Buckheart’s Lone Ranger Marathon 9/6/14

Marathon Recap:

The first 9 miles were fairly uneventful. I tried to stay as close to my marathon pace (10:15) as I could, even having to walk some of a few miles to slow things down. Mile 10 was different and the start of the downfall. I started cramping in my legs. I have never experienced cramping before – ever, so it was new to me. I struggled to keep going, At 13.1 I stopped to take a picture of my watch to send to Coach Mike. I think I wrote “out of gas”. At mile 14 I stopped at the house to get some straight Gatorade and change my shirt and headband. Unlike some previous long runs, I vowed to never stopped my watch or Garmin Fit this entire run, so that I could see the results of the real me.

By this time, the congestion meds I took at 430 a.m. had worn off, and the phlegm, runny nose and coughing started. I have been struggling with this summer cold for over a week now, and honestly felt better yesterday, but night time breathing was somewhat labored. However I went to bed at 7 p.m., so I felt like I should have gotten enough sleep.

The weather was beautiful!! I think it got up to 70 in the 5 hours I was out there. Unseasonably cool since the rains came through yesterday afternoon and last night. The sun shown from miles 15-22, so any shade from large trees was welcome, but only exist at the one end of the backroad, as it is mostly cornfields or soybeans.

When I got to mile 20 I stopped to take another picture of the watch and noted that I was “still kicking”. In spite of cramping and a general sore feeling all these miles, I felt good at the time the watch showed. All I wanted was a sub-5 marathon. Well, that’s not exactly true. I REALLY wanted to complete this marathon. Although the Eastern Kentucky marathon had been canceled due to severe flooding, all of the #Runnerds who were supposed to run decided to run anyway, on their own. I was told by many experienced runners that running a marathon alone is “tough”, but I felt ready, I trained hard, and I had friends, family and those who supported me through Autism Speaks that I had behind me. I wasn’t running this race for a medal, but I HAD to do it.

Somewhere during mile 25 I started feeling lightheaded, even dizzy. Again, something I never experienced before but I was less than a mile from my house now – ain’t no way I was quitting now!! Although I had a hydration station at the street, I again ran to the house to get straight Gatorade. I figured I seriously needed salt, but have NO IDEA where that is in all my running stuffs, since I have never had to use it.

So up and back the end of the road I went. A lot of walking and what felt like barely moving, but my kids could see me, so I wasn’t quitting. Lots of crying (maybe that’s where all the salt went. Hmmmm.) Lots of “running in the mile I was in“. Lots of thinking about supporters and Striders who believe in me, lots of Reist in my ear telling me to keep going, and my kids. Did I say that already?!?

So the picture is the splits I ran. The last were 25: 14:36, and 26: 13.29; with a total time of 5 hours, 3 minutes and 29 seconds.

I left it all out there. I can’t be upset with my performance. I have no excuses.

Just a goal of a sub-5 marathon that still has yet to be reached. Thankfully Coach Mike Run Nerds Rock has agreed to keep me on as a client

The Longest Day

Possibly TMI for the squeamish, but just keeping it real-Ladies and Gents.
Started out walking today, not knowing if my body has yet recovered from the hemorrhaging I experienced earlier in the week from complications from my D&C 4 weeks ag I had pledged two hours of running to the Alzheimer’s Association: The Longest Day for Team Beautiful Minds, and although I continue to bleed some (day 11), Dr. G cleared me Friday, and I was set to walk the duration!

Little Isaac had me awake at the 5 o’clock hour, so by 6 I was ready to get moving. The first mile I walked entirely. The second and third miles I sort of did a walk/run ala Jeff Galloway, but I wasn’t feeling any pain so I decided to go for it! I stayed close to the house, just running the 1/2 mile lane, and at the hour came in to fuel and take a picture for prosperity 

I went into this thinking, ‘I have 9 miles scheduled for my marathon training’, ‘I want to go the full 2 hours, “upright” ‘, and ‘I originally intended to run a half’ – so I just played it by ear. And guess what??? My garmin fit app shut off at the hour, my little Isaac reported to me that “I pooped in the floor Mommy” (thankful that he is verbal, but c’mon now!!!), and when I went the duration of the half (I stopped dead in my tracks right at 13.1 where my kids met me on the front lawn!! – I actually fell to the ground and started crying!!) AND I forgot to turn off my watch. d’oh 

But no time for that! The Mr. has time trials (he’s a dragster). Gates open at 11, time trials start at 1, elimination at 5. Thank God for the rain delay we are having right now!! I’ve had this pent up inside me (‘this place about to blow’ – Ke$sha) for hours!!!

So, I did it! I ran a half. When I plugged in my watch the activity stopped (abruptly) at 2:10:29 when I fell down/over. I’m good with that! 

Mr. Run Nerds Rock, Michael Scott, bring on the tough marathon schedule!! I’m ready :)

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Looking Ahead

Looking ahead, I have just three (3) planned races on my calendar for the remainder of the year! So training should be a constant!!
On June 21st, I am participating in The Longest Day, running for the Alzheimer’s Association: The Longest Day. I have dedicated two hours to run a half marathon.
On July 20th, I am running the Rock ‘n’ Roll Marathon Series in Chicago for Autism Speaks – Chicagoland Chapter
On October 12th, I am running the Bank of America Chicago Marathon for Run For Autism
These are all runs for causes, so if you are inclined to donate, simply message me and I can direct you to the cause of your choice!! 

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I am a marathoner!!!!

I wasn’t sure I could do it!  By mile 12, I was struggling.  BAD.  :(   It was HOT!  Much hotter than the 22-38 degrees that I had trained in.  And the wind they had forecasted that might give us a bit of relief, was non-existent.  

The morning started early.  I had everything laid out and was ready.  We got to the starting grounds and the crowds were crazy big.  During my wait in the usual lines for the porta potties, I actually spotted someone I knew (Hi Dianna) and we had a brief conversation before I headed over to the starting line.  I wanted to stop at Corral A to wish my friend Sean my best as he was going for his BQ!  (He got it!!)  Then down to the very last Corral H where I was assigned.  On the way down, someone saw me (Hi Cathy and Annette) and we exchanged well wishes.  I was loving the excitement as I made my way down the rows.  Then I saw the Mr. and son at Corral D.  “This is your pace, why are you way back there?”, they asked.  Another friend saw me standing there in my quandary (Hello Laura!) and I decided to just jump in.  Before they left, I restated to the guys the directions to ‘meet me as close to every 4 miles as they could with my drinks and fuel’. 

The first 10k was quick.  My family waited at a corner and I went right by without them seeing my arrival.  I was running a bit ahead of the 4:20 pace group, who walked through the water stop.  I remember as I passed I heard, “do you need water?”, “Nope!  I’m good”, I answered as I cruised by with my handheld.  I finished mile 4 and my water bottle was empty.  Anticipating my family at any time, I tossed my empty and looked for them,  And looked and looked and looked.  At the 10k, all of the oranges were already gone :(  I crossed at 1:01:17, and took a GU.  At the next water stop I walked through and drank 2 cups and carried one with me.  Finally around mile 8 there they were with my Nuun!!  I was hot already, but still at a 10 mile a minute pace.  I traded my paper cup for my plastic bottle and away I went.

By mile 12 I was struggling.  I had taken my second GU, so I needed more as I went on, but the guys left it in the car.  I learned my lesson that not having fluid and fuel on me was not in my best interest, so I was not going to go on without either.  From mile 8 on, I simply refilled my water bottle at water/Gatorade stations, and was taking no chances.  At future GU stops, I was taking a fuel to go.  Beginner’s lessons ;)  While I was standing there talking to my son, TooTallFritz came by (Hi Amanda)!!  I caught up with her, and we ran a few miles together, commiserating with one another on how tough it was going.  I went ahead as she reunited with her family <3

Thank goodness for second winds, (or catching up on my fluids) because my by mile 20, I rounded the corner like a champ!  My stride was almost non existent, my inner thighs were SO tight, but I still had a smile on my face and waved to the Mr saying “Only 6 miles to go!!”  Yeah.  Only.

Reist caught up to me and he too was, as he said “in it for the pain”.  He won’t know how much that helped me, but I was downing the fluids like an empty sponge, so ahead he went!  I was told about this area being shy of crowd support, but wow!  I prefer to run on my own, but this was not what I needed :(  No way was I going to quit, shoot, I could the last 5+ miles if I had to.  Then this. Isaac Rocks IL Marathon mile 22 Upon seeing that sign, I was redirected in my thoughts.  My goal time was long out of the question.  I watched as the 4:30, 4:45, and even 5 hour paces went by, unable to do anything but keep up my 13 minute mile shuffling.  I just didn’t have the strength.  At mile 25 I willed myself to just keep it up for the last 1.2 miles.  There!  Up ahead!!  I see it!!!  The 26 mile mark and the stadium!!!!  I got to the mile marker and stopped to walk.  A few steps into it a gal said ‘it’s .2 of a mile.  “YOU GOT THIS!” ‘  And I did.  The bit of the incline into the stadium about made my hair stand on end as my quads screamed, but I was in the stadium.  Never mind the over zealous gal that whizzed by me at about 100 mph, I crossed the line and saw myself on the big screen doing so!!

Lastly.  As if they want to get the last laugh, are the flights of stairs up the stadium to the food and exit.  Ha Ha Ha, Race directors.  Not funny ;)

post marathon beer

Friday’s long run. 16 miles.

SO happy to be done with my long run this week, and feeling GOOD about things again!!!  Last Friday, my long run of 18 miles was rough~~  I hadn’t run that distance in 356 days, since my last marathon training, and I felt it :(

Today, things were going to be different!!  I took the advice of Coach Cathy and would not push the pace.  I would run comfortably and slowly, at the bottom of the pace range, and not push for the top. 

The night before I made up 5 bottles of Nuun water, I set out cough drops, PLOW ON gum, and my GU gels to refuel.  I made a new playlist and had my Garmin and heart rate monitor ready to go!  Now to rest and sleep.  (c’mon kids, please let Mommy get a decent night’s sleep!)

As with most runs, the first few miles were sluggish.  I took an out and back 2 miles each way, so that I would never be more than 2 miles away from the house, so the sitter wouldn’t FREAK OUT if the boys did something abnormal (like THAT would ever happen).  I figured each time I got back to the house I would refuel, so that I could keep a good account of everything this time out.  And boy was that the best decision I have ever made in my running journey.  You see, the movie that we saw yesterday and the HUGE BUCKET of popcorn we consumed during said movie, were coming back to haunt me.  I hardly made it home at 4 miles to take care of things!!!  Then the same thing at mile 12!!  I did eat a lot of popcorn, but c’mon now…

So I had just one more out and back and I would be done!  I was feeling strong!  But reluctant to push the pace, keeping in mind that last Friday this is where I crashed.  So each step was tentative.  Was that my glute tightening?  Did my foot just do something?  Do I have to go to the bathroom, AGAIN???  It was a long 2 miles out, but when I made the turn around at mile 14 I knew I was home free!

I redeemed myself!  I felt strong enough to run the last 2 miles at the top of my training range (10:55).  Wooo hoooo!!  I got this!!!  I love this ‘on top of my world’ feeling! (16 miles 3:00:45)

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How long are you going this weekend?  Racing season is upon us!  Are you going out for your first??

Marathon Training Week 14 in review (March 23 – March 29)

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After last Friday’s butt whoopin’ 18 miler, I am looking forward to this week’s scale back to a 16 mile long run on Friday.  Although it was a blow to my ego and confidence that I was eatin’ it at mile 12, I finished up, so that is something!  I am hoping for an easier go at it this week where training looks like this:
Su: 3 recovery miles

Mon: 8 miles

Tues: 4 miles

Wed: 8 miles

Thurs: rest

Fri: 16 miles

Sat: rest

Sun: 4 mile recovery

 

The kids are off from school this week for Springbreak, so my runs will be somewhat ‘off’ the norm, but I WILL get them done!  However, getting to the gym will probably not happen.

I have been working hard on strengthening my glute muscles, and am feeling less soreness after my runs.  Foam rolling the TFL seems to help quite a bit, as well as using a lacrosse ball on the wall to get just the right spot!

I have reached out to a nutritionist for some guidance, but still am dragging my feet on that :( 

Sleeping and naps are still a priority, but this too I am afraid will be thrown off track this week.  But I am determined to come out on top!!!

 

What do you have in store for this week?  Are you also on Spring break??

 

18 miles?!?! I haven’t done that in almost a year!!!

So today was my 18 miler.  I only have one of those in my marathon training, so I was STOKED!!!  I hadn’t run that far in 356 days!!  “Did you actually count Mom?”, Aaron asked.  “OF COURSE!!!”, I answered, as I dropped the kids off to school.  Today begins Spring Break, so at 3 p.m. Mommy had to be “On” for a FULL week.  Daddy would leave Monday for work and he wouldn’t be back until Thursday night, so I was SUPER DEE DUPER excited to get going this morning as it would be my last alone time for a week!

I am going to use this long run and analyze everything!  I only get one of these 18 milers, and then in 2 weeks I get one 20 miler.  So these long runs are getting to be ‘trial runs’ for the real deal April 26th.  Making sure I am refueling and rehydrating correctly, making certain that I don’t go out too fast at the start so that I have enough gas to finish, making sure I am wearing the right shoes to go the distance, etc.

So, what, happened???  I never really got going today :(  I’m not sure why.  I fueled at 4 miles in, and again at 8 miles, I think.  Wait.  Did I??  Did I miss a fuel or a water?  By mile 11 I was eating it :(  I took another fuel and pushed forward.  “ONLY” 5 miles to go.  I had run this distance so many times before, why am I struggling so badly??  And then those thoughts came around mocking me, ‘you think you are going to run 15 additional miles, and at a race pace in a few weeks?  HA!  You don’t have it in you’.  This was tough.  I willed myself to get it done, not to quit, not to stop, just to keep moving.  No matter what my form looked like – wait shoulders down and back, lean forward, there that helped some.  Count your steps for a minute.  Concentrate on getting about 86 each minute.  Check out your heart rate, too high, slow down a bit.  GET A GRIP SarahJeanne!!!  And then there was Max, meeting me at the end of the road.  Oblivious to the past hour that played in my head.  Happily wagging and waving me down the home stretch!  His short little legs making me look as though I was a cement statue trying to move – slowly- down – the -lane.

Thank goodness that is over.  Now to rest and recover.  All runs can’t be PR’s… 18 miles (3:20:xx)

Have you ever had a run or race where you just weren’t all there??  Tell me about it!  Please <3 

 

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