I’m still alive. I am working on my race report from the Richmond Marathon and it is taking for-ev-er! Also, with a busy second half of November, loss of daylight, and other “stuff” going on, I’m finding myself slipping into my annual December slump. This month kills me every year – and not always for the same reasons. I’m trying a new approach to even things out this year, though. A little preemptive strike, if you will.
It’s always risky to try “challenge” events during heavy social months but I think this is the best way for me to approach the month. Tomorrow is December 1 and, from then until December 24, I plan to to do the following:
1. Walk at lunch at least 3 times a week. I find myself chained to my desk for the entire day and that is not healthy. I will walk at least 20 minutes, at least three times a week. If the weather is decent, I will up the frequency.
2. Engage in at least one group exercise activity a week. With my marathon training on hold for a few more weeks, my exercise schedule has been spotty, at best. It has also been very lonely. I plan to join at least one group activity (either a group run or cross training) a week.
3. Complete 1,600 miles for the year. I’m currently at 1,466. By the 24th, I plan to have only a reasonable amount of miles left for the month.
4. Do a modified Whole 30. I’ll drop added sugar and processed foods but I won’t be super militant about every tiny ingredient. For, perfect is the enemy of good. I’ll be more along the line of cutting out Candy Cane Joe-Joe’s and no more bites of my kid’s meals. Oh, and if you haven’t tried it yet, don’t even bother trying Trader Joe’s Candy Cane Joe-Joe Ice Cream. It’s horrible. Honest! 😉
5. Add magnesium back into my diet. I started adding some this morning. I think it will help with my mood and my migraines. If you decided to try it, too, just be careful to start with a super small (1/2 tsp) dose or you will have stomach problems.
So, that’s my Big 5 for the reset. Nothing too crazy. Nothing unmanageable. I plan to check in here once a week, to let you know how it’s going.
How are you handling the holiday stress? Are you planning some sort of “reset” of your own?
Some random thoughts that are rolling around in my head right now:
Your nutrition and hydration plan should begin two days before the race. In other words, eat quality food and drink your water!
Have a game plan for the expo, if it’s a big one. If you are going to it late in the day before your race, try to just hit the highlights. You don’t want to be on your feet all day.
Wear comfortable shoes to the expo. I’m sure your boots are awesome but this isn’t the day for them.
Have a solid fueling plan for race day. Write it down on your arm if you have to! I have a terrible time remembering to fuel so I will write down the miles that I need to do so and then I stick to the plan!
Wear your name on your bib or shirt. Sharpies and electrical tape work wonders! Having people call your name can be a big boost – just don’t forget that you’ve done that and then wonder how people know you (BT, DT)
Don’t get too caught up in your time goals. Try to find something every mile that makes you smile. Read the signs, high five the kids (don’t go crazy and tire yourself out, though!), give the thumbs up when you’re too tired to wave.
Thank the volunteers. I try to holler out a thank you at each water stop, even if I don’t stop. We wouldn’t be running without them!
Consider running a mile or two without music, especially near known cheer stops.
If you’re struggling and just can’t smile for the cameras, consider making a funny face or doing something goofy. I’ve been known to try jumping even though I could only clear about an inch and also pretending to be an airplane.
Don’t look down at your Garmin at the finish (or you’ll have a picture of the top of your head). Keep walking when you’re done. Don’t stop right on the mat, walk to clear the chute.
Most important, try to take it all in! You’ll never run your first marathon again so try to savor every moment, even the tough ones.
So, this all started in March. We were training for the Blue Ridge Marathon and needed to run 12 miles the same day that the Marine Corps 17.75K race was to take place. My training buddy and I decided to try to register for it but didn’t have high hopes since this is a “golden ticket” race and all finishers have guaranteed access to the Marine Corps Marathon. Well, wouldn’t you know it… we got in!
But, I didn’t really think I would run this since I assumed I could easily give away my access code. And I tried. I really did. Three times! No one wanted it. So… I hired a coach and got to training!
Fast forward 18 weeks, and one injury, and M and I found ourselves running to National Harbor to pick up our race packets.
Honestly, I’m not a fan of the new expo location. The Gaylord is a lovely hotel but traffic was nutty, Uber couldn’t pick us up when we were done because they couldn’t get to the designated Uber-lot due to police routing them elsewhere, and the layout of the expo was not good. The lines to get your bibs ran perpendicular to the main entrance so you had to wade through the lines to get from one end of the hall to the other. No one knew where the Kids’ Run bib pick up was (because neither they, nor I, read the email saying it would be at the race start) so I had to wade through several times. Not awesome.
The Brooks area was supper chaotic (as usual) so I didn’t buy anything there and it didn’t feel like there were as many vendors there this year. I did like the shirt, though.
On Saturday, Little Runner ran the kids’ mile and we had a good time, as usual. If you decide to do this with your kids, I highly recommend the early waves. It’s gets pretty busy and they completely sold out the race this year!
Race morning found us all a little tense. M’s mom graciously drove us and a few others to Rosslyn so we didn’t have to worry about shuttle buses, etc. due to Metro’s unwillingness to open early. We hung out for a bit in the Fisher House team tent (my second year with them and I still can’t recommend them enough!) before making our way to the start.
The race itself was extremely difficult for me. It was “comfortable” at the start, and that is never a good sign for me. I knew I was in for a long day when, around mile two when we were slogging up the Lee Highway hill, I yelled at a spectator who was shouting that we were “almost there”. Sorry, dude. (but I still think you were being an asshole).
I was staying close to my B goal pace until I hit mile 12. This was along the “Blue Mile” where Wear Blue lines up with flags and pictures of fallen service men and women. It’s an emotional mile. And the sun came out. And my pace went right in the toilet. I hit an MRTT stop on the back side of Haines Point and literally just broke into tears when I saw my friends. I was so thankful for their ice bottle and cold cloth!
At that point, I was seriously considering just dropping out. My back had started to cramp and I was beginning to have stomach problems. I knew my family was waiting for me before the bridge, though, and I didn’t know how I would tell my son that I was quitting. So I kept going. I rallied a bit along the Mall — until I had to make another unexpected bathroom stop. I knew my family was coming up soon so I just kept moving until I found them. I spent a few minutes with them and then tried to push on to the 14th St Bridge.
I saw two of my MRTT friends right before the bridge and I couldn’t even talk, I just cried and kept running somewhat jogging. Halfway across the bridge, I just gave up on life for a while and walked. I walked around the Pentagon parking lot(s) — I was so out of it that I thought that I had somehow gotten off course and was stuck in an infinite loop! It was horrible! — and in to Crystal City.
I knew I’d see more of our MRTT mommas soon so I tried to keep moving. Thankfully, I found them and their icy goodness! I took handfuls of ice and shoved it in my shirt and I wrapped some up in one of my towels and ate it a bit at a time as I kept walking. I also took some Ibuprofen. That loosened me up enough so I could pick up into a jog again. I was now working on my second slowest marathon time but I tried to keep as even a pace as I could. We were all in a death march down 110, past the Pentagon. We were running as close to the wall as we could get, trying to find shade, and people were collapsing under the overpasses. Seriously, I saw a ton of runners go down after mile 18. It was scary!
I saw my family again at mile 26. Have I mentioned before how much I love them??
And then, the finish! One of the Fisher House girls came out to run me up the last hill and I told her how much of a shit show that day had been. She said yes, but you finished it! And, by god, I did. So, I ran up that hill as fast as my tired and broken body would let me and I finished knowing that I did the best that I could that day.
If you’re still with me, you might be wondering what the heck happened. I really don’t know. A big, huge, massive part was weather. I do not do well in heat or direct sun. I’ve been training in it all summer but, mentally, I was not prepared for this. I also did not adjust my pace/goals for the weather. I should have switched to intervals when I started to struggle. That would have eliminated the miles of walking. Also, next time, Imodium — enough said.
So, that’s Marathon #5. Overall, I’d give the race a low B. I did not like the changes that they made this year and I’m in no hurry to do it (MCM) again any time soon. I’m not done with the distance, though. I still have Richmond in two weeks (oy!)