Not really a recap (or, some words that talk about running-type things in a sorta-chronological manner)
It’s been a little while. I didn’t recap the last week or so because there wasn’t much to recap; at least relative to the previous month or two. I suppose this is what should be referred to as a taper. Not that I’ve ever tapered for a 100 mile race. I don’t think I did that good a job tapering for the 50 last year and that was my last ‘A’ race (and one of my shittier performances from the whole year) and I still don’t really know what I’m doing. I know how to do work and grind week after week but when it comes to the end game, I’m pretty clueless. Luckily there are some (a lot) of people smarter than me and I’ve tried to glean some wisdom from them, but I’ve probably unintentionally ignored quite a bit of good advice in the process. In continuing the theme of putting more importance on enjoying myself (because running is one of the only things I can actually FIND enjoyment in lately) I went ahead and ran for 12 hours just three weeks before the Umstead. Was it too much? Probably. I wasn’t exactly running hard, and I spent about an hour of that time span in the bathroom (at least it felt like about an hour). It wouldn’t have been too bad (TOO bad) were it not for the twenty-some hours of driving that went along with it in the two and a half day span that included the 12 hours of running. Covering 84.5 miles was a good confidence boost that I’ll be able to at least finish 100 miles but my legs felt like garbage last week.
Fortunately John worked me over last Friday and I all the aches and troubling pains subsided enough that I had two decent runs last weekend. First was 22 miles at Umstead included 2xTurkey Creek loop. The next was the Tobacco Road half, sort of. You won’t find me in the results. But I just happened to also be running 13.1 miles starting and finishing at the USA Baseball complex and spending a couple miles on the ATT. I had a bib on too. Go figure. My legs were pretty shot from the longish Umstead run about 12 hours earlier, and I went out hard intending to crash and burn. I got my wish; I felt like crap from miles 8-12. For some reason the last mile went better again, weird. Still, running a 1:25 like that made for a good workout. 51 miles for the week, lots of extra free time.
This week has been junk too. I spent Monday on the recliner watching the entire first season of The Walking Dead and it was awesome. Tuesday managed to top it somehow (well not somehow, in this case awesome company, good beer, ticken chacos, and bar trivia top getting drunk at home watching great television and eating a burrito). Wednesday I got back to it, running an Umstead course loop, possibly the last time I do that in full before the race. I was a little pressed for time because I had to pick Scott up from the airport, operating on less than 3 hours sleep, and probably dehydrated. Still, the plan was to jog easy to the airport turnaround, run a full course loop hardish, and jog easy back to the car. Result? A single loop PR (1:27ish). Not sure how I ran faster than that for a full marathon though, except that I probably ran Manz miles here still.
This weekend, Scott’s still in town and now there are only eight days til race day. Running will be limited, and I think it should be and I’ll have enough distractions to ensure I don’t do something dumb like run hills for four hours Sunday morning. I’m pretty excited about next weekend, but in a way that hasn’t put a whole lot of stress on me unlike last November before Stone Cat. Back then, I had made it a very singular goal that would basically decide whether the entire year was a success or a failure (in my mind at least). Right now, I care, and of course I want to do well, but ultimately I’m just looking forward to seeing some really good friends and some really fast people who I’ve admired a while. It’s March and I have a long year still ahead of me so whatever happens next Saturday, it won’t swing the needle a whole lot in either direction. It’s not apathy, it’s perspective. Or something. At least I AM sure that I still have no idea what I’m doing, and I’m kinda starting to like it that way.
Til next time, RUN HAPPY everyone!
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