Progress!

20 09 2008

Today I followed my gut instinct that I needed to push a little harder, and it paid off.  We started at 7am by Sports Basement in the Presidio for a “Nike preview” course.  Went 2.5 miles out to Fisherman’s Wharf and back to SB to make 5, then out the other way and up the steep hill by the Warming Hut, up Lincoln Blvd, then down the Coast Trail to a beautiful vista point of the GG Bridge.  Then left out the Fort Point to touch Hooper’s Hands (http://www.hoppershands.blogspot.com/), and then back along Chrissy Field to Sports Basement.  Trish had to sweep today, so I went out another half mile and back to make it 11.  

There were a few pretty exciting things that happened today.  1) The first hill in the Presidio up to Lincoln was not nearly half as hard as when I ran Nike last year.  Progress!  2) I didn’t need my water (or a food belt) today because there were enough water stops, so I felt lighter, freer, and had a better time.  Progress!  3) Having only done 6 or so miles previous to this run this season, I was able to do 11 today and I still felt like I could’ve done some more – which means I’ve maintained muscle memory and I’ve got my running fitness back at the level it was last year.  Overall, 11 miles did NOT feel like 11 miles. PROGRESS!  

I did an ice bath bath (needed my fleece and hot tea) for about 10 min., then used my foam roller to loosen up my tight calves and hamstrings.  Only thing I gotta remember next time is to Body Glide between my toes, and maybe lace things up differently because I started getting the beginnings of blisters around mile 7.  

Of course, this excellent run means I just have to focus harder on not letting the dreaded BAD RUN happen anytime soon before Nike or Big Sur.  

Pretty soon I’m gonna have to get up off my ass and turn off the TV…I’ve already watched 4 episodes of Season 7 Seinfeld in a row.  But the couch is so comfy…

Below are some pictures from track this Thursday when Trish & I worked on matching marathon pace.  I’ll write a more entertaining post once the “running brain” residue wears off…I’m still a little stupid right now. 

warming up at Kezar

warming up at Kezar

Chelsea being a weirdo

Chelsea being a weirdo

Jenees sweat is trying to tell us something

Jenee's sweat is trying to tell us something

Kristen & Megan

Kristen & Megan

crazy face

crazy face

butt shot!

butt shot!

the coaches...and Joe telling us about the challenges this weekend

the coaches...and Joe telling us about the "challenges" this weekend





same thing, apparently

13 09 2008

 

riverdance

riverdance

 

chi running

chi running

 

(except where can I get a running top in that silver lamé fabric?)

Track on Thursday was pretty ridiculous.  I wish Philip our web/photo guy had taken some shots of Hazel teaching us how to run up a steep hill (sideways, one foot over the other grapevine-style, arms swinging across the body while you sing “hello my honey hello my baby hello my ragtime gal”), how to run down a very steep hill (“just pick up your feet and let gravity do the rest”), and how to find your perfect form when you get tired (that’s where Riverdance comes in: kick your butt for a few strides, then add arms, and then relax).  

The funny thing is, it actually works.  

I had to lead a hill climb run with the kids on Friday (which it turns out will be happening all year…GREAT) and I used another of Hazel’s techniques to make the arms do 60-70% of the work and let your feet almost (but not quite) drag so your calves are completely relaxed.  I wasn’t nearly half as tired as I usually am running a hill.  (It wasn’t steep enough to go sideways, sadly.  Kids would’ve loved that.) Why hadn’t I applied this to my running sooner?!?

This morning several of us ran from Fort Cronkhite in the Headlands.  Overcast and 60 degrees, we did about 5.5 miles from the beach to the tunnel and back.  I guess I forgot that the way back (tunnel to beach) is all downhill and I can do the whole thing with my car in neutral…which meant the whole first leg out to the tunnel was UPHILL.  (Sorry guys…but it’s good training for NIKE and HONO, I promise!)  

I’m thinking of going to Blackie’s later today and running out to the fountain and back because I feel the need to get 10 miles done in one day sooner rather than later.  I do have an annoying blister starting to form on the ball of my right foot, so we’ll see how that goes.

Here’s some pictures from track this week:

 

al, heather, david, alex

al, heather, david, alex

 

stretchers in the night

stretchers in the night

 

Perrisa is totally psyched to be here!

Perrisa is totally psyched to be here!

 

 

 

 

 

dont know whats going on here with my sweatshirt...

don't know what's going on here with my sweatshirt/pterodactyl arms...(it was FREEZING, btw)

 

hi Yaron!

hi Yaron!

andy and kelsey are so fast, the camera couldnt capture them without blurring

andy and kelsey are so fast, the camera couldn't capture them without blurring

 

Josi being awesome

Josi being awesome

 

Kezar...not as cool as Q-Zar laser tag

Kezar...not as cool as Q-Zar laser tag





I used to hate mornings

7 09 2008
this is what we get to look at while we sweat

 

 

this is what we get to look at while we sweat

 

…but now they are WELL WORTH IT (see evidence above).  Interesting how running can change your perspective on things like time of day (mornings are not so dreadful), weather (cold and foggy is the best!), and, of course, digestion (not just something that happens after you eat). 

Right. So I’m going to talk about pooping.  Turds, doodie, dropping the kids off at the pool, etc.  Poop is actually serious business in the running world, despite all of its whimsical nicknames.  Also notice I said I’m going to talk about pooping, rather than just poop, because the process is really more critical than the product.  

Normally in posts of the past (and in previous running blogs) the topic of conversation has focused on a problem I had during a run, what went wrong, why it happened, and how I’m not going to let it happen again.  A painful knee, a chafing bra strap, a mental apocalypse that ruined the run, for example.  But this post about pooping is different.  For our run starting at Beach Chalet/Ocean Beach in the city this Saturday, I checked digestion off as all clear and ready to roll on the list of potential hazards.  I’d like to tell you why this was so fantastic for not just me in this instance, but also for every runner who’s ever had the runs during a run.

It’s a known fact that among the general population, runners have a very low rate of colon cancer.  This is due mainly to all the pounding and jostling the body receives when hitting the trail, helping things “move along.”  I can’t speak for every runner, but personally, having a system that runs like clockwork is one of the most important things I can do for myself in terms of planning for a good long run.  

Waking up early on Saturday mornings is hard enough, but waking up earlier than I have to during the work week and not being able to take a crap when hoped for is even more difficult, because it sets the stage for a grumbly, nauseous run.  I know it sounds silly, but often the last thought I have on Friday night as my head hits the pillow is “I really hope I can take a shit when I wake up.”

When I do, which is most of the time, it’s awesome.  Having clean bowels before a run is analogous to scrubbing your teeth, flossing all the way in the back, and swishing some good mouth wash before an important job interview.  It provides confidence and the freedom of not having to worry about what could go wrong.  

When I don’t, a slew of disasters can occur: slower pace, the need to walk more often because I feel the possibility of a stomach explosion coming on, heartburn, and more often than not an emergency stop at a porta-potty, followed by a mixture of relief and disgust for the rest of the run.  Then there’s the extreme case in which too much loose stool causes dehydration.  It’s pretty horrible.  During those moments I question why I even like running in the first place.

For a really awful, disgusting visual of a worst case scenario, click here (WARNING: this is super nasty):

 http://www.unknownhighway.com/images/uploads/shittyrunner.jpg

As far as do’s and don’ts, it really comes down to experimenting with your own body and routine to figure out what will prevent an uneasy stomach before a run.  Usually the tips are to not eat a meal less than 2 hours before a run, eat easily digestible foods like instant oatmeal and well-cooked pasta, don’t eat really fibrous foods that make your system really work to digest such as leafy greens and legumes in the hours before your run.  For sensitive stomach people like myself, I know I can’t have anything too sugary before or during a run (including fruit/fruit juice, and most of the energy-replacements on the market such as GU which would just exacerbate the problem) or anything greasy (never a good idea anyway, right?).  

The best and simplest piece of advice I can think of, however, is to get regular.  I hate that term so much, forgive me for using it, but it amazes me how many people it seems are NOT regular poopers.  Runners on the whole, of course, are much better at this because our hobby necessitates it.  But waking up at the same time every morning, eating at the same time each day, getting the same amount of sleep each night, getting ample hydration daily — all of these habits can translate directly to the quality of my running.

Anyway, I’m always proud of myself, like a potty-training toddler, when I take care of business in a timely manner for early-morning runs and then successfully get through my workout without even a hint of stomach issues.  Which is why, among other reasons, our Beach Chalet run was so fabulous.  

Enough poop talk…here are more pictures!

 

Kristin, one of our Level 3 super-stars

Kristin, one of our Level 3 super-stars

 

the coaches mileage board

the coaches' mileage board

 

check out the torque on Trish

check out the torque on Trish

 

 

Al near the turn-around point for TEN MILES

Al near the turn-around point for TEN MILES

 

 

Kelsey at waterstop #1

Kelsey at waterstop #1

 

 

wooowwwww

wooowwwww

 

 

Karen coming down the sandy slope near Sutro Baths

Karen coming down the sandy slope near Sutro Baths

 

Coach Joe says, youll thank me when youre done, enjoy the day!

Coach Joe says, "you'll thank me when you're done, enjoy the day!"

 

Al, Chelsea, Megan, & Kristen at the start at Ocean Beach

Al, Chelsea, Megan, & Kristen at the start at Ocean Beach

 

Kristen & Megan

Kristen & Megan

 

Perrisa, not fooling anyone, and me

Perrisa, not fooling anyone, and me

 

the first hill - Cliff House

the first hill - Cliff House

 

stretching in the woods

stretching in the woods

 

the smorgasbord of deliciousness @ the post-run honoree brunch

the smorgasbord of deliciousness @ the post-run honoree brunch

 

mighty manager Leslie

mighty manager Leslie

 

listening to stories from leukemia and lymphoma survivors

listening to stories from leukemia and lymphoma survivors

The last few pictures are from the Honoree Brunch that we had after the run in Golden Gate Park.  A few of our team “honorees”  (people involved with TNT who have battled a blood cancer) spoke to us about their stories, and, as always, we ate a bunch of delicious treats.  Some of the stories were pretty tear-jerking, but it’s good to have a reminder of why we’re out there.  

In summation: Happy pooping, happy running.





The Super Duper Epic-Yet-Condensed Update Extravaganza!

3 09 2008

Running, so they say, is a nice metaphor for life. Ups and downs, elation and frustration, accomplishment and the struggle to persevere. Really? I say. Cuz I thought it was about getting to eat a lot of yummy, caloric food after a long ass training run. Obviously, even with two marathons and many other races under my Gu-filled belt, I still have a lot to learn. 

Well, what have we learned, exactly, in the month of training that’s passed already this season?   

There’s a reason they’re called “Buddy Runs.” Maybe it’s for motivation or camaraderie, but I also am pretty sure by now that it’s for the same principles that we’re told to hold hands while crossing the street or to take your kindergarden buddy to the bathroom with you: so you don’t get picked up by creepy old men. Every Tuesday we have our mentor-group buddy run at Blackie’s Pasture. I can’t say that I’ve actually had a GOOD one so far. I’m usually exhausted on Tuesday after a long run Saturday, running and/or cross-training on Sunday, and strength- and cross-training on Monday. I seem to be struggling with finding a consistent pace this season. Last week I got left in the dust by Trish & Nicole halfway on the way back (by no fault of their own…it’s just my stupid inability to get the right pace) and got stuck fending off a saggy, gray-haired man on roller-blades who skated me back to the parking lot and proceeded to write his phone number down on a scrap and give it to me, without any hint of solicitation from me, obviously. Now I’m afraid to go back at the same time, same place. Turning down yucky dudes at a bar or other public space is one thing; avoiding them on the running trail is quite another, especially when the offender is on wheels and I’m on foot. Perhaps I should practice my heave-ho elbowing skills. 

Anyway, here are some pictures from our Buddy Runs at Blackie’s. 

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The “tea-pot” stretch

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the home stretch (well, almost) with Natalya & Perrisa

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ok this one’s just ridiculous…RARRR

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the whole gang

The track is better for running on, not standing around on.  The last couple of track workouts I’ve been to have been a little weak sauce.  Don’t get me wrong, Chi Running and the lady Hazel who talks about it are great and practical tools to increase running potential and efficiency…but lately, when I’m sitting there and my fingers are numb, my attention span is like a fart in the wind and I really just want to get on the track and get going.  We’re hoping for more active track workouts in the future (hopefully I don’t regret that wish).  

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warm-up lap

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Al & Kelsey relaxing
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Megan…uhpp
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“OK…it’s friggin cold I want to go run!!!”

Like I said…food tastes even better after gettin’ sweaty.  One of the best parts of Team in Training is all the cool people who’ll go eat brunch with you after you’ve all suffered through an early Saturday-morning run.  Our coached workout at College of Marin turned into a feeding extravaganza (and also included a Nutrition Clinic…oh, the irony!).  I was exempted from running and instead was the mentor put in charge of manning the brunch table, and after that, our little group headed over to Willie’s for a second feast.  Mmmmm!  We’ve also had a few other festivities that involved tasty treats, including Trish & Al’s fantastic wine & cheese fundraiser.  We may never get fast but we’ll also never forget how to party.   

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Who’s #1? AL’S #1!

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Brunch…simply amazing.

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The wonderful Coaches Tyler and Leslie

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Chelsea on the course

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Heather on the course

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Josie stretching after a good run

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Trish and Nicole leading the pack!

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“We only get to run three more miles? Why can’t we do a 50K instead?” asks Kelsey.

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Yaron on the course

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From the w&c fundraiser. Gouda and Jarlsberg and Manchego, oh my!

Running rock stars are way more exciting than real rock stars.  I MET DEAN! I MET DEAN! I’m a Deaniac, Deaniac on the floor…and I’m running like I’ve never run before.   Anyway…Dean Karnazes, AKA UltraMarathon Man, has a new book out about his epic journey to run 50 marathons in 50 states in 50 consecutive days and I met him at Book Passage (after he RAN from the SF store, 16 miles away…jeez).  What can I say other than this man is pure heart, inspiration, and CRAZY.  I gotta think about the fact that when mile 7 or 10 or 22 seems hard, Dean went and did the same thing 50 more times and lived to tell about it.  He’s nutballs, but hey, what’s a hero worth if he’s not a little ridiculous?  

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Team Dean

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the new book

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His message to me was only slightly cheapened when I realized that “Never stop exploring” is actually the motto of his sponsor, The North Face.

Nothing shows your human pride like running in the Human Race.  Our participation in the Nike Human Race 10K on 8/31/08 beginning at 8:31:08AM (cuz we’re dorky like that) provided more than just fodder for Seinfeld “Human Fund” jokes and references.  We had a beautiful race day at Samuel P. Taylor Park in West Marin, and we were all matching…what could be better?  Oh, I know — pigging out at Trish’s afterwards.  French toast casserole, eggy omeletey thing baked with chilis and cottage cheese, mimosas and bloody marys… OH MAN.  Let’s do it again!!!  (All to benefit LLS, of course…it’s a good excuse, right?)  Click the picture for more pictures.

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So evidently we have learned some things from running.  That about sums up the last month of our huffin’ and puffin’ good times.  I’ll do my best to update more frequently, because this gigantic update took WAY too long.  

I need to come up with a sign-off phrase for this blog, the way The Penguin says “Waddle on, friends” at the end of his Runner’s World column.  Hmmm…well, until I think of something really clever,

BYE!





See Blog Run

8 07 2008

Here I am bloggin’ again, and yes, it’s a running blog. Somehow, this keeps on happening – I hobble through a finish line after 26.2 miles and curse the day I ever got the notion to sign up for such a kookoo pastime, but then in hindsight the putrid stinky mess of blisters and agony and stress fades to make way for triumphant memories of accomplishment, as shiny and glimmering as my solid gold finisher’s medal (ok, at Hono it was just a dull metal keychain, but still), and I end up doing it all over again. Even AFTER I re-read my previous training blogs and remember all the gory details. Me & marathons; we’re just like Kurt Cobain & heroin, or maybe like Britney Spears & Taco Bell.  Our brains say “what the hell?!?” but our hearts say “yesssss.” We can’t help ourselves.  

It’s my third time, and now I’m a mentor for Team in Training, corralling a new group of participants through a season of ankle-taping and Gu-tasting.  And let’s not forget the FUNdraising!  http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/nikesf08/eseagrave

I’m stealing this from something I read because I couldn’t have said it better myself:

Know why I love running?

‘Cause I’m not physically built for it.

‘Cause there are mornings when I dread it.

‘Cause during those first 10 minutes I think I’m gonna die.

‘Cause the hills never ever get easier.

I like having something out in front of me that I can never, ever truly master.

I can get faster and stronger, but there will always be another, seemingly unreachable, running-based goal out there.

What could be better than that?

NOTHING, I tell you!  Except maybe chocolate everyday.  The rest of this training blog will be an attempt to understand this love-hate relationship I have with running and the current vehicle I use to satisfy my running urges, namely mentoring with TNT.  

I am so very excited about meeting our future participants and to lead the group with the lovely Kelsey (my co-mentor).  We’re basically gonna DOMINATE this training and raising of monies.  Most of all I can’t wait to rush home after every workout and geek out with updates and stats about my training progress on this here bloggity blog.