or 2 x 2km off 7-8 mins
8: 10 miles and 5 miles
9: 8 x 400m off 300m (60 sec) and after 4 x 150m of 100m stride and 50m fast
10: 5 miles and 6miles
11: 5 miles
12: rest
13: 3 miles
14: 3 miles and 3 or 5km race, if main goal is 10km then get in a race once every 4 weeks
I tend to follow a simpler format of simply replacing some of my longer reps with the change of pace 1000s in a 2-3 week cycle or fitting them in on a weekend
egs
Mon: recovery runs
tues: 1200-1600m and then change of pace 1000s
wed: recovery
thurs: tempo (although sometimes I may change the tempo and fartlek days if the tempo is longer)
fri: recovery
Sat: short speed fartlek
sun: long run
or
same except do the 1000s rather than the sat fartlek
Some of Wilson's prefaces (which coincidentally happen to be the same as mine) and I'll also put in how Wilson sets up his training cycles vs. my own:
1) That session are based upon typical racing occurrences such as a) much faster start than expected
b) sudden race surges
c) gradual race increase
2) Start these just 'before the beginning of competition phase and to continue throughout the racing season'.
Wilson also tends to give splits for sometimes paces so you can use them accordingly
A) 'Split intervals':
the idea is to run relaxed and 'then change you action to gain speed over the second phase'. You need to 'hold back' to have good acceleration. You can even accelerate the harder sections as you move along the quicker part (egs a 400for the 10km runner of 36 and then 34)
800m (for a 2min runner); 3 x 400m of 200m steady (32-33), 200m fast (27-28) off 4-5min rest
1500m (4min runner); 4 x 600m of 300m steady (51-52) 300m fast (45-46) off 4-5mins
5km (14min runner); 6 x 800m of 500m steady (85-86) 300m fast (49-50) off 5-6 min
10km (31min); 5 x 1200m of 800m steady (2min 33 sec) and 400m fast (70-71) off 5-6mins
B) ‘Tired Surges’
The idea here is to ‘run at a fast pace. This is followed by a short jog, which only gives partial recovery.’ And then surge into a fast finish when you are tired.
800M; 4 x 400M slightly faster than race pace, 100m jog, 100m sprint off 6-8 mins
1500m; 3-4 x 800 fast, 100m jog, 200m fast
5 and 10km; 2-3 x 1200m fast, 200m jog, 400m fast off 6-8 mins
C) ‘Pace Injectors’:
You ‘cruise the first section at race pace, then surge hard... and easy back to race pace’
800m – 1500m; 4 x 600m of 200m at pace, 200m 2-3 sec faster and 200m back at pace with ‘a full recovery’ (which seems to be 6-8mins for Wilson)
5-10km; 4 x 1200m of 400m at pace, 400m 3-4 sec faster and 400m at pace off 5-6mins. Wilson noted that this was a session used extensively by Ovett when he moved up to 5000m
D) ‘Pace increasers’:
Wilson notes that these are more relevant to the upper mid dist runner, hence no 800m session
1500m; 6 x 600m (for a 4min runner) split into 200s of 34, 32 and 30 with complete recovery (under 120 HR)
5000m; (14min runner) 4 x 1200m of 400s done as 70, 67 and 64 with full recovery
For 5-10km runner Wilson doesn’t do too much change of pace work in his pre track competition phase for lower mileage runners (single session per day and around 50-60miles per week and around 15min and 31 mins), but advocates them for higher mileage runners (twice a day). Egs if looking to race in late June and July then he did it 3 weeks before his racing phase once per week on the weekend, with a race on the alternate weekend (for a 13:30 and 28min runner) in the late pre comp phase (he works on a 14 day cycle and does this twice before the comp phase):
15mins and 31 mins who trains once per day – COMP PHASE (14 day cycle):
Day 1: 4 x 1200m done as 74-70-74 off 400m walk jog rest
2: 6 miles
3: 12 x 400m off 200m jog in 68-69 plus 6 x 100m strides
4: 6 miles
5: rest
6: 2 x 3km with 4-5 mins rest 9sometimes put in a 1500-3km race)
7: 10 miles
8: 6 x 400m off 300m jog in 67-68
9: 6 miles
10: 6 miles
11: 3 miles
12: rest
13: 5000m race and alternate 2 weeks later with 10km
14: 8 miles
13:30 and 28min 10km - PRE COMP PHASE:
Mon: 5 and 8mile runs
Tues: 5miles and 15 x 400m done as 5 x 3 x 400 off 30 sec rest and 3min set break done at 62 pace
Wed: 10 miles
Thurs: 5miles and 6miles fartlek
Fri: 4 miles
Sat: 4 x 1200m of 400 at pace -400 4-5 sec faster and 400 at pace with a slow 400m recovery jog
Sunday: 10miles and 4 miles
Mon: 5 and 8mile runs
Tues: 5miles and 15 x 400m done as 5 x 3 x 400 off 30 sec rest and 3min set break done at 62 pace
Wed: 5miles
Thurs: 5miles and 6 x 200m off 200m walk/jog
Fri: rest
Sat: 3miles and 3km race
Sunday: 6miles and 4 miles fartlek
COMP PHASE (14 day cycle):
Day 1: 10 miles and in PM 8 x 200m relaxed off 200m
2: 3miles and 1200m 400m acceleration of 67, 65, 63; 7-8mins; 1200m of 65, 60, 65; 7-8min; 1200m of 62, 67, 62
3: 5 miles and 5 miles
4: 4 x 800m (2min and 6 sec) off 40m jog; 10min rest; 4 x 200m of 100m steady 100m fast
5: 8 miles
6: 5miles
7: 3 miles and 1500m race or 2 x 2km off 7-8 mins
8: 10 miles and 5 miles
9: 8 x 400m off 300m (60 sec) and after 4 x 150m of 100m stride and 50m fast
10: 5 miles and 6miles
11: 5 miles
12: rest
13: 3 miles
14: 3 miles and 3 or 5km race, if main goal is 10km then get in a race once every 4 weeks
I tend to follow a simpler format of simply replacing some of my longer reps with the change of pace 1000s in a 2-3 week cycle or fitting them in on a weekend
egs
Mon: recovery runs
tues: 1200-1600m and then change of pace 1000s
wed: recovery
thurs: tempo (although sometimes I may change the tempo and fartlek days if the tempo is longer)
fri: recovery
Sat: short speed fartlek
sun: long run
or
same except do the 1000s rather than the sat fartlek
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Fried and frazzled....
After Ottawa I had to go back to work on Wednesday, so I figured enjoy a few days off and then get back at it. Possibly wishful thinking, but when I went back I realized how much work had piled up while I was away. Originally I thought that our pregnancy would be a weekend and then I'd have tons of time to get some things done, go into school and such, but alas spending a week in a hospital didn't help the situation. In the end I simply needed some time off (bad timing may I add). I ran 32 mins this morning, but pretty mellow. The Achilles felt good, so hopefully can get back into the full swing of things later in the week (I am going to try and get in one short run and some X training when I get over the pile of papers and tests to mark).
After our race in Ottawa a handful of us went out for some refreshments. It was this hodge podge of young guys and old guys, but everyone was a running a geek. Part of the conversation got into a the concept of change of pace training and race preparations workouts. During my SFU days we did a weekend workout during the track season where you did 5 x 1000m off 3mins rest but you alternated hard 200s under or around 800m pace with 200m float. Back then it was a tough strength workout. The biggest thing I found was that you got very good speed development and great kicking abilties, without being totally beaten up the next day.
I think that since these sessions cannot be measured very well by science they often get overlooked in many modern day training ideas, but in the real world they can be the have a major impact. I am not saying ignore the shorter harder intervals, but rather that either doing more of these will help one's tactical abilties and also lead to less injuries and breakdown.
As I moved up to the 5-10km I kept on doing the session, but now it was more speed. We also shortened the interval break to 2mins, slowed down the hard 200s to mile or just under mile pace and sped up the floats to the 35-40 sec range.
I have also tended to ignore pure short intervals of higher intensity in favour of these types of sessions, or kept it simple and done a monofartlek (sometimes added with a few more 30 sec intervals), but slowed down the med paced jogs to simulate more 1500-3km pace work. Egs I used to do a monfartlek in about 6km, jog 2mins and then run hard, very easy 30 sec for 3mins take 3mins and then do 3mins of 15sec hard -30 sec.
When I first read my Harry Wilson (ovett's coach) training book aka the 'training bible' he had whole sections on an athlete's strengths and workouts that one could do. I don't have the time today, but next time out I'll post all of Wilson's change of pace workouts (from 800-10000m).
After our race in Ottawa a handful of us went out for some refreshments. It was this hodge podge of young guys and old guys, but everyone was a running a geek. Part of the conversation got into a the concept of change of pace training and race preparations workouts. During my SFU days we did a weekend workout during the track season where you did 5 x 1000m off 3mins rest but you alternated hard 200s under or around 800m pace with 200m float. Back then it was a tough strength workout. The biggest thing I found was that you got very good speed development and great kicking abilties, without being totally beaten up the next day.
I think that since these sessions cannot be measured very well by science they often get overlooked in many modern day training ideas, but in the real world they can be the have a major impact. I am not saying ignore the shorter harder intervals, but rather that either doing more of these will help one's tactical abilties and also lead to less injuries and breakdown.
As I moved up to the 5-10km I kept on doing the session, but now it was more speed. We also shortened the interval break to 2mins, slowed down the hard 200s to mile or just under mile pace and sped up the floats to the 35-40 sec range.
I have also tended to ignore pure short intervals of higher intensity in favour of these types of sessions, or kept it simple and done a monofartlek (sometimes added with a few more 30 sec intervals), but slowed down the med paced jogs to simulate more 1500-3km pace work. Egs I used to do a monfartlek in about 6km, jog 2mins and then run hard, very easy 30 sec for 3mins take 3mins and then do 3mins of 15sec hard -30 sec.
When I first read my Harry Wilson (ovett's coach) training book aka the 'training bible' he had whole sections on an athlete's strengths and workouts that one could do. I don't have the time today, but next time out I'll post all of Wilson's change of pace workouts (from 800-10000m).
Monday, May 25, 2009
Too much pain for a time so slow
(be aware this is going to be a rambling mess...)
Well my Ottawa trip just got worse and worse. 5-6 weeks ago I was thinking things were coming around for the marathon, then 3 weeks ago I was thinking that with everything going on the 10km was a much better option. By Saturday night at around 6:35 (the race started at 6:30) I was thinking this is going to hurt. I ended up at 31:48 and 2nd masters, but my expectations were much higher. Maybe wishful thinking, but alas no one ever accused me of being a cynic, at least not when it comes to running.
Thing about it is that I ran as hard as I could and that was still disappointing. But in the end I don't think I really cared too much. I was pretty spent and I ran on emotions more so than the average person. I realized after the fact I was running on fumes, but this is the main event put on by my sponsor Mizuno so I figured I should at least give it the ol 'college try'. It's kinda strange as people look at my age and think my time is pretty good, but my expectations haven't really dropped over the last few years.
But I was able to see some people who I haven't seen in a while, so at least there is some positive to come along. Funny thing as I haven't raced on the track much or even XC over the last 2 yrs so all of a sudden there are all these guys who I don't even know kicking my butt.
The good thing to come out of this weekend is that I am aware of how my emotions are impacting me physically. My achilles is 'tweaked' and I cannot go through being out 2+ months again and then coming back. I'd like to have a good fall and enjoy my running this summer, so I am going to x train for the rest of this week, get back to work (I am on a 2 week parental leave) and then re-evaluate where things are before I refocus.
If the achilles responds nicely we roll....if not then I have made the promise to myself that I will get rid of this achilles problem. I was able to see a massage therapist on Friday in Ottawa and he didn't think there was much damage, but I also know how quickly an achilles can do downhill.
On Sunday I was able to work my way down to the finish line and hoped to see Steve O make the Berlin team. I am not sure what happened entirely except that he dropped out around 23-24km. Unfortunately, it happens and I am sure he (and Dick) are crushed. I totally feel for the guy as he has worked so hard and looked so fit, but alas it's why we actually have to go out and run the race. To paraphrase Herb Elliott 'you have to be arrogant enough to think you can do it, but still humble enough to actually go out and do it'.
Some times we we get nothing from the outcomes, but we can sure learn a lot from the process. Yeah I know cheap words, but if there is one thing I've come to realize is that in the long run you learn far more from the process as a person than you would ever learn from some brilliant outcome....but that great outcome sure makes things feel a helluva lot better.....
Well my Ottawa trip just got worse and worse. 5-6 weeks ago I was thinking things were coming around for the marathon, then 3 weeks ago I was thinking that with everything going on the 10km was a much better option. By Saturday night at around 6:35 (the race started at 6:30) I was thinking this is going to hurt. I ended up at 31:48 and 2nd masters, but my expectations were much higher. Maybe wishful thinking, but alas no one ever accused me of being a cynic, at least not when it comes to running.
Thing about it is that I ran as hard as I could and that was still disappointing. But in the end I don't think I really cared too much. I was pretty spent and I ran on emotions more so than the average person. I realized after the fact I was running on fumes, but this is the main event put on by my sponsor Mizuno so I figured I should at least give it the ol 'college try'. It's kinda strange as people look at my age and think my time is pretty good, but my expectations haven't really dropped over the last few years.
But I was able to see some people who I haven't seen in a while, so at least there is some positive to come along. Funny thing as I haven't raced on the track much or even XC over the last 2 yrs so all of a sudden there are all these guys who I don't even know kicking my butt.
The good thing to come out of this weekend is that I am aware of how my emotions are impacting me physically. My achilles is 'tweaked' and I cannot go through being out 2+ months again and then coming back. I'd like to have a good fall and enjoy my running this summer, so I am going to x train for the rest of this week, get back to work (I am on a 2 week parental leave) and then re-evaluate where things are before I refocus.
If the achilles responds nicely we roll....if not then I have made the promise to myself that I will get rid of this achilles problem. I was able to see a massage therapist on Friday in Ottawa and he didn't think there was much damage, but I also know how quickly an achilles can do downhill.
On Sunday I was able to work my way down to the finish line and hoped to see Steve O make the Berlin team. I am not sure what happened entirely except that he dropped out around 23-24km. Unfortunately, it happens and I am sure he (and Dick) are crushed. I totally feel for the guy as he has worked so hard and looked so fit, but alas it's why we actually have to go out and run the race. To paraphrase Herb Elliott 'you have to be arrogant enough to think you can do it, but still humble enough to actually go out and do it'.
Some times we we get nothing from the outcomes, but we can sure learn a lot from the process. Yeah I know cheap words, but if there is one thing I've come to realize is that in the long run you learn far more from the process as a person than you would ever learn from some brilliant outcome....but that great outcome sure makes things feel a helluva lot better.....
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
What really matters...
How to disrupt training.....there really is only one way....’life gets in the way’....
It’s been a while since I’ve posted due to one little, yet also very huge reason. That being the birth of my first child. Now in some instances this would be a huge deal no matter what, but in this situation it was magnified umpteen times. Over the years I’ve had the opportunity to meet many people, but very few actually know who I am. I can be quiet, obnoxious (a nice way of saying I can be an *%%^&%&^(), talkative, opinionated, supportive, etc... it’s one of those things where people see me on the outside, but very few really get at my core. I am conscious of what I give out (although at times it may not seem that way) and I know ...to paraphrase Sean Penn it can be difficult to like me at times, but this post gives you some insight into what makes me tick..... and why those who put up with me do so...
Our due date was two Mondays ago, but very little concern was expressed as all previous Dr visits were positive. On Thursday (the 7th) Julie was pretty sure this was the day, but her contractions subsided. Oh well, at the very least we go till Monday I thought (when the Dr would incur birth).
On Fri at work I get a call that Julie is having 3-4 min contractions....eeeekkk.....
I get someone to cover my class and head home around 1:30. Julie says that she is still getting contractions, but at her appt that morning the baby’s face is no longer head down, but instead face down, but that the Dr expressed no concerns as on Mon it was head down. But Julie’s paranoia (in this case we now refer to it as good instincts) says that something is wrong...she hasn’t felt much movement since late in the morning. We call our Dr and he sends us for an ordinary stress test on the baby.
This turns out to not be so ordinary as every contraction his HR goes from a normal 150 to half that for 30 secs. His appears to be hyper-extended with an ultra sound, and all of a sudden Dr after Dr comes in... Our initial ordinary stress test turns into people getting bumped out of their surgeries and us getting moved to the front of the Queue. As we would find out his umbilical cord has been wrapped around his neck 3 times and has pulled him into his hyper-extended position. Julie ends up with a C section, but we hear no scream to indicate a healthy child. All we hear is silence and see a limp little body being worked on by a team of medical staff. He eventually breathes, but he looks listless. Julie is beside herself, but I somehow remain intact emotionally.
He gets sent to the baby intensive care and although he is breathing fine his arms and legs have no tension. His oxygen levels are lowish and his sugar levels are off the charts low. It seems as though he’s been fighting for hours and is now simply exhausted.
I stay with him, while Julie goes to recovery. I have nothing to say, except will he be okay. This and my wife’s reaction are the only things that matter. I stay with him till they say I can see Julie. We are both devastated and the only things entering our minds are worst case scenarios, but I try to keep her positive and remind her what the Dr told me that what mattered most was how he reacted in the first 24 hours.
We barely sleep that night and are up to see our first born Carter Gordon Bomba early in the morning, but we can only touch him. There is no holding him and he is irritated when he is touched. Our attitudes can be only be described as ‘hanging on for dear life’, but I am able to hide how I feel on the inside and remind my wife to stay positive. It’s surreal and we both can’t believe where we are.
As the day goes on he improves and we become more positive. By the next day he is active and we can even hold him (although with tubes all over). Since he is now more alert and stable I go home to get some clothes and get in a run.
The run is more therapy than anything else, and the privacy or the run overrides the stoic attitude I’ve had the last few days. The first 30mins of the run is everything I can do to fall into a blubbering mess. I get though the run, but barely.
It is here that I realize how much this whole affair has impacted me. I do it with no one around and on my own terms, but I also know that right now I can show no weakness to my wife or my child. At this moment in time I am required to be the one who remains calm and the experiences of running help me to control those outward emotions that so want to come out. It is now that I remember that despite all my shortcomings there is one thing I’ve learned and that is when ‘push comes to shove’ I am one of those people who revel in those opportunities.
It is the perspective of the moment that allows me to realize what is important and what is secondary. Much like a race where one either takes a chance or decides to see what can happen. I’ve always known the answer, but now it is more action than words.....
It’s been a while since I’ve posted due to one little, yet also very huge reason. That being the birth of my first child. Now in some instances this would be a huge deal no matter what, but in this situation it was magnified umpteen times. Over the years I’ve had the opportunity to meet many people, but very few actually know who I am. I can be quiet, obnoxious (a nice way of saying I can be an *%%^&%&^(), talkative, opinionated, supportive, etc... it’s one of those things where people see me on the outside, but very few really get at my core. I am conscious of what I give out (although at times it may not seem that way) and I know ...to paraphrase Sean Penn it can be difficult to like me at times, but this post gives you some insight into what makes me tick..... and why those who put up with me do so...
Our due date was two Mondays ago, but very little concern was expressed as all previous Dr visits were positive. On Thursday (the 7th) Julie was pretty sure this was the day, but her contractions subsided. Oh well, at the very least we go till Monday I thought (when the Dr would incur birth).
On Fri at work I get a call that Julie is having 3-4 min contractions....eeeekkk.....
I get someone to cover my class and head home around 1:30. Julie says that she is still getting contractions, but at her appt that morning the baby’s face is no longer head down, but instead face down, but that the Dr expressed no concerns as on Mon it was head down. But Julie’s paranoia (in this case we now refer to it as good instincts) says that something is wrong...she hasn’t felt much movement since late in the morning. We call our Dr and he sends us for an ordinary stress test on the baby.
This turns out to not be so ordinary as every contraction his HR goes from a normal 150 to half that for 30 secs. His appears to be hyper-extended with an ultra sound, and all of a sudden Dr after Dr comes in... Our initial ordinary stress test turns into people getting bumped out of their surgeries and us getting moved to the front of the Queue. As we would find out his umbilical cord has been wrapped around his neck 3 times and has pulled him into his hyper-extended position. Julie ends up with a C section, but we hear no scream to indicate a healthy child. All we hear is silence and see a limp little body being worked on by a team of medical staff. He eventually breathes, but he looks listless. Julie is beside herself, but I somehow remain intact emotionally.
He gets sent to the baby intensive care and although he is breathing fine his arms and legs have no tension. His oxygen levels are lowish and his sugar levels are off the charts low. It seems as though he’s been fighting for hours and is now simply exhausted.
I stay with him, while Julie goes to recovery. I have nothing to say, except will he be okay. This and my wife’s reaction are the only things that matter. I stay with him till they say I can see Julie. We are both devastated and the only things entering our minds are worst case scenarios, but I try to keep her positive and remind her what the Dr told me that what mattered most was how he reacted in the first 24 hours.
We barely sleep that night and are up to see our first born Carter Gordon Bomba early in the morning, but we can only touch him. There is no holding him and he is irritated when he is touched. Our attitudes can be only be described as ‘hanging on for dear life’, but I am able to hide how I feel on the inside and remind my wife to stay positive. It’s surreal and we both can’t believe where we are.
As the day goes on he improves and we become more positive. By the next day he is active and we can even hold him (although with tubes all over). Since he is now more alert and stable I go home to get some clothes and get in a run.
The run is more therapy than anything else, and the privacy or the run overrides the stoic attitude I’ve had the last few days. The first 30mins of the run is everything I can do to fall into a blubbering mess. I get though the run, but barely.
It is here that I realize how much this whole affair has impacted me. I do it with no one around and on my own terms, but I also know that right now I can show no weakness to my wife or my child. At this moment in time I am required to be the one who remains calm and the experiences of running help me to control those outward emotions that so want to come out. It is now that I remember that despite all my shortcomings there is one thing I’ve learned and that is when ‘push comes to shove’ I am one of those people who revel in those opportunities.
It is the perspective of the moment that allows me to realize what is important and what is secondary. Much like a race where one either takes a chance or decides to see what can happen. I’ve always known the answer, but now it is more action than words.....
Thursday, May 7, 2009
When it goes really bad really early
What went down on Sunday at the BMO 1/2 marathon was absolutely stunning. If ever there was a disappointing race I've run this was it. Looking back I can see what happened, but it still doesn't explain everything.
Every thing that could go wrong did, and in the end I could do nothing but laugh. I realized that I was trying to force too many things at once(emotionally, physically and mentally) and it coincided with an absolute gem of how things can go bad.
It all began with the fear of Julie's pregnancy and feeling the stress to get in any training I could. After my great session last Sunday I was feeling 'bulletproof'. I had been on a roll training wise and had no bad days. Every run felt great (even the day after Sunday), but I had also been following a nice consistent series of workouts, recovery, etc... Last Monday I made a decision to get in training when and where I could, but that meant pushing the envelope. I knew last Wed that I had pushed too much as I really felt my workouts from Tues. The run was okay pace wise but it was not the normal off day run I had been feeling over the last month plus of training. It was a grind
In 20/20 hindsight I should have bit the bullet and stayed in my normal routine, but alas my wife is very paranoid right now and that is having a big impact on my own mental state. I sometimes forget I am the 'yin to her yang' and that I need to balance her out, but in this case her fears overtook my own mellower behavior.
In the end I should have backed off after Wed, but I hoped/figured things would get better. They probably would have, but once again I was my own worst enemy. We had our HS city championships and as luck would have it it was the hottest day of the year. I ended up being stuck in the sun for most of the day and was absolutely destroyed by the time for my PM run. The idea was to put in an hour or so run with some short farltek mixed in the middle. The problem was that I couldn't run fast. My HR was low (120s), but honestly I couldn't get it any higher. I ended up doing a few hills, ran a bit and then did some more hills, but I never felt right.
The next day I felt great for my AM run and even my PM run, but the damage was done and I showed up to the starting line thinking I was okay, but once we got going....yikes.....I knew it was going to get ugly. Everything felt tight, beaten up and slow. I had nothing to give except for the concept of finishing. In then end that was all I had to give in every sense of the word.
Mon: 65mins
Tues: quick 38min warm up - monofartlek - quick 25 min warm down
Wed: 90mins
Thurs: 67mins
Fri: AM 35mins PM 60min with farltek in the middle
sat: AM 45min PM 30mins
Sun 1/2 marathon 1:13:?? (I jogged the last 4-5 km with Mark Cryderman when I caught him)
Every thing that could go wrong did, and in the end I could do nothing but laugh. I realized that I was trying to force too many things at once(emotionally, physically and mentally) and it coincided with an absolute gem of how things can go bad.
It all began with the fear of Julie's pregnancy and feeling the stress to get in any training I could. After my great session last Sunday I was feeling 'bulletproof'. I had been on a roll training wise and had no bad days. Every run felt great (even the day after Sunday), but I had also been following a nice consistent series of workouts, recovery, etc... Last Monday I made a decision to get in training when and where I could, but that meant pushing the envelope. I knew last Wed that I had pushed too much as I really felt my workouts from Tues. The run was okay pace wise but it was not the normal off day run I had been feeling over the last month plus of training. It was a grind
In 20/20 hindsight I should have bit the bullet and stayed in my normal routine, but alas my wife is very paranoid right now and that is having a big impact on my own mental state. I sometimes forget I am the 'yin to her yang' and that I need to balance her out, but in this case her fears overtook my own mellower behavior.
In the end I should have backed off after Wed, but I hoped/figured things would get better. They probably would have, but once again I was my own worst enemy. We had our HS city championships and as luck would have it it was the hottest day of the year. I ended up being stuck in the sun for most of the day and was absolutely destroyed by the time for my PM run. The idea was to put in an hour or so run with some short farltek mixed in the middle. The problem was that I couldn't run fast. My HR was low (120s), but honestly I couldn't get it any higher. I ended up doing a few hills, ran a bit and then did some more hills, but I never felt right.
The next day I felt great for my AM run and even my PM run, but the damage was done and I showed up to the starting line thinking I was okay, but once we got going....yikes.....I knew it was going to get ugly. Everything felt tight, beaten up and slow. I had nothing to give except for the concept of finishing. In then end that was all I had to give in every sense of the word.
Mon: 65mins
Tues: quick 38min warm up - monofartlek - quick 25 min warm down
Wed: 90mins
Thurs: 67mins
Fri: AM 35mins PM 60min with farltek in the middle
sat: AM 45min PM 30mins
Sun 1/2 marathon 1:13:?? (I jogged the last 4-5 km with Mark Cryderman when I caught him)
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