Now that I’ve done several five day series (Center of the Nation, Dust Bowl, Heartland, New England Challenge, and the Appalachian Series), I’ve had plenty of opportunity to give people advice on how to run these. I have scattered advice throughout the reports on the individual races, but I’ll collect it here. Read more
My sixth marathon in eight days! After the Appalachian Series I was spent and injured. I had no goal other than finishing, and with no pressure to get to an airport afterward, I could take as long as I liked.
I came into this event with a bit of a poor attitude. The flood of pre-race organizer emails freaking out about security, course and time changes, the possibility of the World Series in Baltimore, and all sorts of other things filled me with dread about the clusterfuck this event would be. There were all sorts of paranoid warnings about bags and police requirements and restrictions, and the more I do the small marathons, the more I hate the big ones with their drama. Read more
I accidentally ran about 30 miles yesterday. I didn’t mean to, but it happened. Running can be weird like that.
I had set out to run across the Henry Hudson Bridge into the Bronx and come back into Manhattan by the Broadway Bridge, perhaps running down the Harlem River to get back. I’ve had this goal to run all the New York Bridges in the single day and today was to be a scouting trip for that. Summer is over and the days are getting really short, so I need to finish up this goal, so I needed to figure out these paths. When it comes to actually accomplishing this goal, I don’t want to waste any time with a long route.
I hadn’t run more than five miles since my last marathon, at Victoria Falls at the end of June, but I have the Appalachian Series coming up in three weeks. I need to get back in shape. This would be my first long run to get ready for that, so I wasn’t going to go crazy. I need to get back into the mindset of long runs. Read more
I thought I was going to die with my intestines hanging out and dragging behind me. I’m not exaggerating that much as this has been the only run where my arms were shaking from the effort. There’s that line in The Bourne Identity where Matt Damon says “I can flat out for a half mile before my hands start shaking”. That’s what happened to me today.
My goal was to beat 6:30, which I think I ran in the first mile of the NY Giants Run of Champions a couple months ago (where I averaged 6:47 over 5k), but I wanted the official result. So far this year I’ve set a personal record in every distance I’ve run (although I haven’t run a half marathon this year). Two years ago I ran this same race at 6:50, which was then the fastest I had ever run a mile. Read more
After spending some time in Olten, I ended up in Zürich.
I saw a boardwalk along one of the canals and explored it, hoping it went somewhere interesting. It took a bit to find the access, but there are some stairs on Usteristrasse by the Judith-Gessner-Platz.
I spent the week in Olten, a Swiss city that you don’t hear much about but that’s at the center of everything on the excellent Swiss train system. Bern and Zürich aren’t too far away, even if the tickets can be quite expensive.
But you don’t have to take the trains to get around. Several paths go through Olten so you can walk or cycle to anywhere you want to go in the country.
I wasn’t feeling the love today, especially since I almost forgot about this run. In the middle of a late night movie at the Landmark, I remembered the five mile run I had in eight hours.
It’s not as simple as just forgetting though. I wasn’t supposed to be in town this week so I thought I’d miss this run. Instead, I’m gone in two weeks and I’ll miss the Percy Sutton Harlem 5k, which runs in my neighborhood. It’s a short race and a I could have slept in longer. It also covers some serious hills, but they are my hills that I’ve started running on Thursdays.
This run, for a charity about brain cancer, is in Central Park. It’s a little longer than the lower loop 4 miler. We start at 67th Street, but on the west side, then run anti-clockwise.
I wanted to a personal best today. With a good run at the Boomer’s Cystic Fibrosis Run To Breathe last week, I thought I had a good chance to improve my 5k time. I ran that four mile race in Central Park, with all of its hills, in a pace faster than my 5k record that I set at the Rosehill Crypt 5k almost two years ago. I’ve only run one other 5k, the Race to Wrigley since then. That was over a year ago, so I don’t have an idea how fast I might be. If I kept my fastest pace this year, I’d break that time.
This run has something to do with the New York Giants, the football team that’s actually in New Jersey. There are some current and former football players on hand—none of whose names I recognize—and at least one player running his first 5k. Beyond that I haven’t paid attention in the same way I don’t check routes or profiles. I knew that I’d finish inside the stadium, but I wasn’t too excited about that given that finishing inside Soldier Field for the SF 10 was a let down as the grass was covered and the Wrigley Race was technically inside the stadium even if we never saw the seats or the field. I didn’t know it yet, but the MetLife artificial turf field can handle the throng of thousands of runners.
It’s another four mile race toward my 9+1 goal and I wasn’t interested in it more than that. It’s been two weeks since my last marathon for the summer and I’m ready to step back from the peak of fitness I think I’ve been on, especially since it’s full on not and sticky summer in New York. The heat kills me, although I’ve been handling it quite well lately.
Today I was assigned the second corral, with a number in the 1000s with the red bibs. I’ve been making my way closer to the start line this year. I found an answer about placements on the Dashing Whippets Meetup page. In short, NYRR tracks your best pace in a race longer than three miles. To allocate corrals, they rank the paces of all registrants and place the first block in the first corral, the next in the second, and so on. That means I could move up in the corrals if all the good runners stay away, and move back in a very competitive field.
I’ve made it through half the of biggest running year of my life. How am I doing? In short, I’m kicking ass for this year’s goals.
I’ve run at least one mile every day for over six months. I’ve run in all sorts of weather. One day I ran back to my hotel from a restaurant in my street clothes (and in snow that time). I ran through an empty airport, and there were several runs to and back from a far away grocery store. I’ve run in combat boots in a tornado zone when I was doing disaster work. I ran in Cairo during a layover. I’ve had so many excuses to not run and people wouldn’t have blamed me, but I’m tougher than that. I’m doing this for me. And, I’m doing it.