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I remember when I lost my mind

It is seriously just a matter of time before something like this happens to me.  And I probably won’t even have a marathon to blame. Continue reading

Mix Tape Volume 15

A selection of articles from around the Internets that every runner should read.  Each one guaranteed* to make you run faster. Continue reading

Wash away my sorrow, wash away my shame

I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but my life tends to move along to a soundtrack. As a teenager I would compulsively play the same songs over and over and over. I’m not sure that was terribly healthy.

I spent 12 hours after the race that shall not be named singing this: Continue reading

All we need is just a little patience

Runners know delayed gratification.  We aim to train for an “award” months away, an award that may be lost to demotivation, illness, injury, weather, or Murphy and his damn laws.  Not everyone makes it to the start line.  The training phase has many casualties.   

The Marshmallow Test might be an effective way of identifying future runners.  Can you wait for a second marshmallow?  If not, perhaps you should rethink that 2011 race resolution.

I’m confidant that I would pass this test.  Of course I don’t like marshmallows.

Title: Guns N’ Roses – Patience. 1989.

My smile looks out of place

In 1969 Kubler-Ross published the 5 Stages of Grief.  The stages are most commonly experienced by those suffering a loss through death, but also a personal loss such as job loss, divorce, or according to Wikipedia, “the ultimate demise of a favorite sporting team’s magical season”.   There is no team I like that much.  I propose one addition to that list, the running of a marathon.  The Five Stages of Marathoning.  As Kubler-Ross explains, most people will experience at least two of the five stages.  During a typical 42.2K race I experience all the stages, some more than once.  Some on repeat. 

Denial — “Everything is okay.  My IT Band won’t play a harrowing tune today.  That stomach flu has cleared up.  Even though I skipped all of my speed training sessions I’m ready“.  I enjoy denial.  That wonderful moment when you can convince yourself everything will be Fine even though all arrows point to Not Fine.  It’s a shame denial is so temporary.  And followed by crushing reality.

Anger — “Why do I have crappy genetics?  Where are my fast twitch fibres?“.  Those in the angry stage have a raging case of the Why Mes and the Not Fairs.  They envy the “easy” run of others and are looking for someone to blame for their misfortune.  This is why you need to test drive your running partners, lest you become the recipient of misguided run rage.  I, for that very reason, race alone.  A friend who happens to be a divorce lawyer once joked that Las Vegas Marathon has a run-through wedding around 8K so he should set up a run through divorce at 35K.  A honeymoon to The Wall can get messy.  I think his would be the busier of the run-throughs. 

Bargaining — “Just let me make it to the finish line and I’ll give all my sneakers to Shoes4Africa“.   With bargaining there is hope that the inevitable can be postponed, usually by negotiating with a higher power for a better outcome in exchange for a reformed lifestyle.  You’ll never skip a run again.  You will only eat organic fair trade chocolate.  They say people find religion as they try to run through The Wall.  They are right.

Depression — “What does it matter, I should just quit right now.  It’s just a stupid race I don’t care about my time goal.  I can’t believe I paid money to do this.“  As reality takes hold and the runner begins to understand the certainly of their pain and anguish hopelessness sets in.  If you see someone at mile 22 sobbing on the sidelines and shaking their fist at the heavens chances are they in deep.  

Acceptance — “So what if I can’t beat Oprah.  She had an entourage of trainers and I’m pounding the pavement alone.  It’s okay that I missed my goal time, finishing is the real reward.  One more kilometre and then I ever have to do this again.“.   In the final stage there is peace with accepting the inevitable.  A missed time goal.  A DNF.  A shuffle instead of a kick across the finish.  The runner understands that the struggle is almost over.   The end is near.  You’ll never do this again.  Until you do.

Title Reference: Smokey Robinson and The Miracles - The Tracks of My Tears.  From the album Going to a Go-Go.  1965.

Just Another Manic Monday

I’m supposed to be tapering.  Correction, I am tapering.  It’s just not working.  My chronic insomnia has worsened and I’ve been up until at least 3am and as late as 5am every night for the past three weeks.  I’m freaking exhausted.  I’ve aged 3 years.  The final taper is supposed to make me feel rested.  Strong.  Ready to go.  Instead I’m ready to go to bed for a sleep to rival Rip Van Winkle.  My weary body aches all over.  A cold virus invaded and won’t go away.  It’s the mild kind of cold that doesn’t require sick leave but zaps all my energy and slows all my runs.  I’m popping vitamin C and D, but the pills aren’t magically curing me.  Add to that my constant infusion of desserts instead of food with actual nutrients and I’m a mess.  I bought a new pair of jeans the Friday before Thanksgiving and they no longer fit.  Correction, I can get them on but sport an awesome muffin-top and can’t sit down.  How is it possible to outgrow a pair of pants in eight days!?!   Self doubt took hold after that disastrous half marathon and hasn’t let go.  The fatigue and ballooning body are further messing with my already-off-the-rails mental game.  I need to find the marathon motivation movie to beat all marathon motivation movies.  Someday I will master this taper business.  Until then I have six days to pull myself together. 

Title Reference:  The Bangles – Manic Monday.  From the album Different Light.  1986.

The Fast Emporer

Lenny Woldringh interviews running great Haile Gebrselassie for the Dutch TV show Praatjesmakerss (Loose translation: Talkmakers).  This video is evidence that he is not only the world’s greatest distance runner (26 records broken), but an extremely lovely and gracious man.  As a kid gowing up on a farm in Ethiopia he used to run 10K to school and 10K home everyday and now he runs with a crooked arm as though he’s still carrying those schoolbooks.  “In the rainy season, sometimes to get to the first lesson we had to run really quick, because we had to cross the river to school and we’d have to go up and down the bank to find a place to cross because there is no bridge”.

Lenny interviews him just before the 2009 Berlin Marathon – the very race in which one year earlier he shattered his marathon record and became the first –and so far only– man ever to run sub 2.04 (2.03.59, to be precise).  The man is older than me.  I’m such a slacker.  In 2009 he attempted to break his own record and was on pace to do so until 30K, when a  ”dramatic” slowing meant a 2.06.08 finish (for a cool analysis of what happened to the pace check out The Science of Sport).  Before the race he seems calm and cool, even in the face of a barrage of confusing questions, poems, and jokes by a very adult boy.

Maybe there is magic in Lenny’s ear (I wonder what Earbud said to Haile).  There sure is magic in Haile: “You know, I want to help my country. Definitely I can help them, simply by winning races. Sure, they can follow my path to a good career.  But for me it is not enough.  I want to be more than that. In everything I want to be a role model.”

p.s. Who can translate that poem?  I’m so very curious.

Rookie’s (and enthusiastic cheerleader’s) Guide to Race Spectating

Outside of the huge mega-marathons it’s not uncommon for runners to complain about the lack of crowd support along the 42.2k route.  The marathonguide.com is filled with race reviews lamenting the sparse “crowds”.  I think it is the civic duty of every runner to go out and cheer at least once a year, if only to acknowledge that encouraging you and your tired legs to the finish line is damn hard – but make no mistake, rewarding – work.  Mostly though we drag/guilt our friends and family to the race course, position them at a kilometer marker and instruct them to yell as we go by and collect any gear we decide to toss their way.  In other words, we don’t make the most of the fan experience.

This handy guide will make the time on the sidelines more fun for the clappers and the speedsters.  Watching a race can be just as exciting as running one (just ask those hockey fans who have never put their feet in a pair of skates), with the right preparation.

What to do:

  • Cheer for everyone. Yes, we know you only came out to cheer on your beloved running their first marathon, but don’t just stand their staring vacantly at the other runners until you see that one familiar face blow by.  Spur along the magnificent elites and the inspiring commoners who follow.  Cheer for all the runners, but roar extra loudly for your peeps.
  • Play the name game.  If someone has a name on their shirt it’s there for a reason.  Call to them by name and watch their step get a bit springier.
  • Sign up for text updates.  Most races offer this service for a small fee – sign up and everytime your #1 runner crosses a timing map a little text will be sent to your phone telling you when and where.  This will help you figure out when to expect your friend/parent/sibling/spouse/kid/crush/neighbour/boss/nemesis to whiz by.  Warning, this isn’t a perfect service and sometimes text messages arrive late or not at all.  Don’t panic if an expected update fails to arrive, that doesn’t necessarily mean something has gone horribly wrong.  It might have, but not for sure.
  • Think location, location, location.  If you really want to make an impact find a quieter area to cheer.  The finish line always has lots of supporters, but that stretch from 32-36K can be lonely.  Position yourself by the metaphorical wall and your cheers will not be unappreciated.  Don’t follow the crowd, find your own little section of road.
  • Be conspicuous.  Tell your runner where you will be standing.  With a blur of thousands rushing by it can be tough to spot one lone face in the crowd.  It’s often easer for the runner to find the fan.  It does help if you have a missing person’s description of your runner (she was wearing a deep purple top, white hat, and black shorts).
  • Selectively inform.  If we are in the lead tell us, but a “you are 2576th” doesn’t help.  Telling me I’m the eleventh woman gets my competitive juices flowing.  If we are close to a time-cutoff tell us.  An encouraging ‘you’re gonna qualify’ or ‘sub-4 is yours’ won’t slow people down.   If you dare mention time or distance be specific.  1 mile to go is specific (but you better be accurate), just around the corner is not.  Omit the word “just” entirely.  Nothing is “just” in a distance race. 
  • Find child labour.  They are, hands down, the best at cheering.  Give them some pom poms and sugar-filled cola and let them do the hard work. 
  • Lie.  Tell us we look good.  Tell us we look strong.  Tell us we look Kenyan.  We know we don’t, but say it anyway.

 

What NOT to do:

  • Underestimate.  Never say “you’re almost there”.  Unless you can see, and by see I mean reach out and touch, the finish line.  4k, for the record, is not almost there. 4k at the end of a marathon is so far from almost there that you might just start sobbing at the side of the road.
  • Be boring.  Don’t stand around aimlessly gawking at the runners like we are some sort of zoo exhibit.  See cheering above.  Lackluster cheering is energy zapping.  If you are too tired to clap imagine how we feel.  We absorb that listlessness.  It’s like a floppy dead fish handshake - you need to put some effort in it.  A half-hearted cheer is almost worse than no cheer at all. 
  • Heckle.  Do not ask us what/who we are running from.  Do not boo, smack talk, insult, or utter the words “run forrest run”.  We can catch you.

 

What to bring:

  • Race info.  A course map and a pace band for anyone you are tracking.  This helps you guestimate where they will be and when.  Do not ask the runners how far to location X – and moan when you don’t like the answer.  Most races hand out spectator guides.  Get one.  And read it.
  • Hand clappers and cowbells.  Seriously.  Clap for four hours straight and your poor swollen palms will be burning.  Yell for four hours and your vocal cords will be shredded like you just left a headbanging concert.  Bring something to make the noise for you.
  • Signs. Yes, make a personalized sign for your special someone, but bring a few generic signs for the rest of the field.  Write inspiring quotes in chalk on the race course.  Funny and clever gets top marks in my book, but I enjoy pretty much any sign that reminds me of my awesomeness.   
  • Music.  If you still have a ghetto blaster bring it and play it loud, even if it means looping the Rocky Theme.  If you don’t know what a ghetto blaster is bring a boom box.  If you are still confused keep it to yourself.  I don’t need reminders of my advancing age. 
  • A camera.  One that can easily take action shots.  If it takes 5 seconds to focus you are likely to end up with 27 pictures of the runner right behind your runner, right Husband?  Take a few general race shots – it’s like your wedding day, everything is such a whirlwind that you need the photographs to remember what actually happened.  Take before and after pics.  Take pics of them with their medal.  They might not have the presence of mind to ask for it, but take as many cheesy shots as they can tolerate (especially if this is their first race). 
  • Supplies.  A camping chair, blankets, an umbrella, sunglasses & sunscreen, a hat, and layers of clothes.  The runners are sweating buckets but you might be shivering in the cool spring/autumn weather.   Don’t let the weather dampen, melt, or blow away your spirits.  Think tailgate party or homecoming game and pack accordingly. 
  • Fuel.  The runners are weighed down with Gatorade and gels packs and you need to be similarly prepared.  You won’t be out of place with a cooler and a thermos.  The moment you dash from the course for a Starbuck’s fix your runner will zip by.  Murphey’s Law.  Bring what you need for a four-hour tour.
  • Treats (for the runners).  This is optional, but wonderful, and there will be a gold chair in heaven saved just for you.  Many races operate on a shoestring budget.  Fruit slices (orange, watermelon and banana work best), pretzels, licorice, or freezies and even wet naps (gels are ooey gooey), are a blessed surprise when handed out by a generous fan. 
  • A cell phone.  The finish line area can be hectic.  Your runner may not be able to navigate stairs.  It’s best if they can call you and say pick me up (warning, this may be a literal statement) by the flag pole.

I’m wondering where the lions are

lionlineI claim to be all slow twitch muscle, but maybe my fast twitchers just need a boost of motivation.  A rat ran across my foot during a long run two weeks ago and Bolt would have had trouble running the next 100 metres with me.

 

Title Reference:  Bruce Cockburn – Wondering Where the Lion Are.  From the album Dancing in the Dragon’s Jaws.  1979.

Chillin’, maxin’, relaxin’ all cool

I’m gonna say something that I want you to remember for the rest of your lives.  The key to life is running and reading.

I like this advice.  It’s good advice.  Running and reading.  Brilliant in its simplicity.  I may be biased because running and reading (and TV watching) are two of my favourite activities.  I’m pretty sure Will Smith endorses TV watching as well, especially little gems like The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.

Why Running?  When you are running there’s a little person that talks to you.  And that little person says oh I’m tired.  My lungs are gonna pop.  Oh I’m so hurt.  I’m so tired.  There’s no way I can possibly continue.  And you want to quit.  Right?  If you learn how to defeat that person when you are running, you will learn how to not quit when things get hard in your life.  Running, alright, that’s the first key to life.

This is deeper than I would expect from a Kid’s Choice Award speech, but the man makes a good point. Getting through tough moments on the run is confidence building.

Why Reading?  The reason that reading is so important.  There are million and millions and millions and gazillions of people that have lived before all of us.  There is no new problem that you can have … that someone hasn’t already solved and wrote about it in a book.  So the keys to life are running and reading.

 Does that mean everything I write has been written before?

 

p.s. Credit for finding this video goes to Hai Nguyen.

 Title Reference:  Will Smith – The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.