Marine Corps Marathon: race-day logistics replace taper madness

Whew!

Today, I'm visualizing what I'm sure will be an emotional moment at the finish line.

Today, I'm visualizing what I'm sure will be an emotional moment at the finish line.

That’s better!

I had a rough time there Tuesday, dealing with some pre-race taper tantrums. True to their toddler-esque name, taper tantrums led me to not only get cranky, but to act out in rebellion, staying up past midnight to watch the Yankees game and devouring two unbelievably delicious salty-oat cookies from Teaism (“Two” does not accurately depict how taper-unfriendly this indulgence was. These cookies are gigantic hunks of awesome that nutritionists will tell you should actually feed a family of four).

Wednesday was better. I did some light stretching and yoga-ish stuff, but basically just put in a normal work day until my late-afternoon massage with Cary Bland, a runner, cyclist and gifted massage therapist. This was everything I needed in the world, and then some. We chatted about the race a bit, after which I went into a deep, awesome massage trance that provided my first lick of relaxation all week. Bland told me afterward that, besides some tightness in my hips, my legs felt “ready to go.” He seemed pleasantly surprised by this, making me wonder what kind of sorry, beaten-up shape my legs were in last time he saw them.

Today, I’ve got a 20-minute run, with a few strides thrown in. I’ll use the every precious minute to visualize the final 10K of the marathon.

Today, I also get to add some cool details to my visualization. I get to the Arlington Cemetery Metro stop no later than 7 a.m. (being a local, I don’t have a bag to check at the snakepit that is apparently the runner’s village), warm up in sunny weather, with low temperatures hovering around 44 degrees. As I’m finishing, forecasts suggest it may be 60-ish. I know forecasts are no guarantee, but I’d rather be dreaming of the currently forecasted scenario than planning which trash bag I’ll wear at the start!

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Taper tantrums hit

So I’ve been raving about how much I looove my taper, and how my body needs the rest, and

Dear Teaism salty oat cookies: Why are you so delicious?

Dear Teaism salty oat cookies: I love you. I'd just rather wait til after the marathon to indulge in your awesomeness.

how I was silly to get all taper-crazy in the past. I even wrote a post yesterday called How to avoid Marine Corps Marathon taper tantrums.

I kind of jinxed myself, and yesterday, I found myself in the midst of a full-fledged taper tantrum.

What I did well: I stuck to my training schedule, running only 30 easy minutes, which meant I had to skip out on my group run barely halfway into last night’s route. I think I’ll skip my group run altogether and run on my own on tomorrow, to avoid temptation to push the pace and/or run longer than I mean to. Which, in case you’re wondering, is 20 minutes easy, with a few pickups thrown in, which is my last workout of any sort before the marathon. Gah!

What I didn’t do so well: I ended up walking around downtown DC for a good 45 minutes during the day from various Metro stations to various lunch and interview destinations. I know a little walking doesn’t cancel out my restraint on the run, and probably doesn’t matter in the big scheme of the taper, but having to think about whether I should be walking so much just annoyed me. I’m sick of thinking about how much I should or shouldn’t work out, what I should and shouldn’t eat, how much I should be sleeping (the late Yankees game last night didn’t help with the last item on the list).

Speaking of what I should and shoudn’t be eating, one of my stops in downtown DC was Teaism, a gorgeous teahouse/restaurant I’m writing a profile of for Specialty Coffee Retailer magazine. I had a cup of Teaism’s best-selling chai, made the traditional way: by boiling spices and black tea, then adding just enough milk and sugar to reach the perfect balance of creamy, spicy and sweet. Awesome and calming — just what I needed! The store’s other best-seller: the salty oat cookie, which turns out to be somewhat of a DC institution. The big, salty, chewy, dense hunk of delicious wasn’t in my plan for the day. But I ended up buying a six-pack of the cookies, and called my husband to tell him was the lucky recipient of six cookies, minus a bite or two I’d taste for research purposes.

I actually did need to taste the cookies to accurately describe them in the story. What I definitely didn’t need to do: down two of the addictive little monsters after my 30-minute easy run failed to wipe away the funk from a stressful day, leaving me feeling slightly sick to my stomach and annoyed that I’d broken my pre-race plan of being reeeally careful about what I ate this week.Plus, even though the ingredient list is delightfully wholesome stuff, these babies can’t exactly be low in calories, making me wish I could add a few minutes to today’s workout, not subtract, making me annoyed at the taper all over again.

As if in an act of conscious protest, I stayed up until the end of the late Yankees game last night (please let my legs channel Mariano Rivera’s post-season arm during the race Sunday!), knowing full well I’d wake up at my regular time and miss out on valuable pre-race-week sleep.

But: Today’s a new day, with plenty of opportunities to eat good, light, carby stomach-friendly food. I can ease my restless legs with a bit of time on the stationary bike, during which I’ll be prepping mentally by visualizing miles 15 through 20. And I DO get a massage this afternoon — the taper ain’t all bad!

Wish me luck not losing my mind over the next couple days. And bear with me — I’m messing around with the format of the blog and my home page again, and things may look a bit messy in the meantime. Some of the changes I’ve made already: I’m making the home page the home of my professional Web site, with the blog a side page. And I’m making the blog itself more running-focused, so I’ve “hidden” all the links to my friends’ non-running blogs. To my buddies with blogs: I’m still following your adventures in France, Germany, Elkton, Md., etc.  I’m just not flashing your Web site around for all the world to see (which I’m not sure how you felt about, anyway, now that I think about it).

Any tips for taper tantrums? If so, post them here!

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How to avoid Marine Corps Marathon taper tantrums

I usually hate to taper.

My trusty roasted vegetable lasagna. Just one thing I love about tapering.

My trusty roasted vegetable lasagna. Just one thing I love about tapering.

This week, though, I’m having a blast. Yesterday’s cross-training workout consisted of 30 easy minutes on the stationary bike. That’s all! I usually save the day’s newspaper for my stationary bike dates, and bring a book and magazine with me, too, just to be safe. Yesterday, I barely had time to get through Monday’s Washington Post before the workout was done. Tonight’s workout: a 30-minute run I’m looking forward to immensely. I’ll peel off a bit early from my group run, heading home to eat the roasted vegetable lasagna I prepared and froze last week, just for nights like this.

Here’s how to replicate my taper bliss:

Train so you need it. When I trained for a marathon in 2007, I was burned out, for sure, but I can’t say my muscles were fatigued enough to really beg for a taper. This time, my legs are begging, pleading, cajoling me to take a week off. Also, since my training is a lot more varied, with hard cross-training efforts and core work regular parts of my regime, it feels like even more of a treat to drop back to just a few 30-minute runs.

Focus on other stuff. I happen to have one of my busier work weeks of the year this week, with multiple deadlines floating around. But even workout-wise, I’m using the time I’d usually spend training to focus intensely on stretching and foam-rolling, which usually go sorely neglected.

Follow good advice. I’ve mentioned before that Olympian Keith Brantly, who I got to interview for a few Gainesville Sun stories a couple years ago, tells runners: “Repeat to yourself: ‘Rest is training. Rest is training.'” He’s a certified coach who has run marathons in the Olympics. That means he knows his stuff, as do the other reputable books and magazines I get advice from. Everything I’ve read about tapering suggests that it should last three weeks, that it’s a bad idea to squeeze in an extra workout during that time, that it’s not the time to diet. I’m listening and not questioning.

Just go with it. I usually freak about gaining weight thanks to some extra carbs and the decreased workload. I once almost burst into tears upon reading this quote from a prominent running coach: “If you worry that you’re gaining weight during your taper, wear a pair of pants with a forgiving waistline.” This time, I’m just going with it. And not that it matters, but it turns out I haven’t gained a single pound, despite doing things like adding 1/3 c oatmeal to my daily breakfast (I know: whoa, Nellie! 1/3 c!). Same goes for the weather forecast. I started out checking obsessively, but then I thought about the ZOOMA Annapolis 10K. Forecasts promised a cool morning with 0 percent chance of rain. We woke up to find it pouring. Pouring! We ran the race in garbage bags. The weather’s gonna do what it’s gonna do. All I can do it be ready to run.

Focus on mind games. I’ve been visualizing the miles in 5-mile chunks, focusing on a different section of the race every day. This helps ward off negative thoughts.

Treat yourself. I’ve got a massage scheduled tomorrow. I’m taking lots of baths with Epsom salt. How can that be a bad thing?

How do you make your taper tolerable? Let me know by posting a comment below.

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Motivation Monday: Marine Corps Marathon edition

There’s a little tag on my keychain that looks from afar like any grocery-store or bookstore discount card. I first clipped it on in

My keychain: one of several things motivating me this week.

My keychain: one of several things motivating me this week.

July, to remind myself there was a reason I was suffering through hour-long core- and hip-strengthening workouts a few times a week, and kept it on when I started my training plan a month late thanks to a flareup of an old hip injury.

It reads, simply, “Motivated,” and bears the Marine Corps Marathon logo. Cheesy as it is, that keychain has reminded me why it was important to get out the door for a long run, stop at the pool on my way home to cross-train, skip the glass of wine at dinner and accomplish a number of other small tasks on my way to the starting line.

With less than a week to go, I’m motivated my what the keychain represents to me now: a symbol of the hard work I’ve put in over the past six months or so, all of which has prepared me to tackle the marathon this coming weekend.

Here’s a roundup of the other stuff that’s motivating me this week:

  • Remembering all the hard workouts I’ve done in the past few months. I routinely train at 8-minute mile pace, and that’s conversational now (until the end, of course, when I can converse only in gasps and wheezes). My first marathon wasn’t such a speedy one, but I can run faster now because I train faster. Simple, right? I also train to run faster at the end of a run than before, even on long runs. I feel confident I can do the same in the marathon. Most importantly, I’ve focused on making myself a stronger overall athlete, withstanding months of boring leg lifts and humiliating BOSU balance work to make my core and hips less flimsy.
  • Knowing “Spirit of the Marathon” is waiting for me on hulu.com. I’ve been saving this one for the week before the race, and I’m anxious to finally dig into it.
  • The amazing comments from my friends and family, who are so confident — more so than I am — that I’m gonna kick butt next weekend. My mom told me recently she thinks of me, then adds extra minutes to her morning walk. My friend Courtney asked me to think of her in mile 17, and to imagine her reminding me that whole mile that I OWN this race. Ron, who publishes the highly entertaining and very insightful blog, Punk Rock Tri Guy, told me this marathon should merely serve as a victory lap – my reward for months of hard training. What a wonderful reminder of the sentiment George Sheehan expressed this way: “Some think guts is sprinting at the end of a race. But guts is what got you there to begin with.  Guts start back in the hills with 6 miles to go and you’re thinking of how you can get out of this race without anyone noticing.”
  • Continuing to visualize the miles of the Marine Corps Marathon on training runs and during cross-training workouts. Last week, I went through miles one through five. Today, I’m imagining miles five through 10. Check out my visualization techniques, borrowed from Runner’s World’s “Guide to Running,” here.

Finally, there was my 10-miler at marathon goal pace on Sunday, my one last “long” run before the real taper for the Marine Corps Marathon began. Though I’ve been winding down for the past two weeks, the real rest comes this week. I’ve got nothing but two easy 3-milers on my training schedule for the week, plus a few chilled-out cross-training days, so this last 10-miler at marathon goal pace, roughly 9-minute miles, was the last item to cross of my training calendar.

Nailed it!

Despite forecasts warning of a 100 percent chance of rain this morning, I got a blessed break, and it was cool and dry when I headed out – perfect running weather. I was shocked to find it really, truly difficult to stick to 9-minute-mile pace for the first few miles, and I had to remind myself that I’ll have the long uphills in the first miles of the marathon will hold me back on race day. I also reminded myself that amazingly, it will take all the willpower I’ve got to try to stick with that goal pace in the last miles of the marathon.

So on the 10-miler, I exercised patience, holding back in the beginning, and finishing with 1.5 miles at 8-minute-mile pace or faster, despite a long, slow uphill the last mile and a quad-burner of a steep hill before it. The hard work is done. Let the true taper begin!

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The countdown continues: motivation for MCM, eight days out

This time next week, I’m going to be taking the Metro to downtown DC, where I’ll pick up my packet for the Marine Corps Marathon. In that packet will be my bib, lucky No. 5345. I’m so excited just thinking about it!

Until then, I’m feeding myself a constant stream of motivation to keep myself from less-helpful tasks. My pre-race phantoms this time are worrying that I’ll emerge from the marathon with serious, nightmarish injuries, and worrying that I’ll slow to a despairingly awful pace the second half of the race.I’m writing those down here not because I’m obsessing, but because this is an honest blog, and I feel it’s appropriate to confess that it’s not all roses and finishers’ medals sprouting in my mind.

That said, here are a few of the things motivating me today:

My last speed workout yesterday. Steve and I skipped our group run on account of the cold rain pelting the DC area, which I’m guessing would not be the best way to protect my immune system before Oct. 25. I headed for the treadmill instead and knocked out three 1-mile repeats at 7:15-minute mile pace, making sure to crank it down below the 7-minute-mile mark for the last minute or so of each repeat. I felt sort of awesome! Those miles, in addition to my 8-minute-mile tempo run Tuesday night, will be major confidence-boosters as I head into the final week of my taper.

Some new tunes. In addition to “B.O.B” by Outkast, which I recently rediscovered as a running song, I’m loving “Percussion Gun” by the White Rabbits. The song is self-explanatory – like “B.O.B,” it’s got a persistent drumbeat that just begs you to move faster.

New socks! Yes, that was exclamation-point worthy. I wore Wrightsock anti-blister socks during the only other marathon I’ve run, and I truly believe their double-layered awesomeness is responsible for my feet escaping the dreaded hamburger syndrome. Problem is, my trusty pair from 2007 sprouted a giant hole in one toe during a long run this year, and I haven’t been able to find them in my size anywhere. I special-ordered a pair from Wrightsock’s Web site. They arrived yesterday. Given my reaction when I opened the box, you woulda thought I’d won something.

Did I just do Motivation Monday on a Friday? I think I did.

I’ve only got one more “long” run, a 10-miler on Sunday, before I start the real tapering. Eight days to go!

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Visualize the miles

While I was tapering for the Nashville Country Music Marathon in 2007, I went on tear, scrounging up every bit of inspirational information I could to fuel my marathon obsession. Among my impulse grabs from the library: an old edition of Runner’s World’s “Guide to Running,” a sort of beginner’s running bible.

Most of the information was, as you’d imagine, pretty basic. But there’s a gem of a chapter laying out what to do, wear, eat and think every day the two weeks leading up to a marathon. Overkill? Maybe. But I’m a planner (or, as others would put it, “obsessive compulsive”), and the neat structure of it all appeals to my sense of order in the world.

I’m revisiting that chapter this week, as I chill out and wait for the Marine Corps Marathon in nine days (gulp!). It’s been instrumental in my efforts to desperately to avoid unhelpful negative thoughts (“Will my hip be so messed up after, I won’t be able to walk? Or will it just be time off running?” or: “Will I slow down 30 second per mile in the second half, or more than that?” NOT helpful.).

Since the cheesy visualization exercises are helping me so much, I’m going to share them here, and let you know how I’m applying them. One helpful suggestion: Use every training run leading up to the marathon to visualize a chunk of miles of the actual marathon. Today’s exercise: Visualize yourself running the first five miles of the race. You’re feeling strong, letting other runners whiz past you — you’ll pass them later. You’re feeling good, even able to chat with runners around you.

For me, this means the first mile through Rosslyn, the second and third miles on Lee Highway/Spout Run, and the fourth and fifth miles in Georgetown. I’ll make myself hit the water stop at mile 4. I’ll congratulate myself on running an evenly paced race as I pass 9 minutes at the first mile marker, 18 minutes at the second, and so forth, completing the first five miles in something like 45 minutes.

By the way: You should know, as I post these confessions of my dream marathon, that dream-marathon Amy adjusts to changes on the fly, gracefully retooling her goal time and resulting splits according to what her body’s telling her is possible that day. I’m not, like, married to 9-minute miles or anything.

These visualization exercises will happen on a treadmill for me today. Steve and I aren’t skipping our group run tonight because it’s our four-year wedding anniversary (happy anniversary to us!). We’d planned to go, but I don’t want to invite my head cold to come back because I’m dumb enough to run in the cold rain with an already-compromised immune system. Instead, I’ll squeeze in three 1-miler repeats sometime today, and will enjoy a nice, relaxing dinner at home with him tonight, which I think is just what the doctor ordered.

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Putting it together before the Marine Corps Marathon

With 10 days to go until the Marine Corps Marathon, I’m using this week to put together all the final pieces.

My trusty roasted vegetable lasagna will provide many pre-MCM meals.

My trusty roasted vegetable lasagna will provide many pre-MCM meals.

I’m adding last-minute songs to my marathon playlist. Know what I’ve been digging lately? Kanye West’s “Golddigger” and Outkast’s “B.O.B.” and “Rosa Parks.” If you ever liked these songs, it’s time to try them on a playlist again. Trust me.

I’m slowly starting to eat more carbs than usual, and slowly cutting down a bit on fruits, veggies and other fiber-filled delights. This is a bummer, but it’s necessary to pander to my wimpy, finicky stomach. By the time race-day gets here, I’ll be subsisting largely on various pasta and pizza dishes, like roasted vegetable lasagna and homemade pizza, and my special pre-marathon banana bread. Wait. Typing that has made me aware that this isn’t a bummer. It’s AWESOME.

I’m getting psyched about my Bib No. 5345, which I’ve decided is lucky. Doesn’t it just SOUND like a good number? I think so.

I’m also getting psyched about the expo, which I’m planning to attend on Friday to take advantage of the fact that I work at home, and get to make my own schedule. My excitement stems from the fact that I may schedule this around Bart Yasso’s appearance at noon Friday.

I’m reading things that inspire me, like this post from Amy Morris about her pre-MCM 20-miler, or this race report from the Chic Runner, who ran her goal time — and possibly the happiest marathon ever – in California. Thanks to both of them, I’ve added some new mantras to my repertoire: “This is my city and I OWN THIS!” (Applies to DC for me, of course). “Settle in. You’re here for a while.” And “Go get your medal.” Wow. Yes, please! Also, a runner-friend in Gainesville, Fla., has sent me a copy of “Once A Runner” by John L. Parker Jr., which Runner’s World has called “the best novel ever written about running.” I’ve read the sequel, “Again to Carthage,” while living in Gainesville, and I loved the imagery of my favorite routes — plus the intimate knowledge of what it means to be a runner in Florida (I laughed out loud for pages when he can’t take a shower post-run because he’s not done sweating). I got to talk to him for a Gainesville Sun story, and he was just the most humble, wry dude you could imagine, which makes me all the more excited about this book.

I’m curious: What’s your sports nutrition routine pre-marathon — not just the two days before, but the week before? When do you start thinking about consuming some extra carbs, and staying away from Problem Foods? Any other tricks or tips to share? Let me know by posting a comment!

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Baltimore Marathon with Back on My Feet Baltimore

I woke up early Saturday to drive to Baltimore, arriving near the start line of the Baltimore Marathon by 6:30 a.m.

I wasn’t running the marathon, though; I was there to watch the Back on My Feet Baltimore guys I’ve been following for months for an Urbanite magazine story. I’ve been focusing on two homeless runners who have been with the Philadelphia-based nonprofit, which aims to promote self-sufficiency in homeless people through running, since it started in March. One ran the half-marathon, the other the full. This was the climax of the story, the inevitable end of this first chapter of their training, both for life and for running.

As usual, I’m not going to steal my own thunder by telling you a lot of stuff that’s going in the story, which is slated to appear in the magazine’s December issue. But here’s what personally motivated and inspired me about watching these guys:

  • They adjusted on the fly. Distance running invites self-doubt in even the most stable and experienced competitors. Professional runners psych themselves out of races with negative self-talk, and longtime recreational runners can fail to adjust to new realities when their goal times slip away. By the 16-mile mark, Arnold Shipman, a 50-year-old former heroin dealer and user, was exhausted, well off his goal pace of four hours (a very reasonable goal considering his pace on training runs) and walking up the hills that are usually his favorites. But he adjusted his mental goals to what his body seemed up for achieving that day, and was too busy pumping himself up to finish a marathon to focus on his missed goal. At first, his experience scared me — I’m trying to run something like four hours, too, and our training, amazingly, has gone pretty similarly. But then, I realized I was missing the whole point: The finish time doesn’t matter. It’s your ability to be mentally agile in the second half of a marathon, when you’re tired and want to give up entirely, that truly makes a race a victory. Shipman finished in just over five hours.
  • They had fun. Michael Tate, a 48-year-old former cocaine user, jumped up and down, cheering, psyching up the crowd, before his half-marathon start. Once the race started, he totally fed off the spectators. He said he felt like a Spartan going into battle, or a high-school athlete wearing his jersey through the hallways on game day. When he passed a rock band, he sang along to the guitar riff. He grinned through large portions of the race (though, as you’ll read in the full story, he had his rough spots, too). I would like to run happy, too, and I plan to channel his glee during my own race in two weeks. Tate maintained 10:30-minute miles the whole race.
  • They got by with a little help from their friends. Both guys ran with BOMF volunteers for large portions of their races. I personally ran maybe a total of ten miles with Shipman, broken up throughout the marathon, and three miles with Tate. This let me find out what they were thinking during the race — runners know that this, not the final finish time, is the real story — and it let me squeeze in my long run for the week, a comfy little 13-miler.

My favorite journalism professor at University of Colorado reminded us frequently that in times of crisis, while we must remain impartial observers, we are humans first and reporters second. We can hug people in emotional distress, express sympathy, show we care. In this case, I was a human AND a runner first. I may or may not have spurred Shipman to run, not walk, starting at mile 25 by running to the finish with him. I may or may not have changed the course of his thinking by providing a stream of positive thoughts when he was struggling. I may or may not have changed the course of the story for the better, and I sort of don’t care. It was more important to support another human, spurring him to do what he was capable of doing, and what he desperately wanted to do, than it was to remain impartial. Plus, did I see any other reporters with their running shoes on, tracking these guys through the runs of their lives? No, I did not. Impartial or not, I still win.

Two side notes: I tried Sports Beans, which will be served at the Marine Corps Marathon, to refuel on the fly midway through the race. They’re as awesome as one might imagine. Truly taste like regular ol’ jelly beans, and didn’t upset my stomach at all!

Also, I got my bib number for the Marine Corps Marathon, which is now only 11 days away! I’m Bib No. 5345. Inexplicably, this strikes me as a lucky number.

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Motivation Monday, part deux

So I guess Motivation Monday is going to be a regular, weekly thing. And since I’ve had a week of good thinking time, I can’t really blame the cheesy, alliterative title on Office Space-esque case of the Mondays. That’s OK — if we’re ever gonna survive marathon training, we’ll get a little cheesy.

So! Here’s what’s motivating me this week:

  • My taper for the Marine Corps Marathon on Oct. 25. No joke! I’m actually motivated by my taper! I know I’ve only just begun it, but rather than feeling jumpy and antsy, like I usually do when mileage winds down, I feel rewarded. It officially started last week, but with workouts including a 16-mile long run and 5X 800s on the track with a 2.5 mile warm-up and cool-down, it was still a pretty tough week. This week, though, I really start getting into rest mode. I’m planning to get a massage (note to self: schedule massage!), and I’ve been upping my carb intake here and there, which has been pretty delightful. Yesterday was my total off-day, and today, I’m just going to put in 30 minutes or so on the stationary bike. Saturday’s long run was 13 miles, and this weekend, I only have to get in 10. Ten!
  • Having a post-marathon goal. I think it’s helpful to know what comes next after a big race, to handle the inevitable post-runner’s-high letdown of the Big Day being done. I already knew I’d want to run the National Half Marathon again in March, and I’m excited about the Bay Bridge Swim in June. But now, I have something brand-new lined up: The Blue Ridge Half-Marathon April 24. It’s along the Blue Ridge Parkway near Roanoke, Va., and with wide views of the cool green-blue mountains, it looks to be the prettiest race I will have ever run. It also boasts a total elevation gain of nearly 1,400 feet and an elevation gain/loss of 2,779 feet. (Gulp).I see this as sort of a test-run for the Big Sur Marathon. I *say* I’m totally cool with how hard it is, but this will tell me whether I’m still cool with it during a 1,400-foot climb.
  • Running parts of the Baltimore Marathon with the guys from Back on My Feet Baltimore. The story I’m writing about these guys for Urbanite magazine climaxed on Saturday, with the two homeless runners I’ve been hanging out with for months running (and finishing!) their half and full marathons, respectively. I’m saving details for a separate post, but their experiences exhilarated me and inspired me. Seeing thousands of other runners accomplish the goal I’m looking to achieve two weeks from now had a similar effect. While waiting to meet up with one of my guys for the last few miles of his marathon, I cheered for the other runners passing on the course. It was just before the 25 mile mark, and spectators had thinned. I yelled obvious stuff at first, telling runners they looked awesome, strong, etc. Then, I started getting kinda personal, telling them to dig deep, and to make their training count. Those simple cheers led to at least 10 runners picking up their speed, or running again when they’d been walking. Nice reminder for me: When things get tough, just remember to dig deep.

What’s motivating you this week? Let me know by posting a comment — all the interesting and thoughtful posts last week really pumped me up!

P.S. – This isn’t a motivator, per se, but I’m excited that my first-ever Running Times story, which ran in the magazine’s September issue, is now live on its Web site! It’s about how protein can help runners recover from hard workouts, and I got to talk to Kara Goucher and a bunch of fancy sports dietitians for it. One of those sports dietitians told me my own personal protein shake recipe sounded like “just about the perfect post-run recovery food.” Even more reason to enjoy its milkshakey deliciousness post-run!

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One last swim

I said goodbye to a good friend this morning: my beloved pool at the National Naval Medical Center-Bethesda, which closes for good tomorrow as the base becomes part of Walter Reed.

Since learning a couple weeks ago that the pool would be closing (full post here), something funny has happened: I sorta got my swimming mojo back. I’d been avoiding the pool, dreading the time and effort it would take to get in a good workout, considering I’ve been spending so much time training for the Marine Corps Marathon on Oct. 25. But knowing my time at the pool was limited forced me to reconsider, and I’ve had a lovely two weeks of using swimming to recover from running, rather than to beat the crap out of myself, which is my usual M.O.

Swimming is one of my most favorite things to do with my husband, and as luck would have it, he had today off work, so he was able to join me for one last swim date at our old haunt. My legs were sore and creaky from yesterday’s speed workout, short one though it was, but they loosened right up once I swam a few laps. The fact that I had such a wonderful swim stemmed directly from the fact that, rather than thinking constantly about how many yards I had left, or which set came next, I just appreciated the fact that I COULD swim at all. Totally liberating.

On the way home, we stopped at my favorite farm stand, Norman’s Farm Market, and seeing the bursts of orange and yellow squashes and the baskets of pears and apples reminded me that change is a good thing, and that it’s hard to know what kind of opportunities lie in what at first seem like obstacles.

Next up: Being a spectator at the Baltimore Marathon tomorrow, where the Back on My Feet group I’m writing about for Urbanite magazine is competing. Keep these guys in your thoughts tomorrow morning!

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