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It’s raining men

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 I spend a lot of time chasing men.  I have a weekly date chasing one pack of men up and down hills.  Don’t worry, Husband runs among them.  They are too fast for me to keep up, but not so fast that I lose sight of them.  It’s amusing to listen to the run club shout out, “looking good men …(pause)… and Runshorts”, as the men -and sometime later I- go by.    

I sometimes breakaway on my walk back downhill, my massive frame pulled down more quickly by my friend (and foe) gravity, so I experience the thrill of being passed by the pack on nearly every hill repeat.  I run in wait, wondering when they will surge by with a friendly little wave of acknowledgement.  And pity.  And glee.  

I joke about tripping them as they merrily dash uphill, but I do not have the grace to trip others without tripping myself.  Plus it would be embarrassing to trip someone and still be beaten by them to the top.  

With all this fun I thought, I need more.  So this week I added an evening of speed work into the mix.  The lone female braving the rain-dampened oval with yet another pack of men.  Chasing men in circles does little to improve my position.  Looking good men …(pause)… and Runshorts. 

So week after week I chase the men.  Week after week they beat me to the finish line.  All I can say is yay for gender-graded finish times. 

Title Reference:  The Weather Girls – It’s Raining Men.  1982.

A touch of grey kind of suits you anyway

Lessons learned from running hill repeats on the same hill at the same time as the University of Toronto men’s track team:

1.  I’m old.

2.  I’m slow.

3.  I need to find the hill the 90-year-old retirement home residents train on so I can feel young and fast again.  Okay, young.

 

Title Reference: The Grateful Dead – Touch of Grey.  From the album In The dark. 1987.

Blowin’ in the Wind

One of the great unknowns in the Boston Marathon is the weather.  Patriot’s Day can deliver anything from a snowstorm to a heatwave to a downpour.  This year the New England weather lived up to its reputation with a stiff headwind.  What began as a light 5-10 mph wind in the early morning slowly gained momentum, settling around 20 mph by late morning.  Running 42.2 km directly into a headwind is not an easy feat, especially when those 42.2K are down and up and up and down, repeat until the finish line.  Headwinds increase resistance, meaning you need to exert extra energy to move forward.  According to Alberto Salazar’s Guide to Road Racing, a 10 mph wind will slow down an elite runner by 10-15 seconds per mile and the deleterious effects are even greater on the average runner.  The slowdown goes up exponentially as wind speed increases beyond 10 mph.  He says a 20-30 mph wind will make you feel “just about stopped you in your tracks”.  The Boston course has the well-known challenge of the many uphills and downhills, notorious energy drainers and quad killers.  According to the elevation information in my Boston Marathon Program, on the 26.2 mile course only a single mile (mile 25, for those interested in specifics) has neither a net uphill nor downhill.  Headwinds + Hills = Double the Fun.  You push to the top of the hill eagerly awaiting the reward of a downward slope, only to be greeted by an unexpected wall of wind.  You know it’s a blustery day when it is a hard cardiovascular effort to run down the hill.
 
In the elite women’s race the wind may have factored into tactics, resulting in a surprisingly slow start (and the slowest finish since 1980).  The top women seemed to employ a conservative strategy, with no one wanting to go out in front against the wind.  At 20 miles Kara Goucher took control and led the ladies to a faster pace, ultimately allowing the eventual first and second place finishers to save enough energy for a battle royale in what was the closest women’s finish in the history of the event.  In the words of winning female Kenya’s Salina Kosgei “The problem is the wind.  We were going against the wind.  It wasn’t easy for us to run very fast.”  In her blog, elite runner Devon Crosby-Helms talks about running into the wind without the luxury of other runners to draft (plus her blog is a cool insider view into the race experience of an elite runner, like no port-a-loo lines – can you imagine?).  Sometimes it’s reassuring to know that the superstar runners are struggling through adverse conditions just as much as the rest of us.  The elite men started aggressively, wind be damned.  Not that they didn’t feel the effects by mid-race.  As Ryan Hall summarizes, “It was a tough day out there for everyone.  The wind was in your face the whole way.”  
 
But I’m not complaining.  Part of the Boston challenge, charm even, is the unpredictable weather.  I packed three potential race day outfits, reluctant to trust a weather report on Friday for a race the would not be run until Monday.  Coastal weather is notoriously difficult to predict and I wanted to be ready for anything.  Despite my precautions, the one thing I didn’t do in training was practise drafting.  I’m positively hopeless at drafting.  I like to run at the side (left side, to be precise) with a clear path in front of me, not tucked in behind a slightly bigger runner.  I don’t like being that close to sweaty strangers.  I get antsy drafting because the pace inevitably feels easier in the draft-zone (in keeping with the entire point of drafting), making me want to sidestep around and go faster.  Of course in doing so, immediately I’m met with the gusts that drove me into hiding in the first place.  Consequently, I run like some sort of draft-dodger popping in and out of the draft zone.  So draft I did not, instead relying on the energy from the sidelines to weather (ha) the wind.  And looking back, the wind didn’t bother me much.  Oh, I cursed it every now and then, but I tried to remind myself that the breeze kept me cooler than normal in the 10C conditions (an advantage because I’m a cold-weather runner).  Sure the wind slowed me down a little bit, especially as I fatigued (I’m guessing I lost around 5s/km due to wind); but it could have been much worse.  25C temperatures, for example, would have been a near disaster for me. 
 
Title Reference:  Bob Dylan – Blowin’ in the Wind.  From the album The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan. 1963.

The Hills Are Alive

Lost: hill training motivation.

I’m in a wee slump.  Going up the hill, but not really giving it my all.  And the thing is, I enjoy, perhaps even love, the torture/thrill of hill training.  Most of the time.  I’ve even been known to run bonus (notice the positive wording: bonus, like a prize, not extra, like a punishment) hill repeats, just to make sure I leave it all on the hill.  My upcoming marathon is hilly.  Notoriously so.  Runner’s World offers a list of “The greatest, most daunting hills in U.S. races”.  My marathon hill?  On that list.

Heartbreak Hill, Boston Marathon

Where It Hits: The fourth of the “Newton Hills,” beginning just past the 20-mile mark at Grant Avenue

How Long, How Hard: .37 miles, rising 88 feet. An average grade of 4.5 percent, but comes late in the race.

How to Conquer It: Four-time Boston Marathon champion Bill Rodgers calls Heartbreak Hill “the single most significant hill in all of road racing.” His advice: Hold back on the downhills and on the three Newton Hills. Then “put the hammer down, especially over the top.”

Hill Story: On this stretch in 1936, defending champ Johnny Kelley passed Ellison “Tarzan” Brown and gave him a pat on the backside, assuming that Brown had bonked. Brown rallied to retake the lead and win, while Kelley faded to fifth. Boston Globe sports editor Jerry Nason described this as “breaking Kelley’s heart.”

Hill training motivation found.

 

Title Reference:  Julie Andrews – Sound of Music.  From the album The Sound of Music. 1965.