Went out to run the Elephant Mountain 35K and knew from the start that it was not a good day. Every breath and stride was labored and heavy. I never got in a rhythm and at the halfway turn around I felt like tossing cookies. It was the wurst race I have ever had. Thankfully the race director was driving back and was nice enough to give my sweaty, stinky self a ride back. I was really upset, disappointed and embarrassed to get a DNF after 10 years of slow but fruitful races. At least I got some nice pictures.
From Fleet Feet Sports St. Louis:
We runners are a different breed. We have our own language, our own sense of humor, our own little quirks that add subtle nuances to the running vernacular. Below is a guide to common phrases used by runners—and the true meanings behind the expressions. You could call it a Google Translate of sorts. You know, for the running crowd.
“So, what pace are you hoping to run?”
Translation: “Are you competition?”
“Oh, you’re from around here? What school did you go to? What year did you graduate?”
Translation: “Are you in my age group?”
Translation: “You’re in my age group and I hate you.”
“So, what’s your PR?”
Translation: “I’m comparing myself to you, and suddenly my confidence in my own ability is somehow related to your best time.”
“Wow! That is really fast.”
Translation: “I didn’t think you were that fast.”
“Wow! That’s awesome.”
Translation: “I thought you were faster.”
“My training hasn’t been great.”
Translation: “Training has been my life for the past eighteen weeks.”
“I’m just hoping to finish.”
Translation: “I will PR or die.”
“Nice to meet you! Good luck!”
Translation: “My new goal in life is to beat you in this race.”
“I’ll try to hang with you as long as I can.”
Translation: “I will drive you into the ground.”
“I hit the wall hard. I don’t think I fueled properly.”
Translation: “I went out too fast.”
“I don’t know what happened.”
Translation: “I went out too fast.”
“I was on pace for the first twenty miles, but then I hit the wall. Training wasn’t great. I’ve been battling an injury. And I just got over being sick. Guess it all caught up to me.”
Translation: “I went out too fast.”
“I’m just running this race for fun.”
Translation: “My eternal happiness hinges on the outcome of this race.”
“Yeah, I did twenty this morning.”
Translation: “Can you believe I just ran twenty freakin’ miles? I’m amazing.”
Translation: “I’m hungry because I just ran twenty freakin’ miles. I’m amazing.”
“My hamstrings got a little tight.”
Translation: “I’ve lost the ability to bend at the waist.”
“My Achilles has been acting up lately.”
Translation: “About ten weeks ago, I blew out my Achilles, but I’m still running on it.”
“I took some time off to let it heal.”
Translation: “I didn’t run last Thursday.”
“Yeah, I’ll get it looked at after the race.”
Translation: “I will wait for it to go away on its own.”
“Yeah, I should probably see a doctor.”
Translation: “I will not see a doctor.”
“I get irritable if I don’t run.”
Translation: “If I don’t run, I may or may not become homicidal.”
“Yeah, I enjoy running.”
Translation: “Let’s hope I never have to choose between running and my firstborn.”
“You run, too? That’s awesome. What distances do you like to race?”
Translation: “I sense a potential threat to my age group/gender placement.”
“That’s right at my pace!”
Translation: “It’s on, buddy. Bring it.”
“I’m not training for anything right now.”
Translation: “I’m always training.”
“Today was a recovery run, so I didn’t even pay attention to pace.”
Translation: “I know exactly how slow I ran, but I refuse to tell you because it is not representative of my ability.”
“Today is a light day, so I’m probably going to run six or eight.”
Translation: “I’m going to run six miles. But I usually run further. Why couldn’t you have asked me how far I ran yesterday after my long run?”
“The race went really well. I felt good.”
Translation: “I had the race of my life. Please ask for details. I want to tell you how awesome I am.”
“The race didn’t go well. But it happens, you know?”
Translation: “No, you don’t know. You will never, ever be able to comprehend how awful it was. I cried. I puked. I walked. I had diarrhea. My body hates me. The sport hates me. The world hates me. I trained for four months for this? WHY ME? WHY?
“I think I just need to take a break from training for a while.”
Translation: “I’ve already signed up for my next race.”
“It was really hot.”
Translation: “You don’t understand how hot it was.”
“It was really windy.”
Translation: “You don’t understand how windy it was.”
“It was really hilly.”
Translation: “You don’t understand how hilly it was.”
“I pushed hard the last two hundred meters. I almost peed my pants!”
Translation: “I totally peed my pants.”
“Yes, we should meet up for coffee tomorrow morning!’
Translation: “After I run.”
“Yes, let’s take the kids to the zoo on Saturday!”
Translation: “After I run.”
“I need to pick up some more GU.”
Translation: “I’m one gel packet away from an episode of Hoarders.”
“….point two. Twenty-six point two.”
Translation: “Seriously. Forget the ‘point two’ one more time, and I’ll be forced to punch you.”
Below is a PDF of ideas on how to get back in the training flow. For those who are in that mode.Continue reading
I know that pst of the Country is covered in freezing weather and snow, but here in the Southwest we are pushing 90 degrees this President’s day weekend. Next weekend is the Elephant Mountain 35K, I had some ideas of trying the 50K, but in reality my training just wasn’t there. I am still thinking of the Mesquite Canyon 50K in March, but that last 5 miles is beast…from what I hear. Later in March is the Crown King scramble 50K that I would really love to do because of its history, and challenge but the logistic of getting picked up there in Crown King is just too much. I know there is a shuttle this year taking you back to Phoenix so I might consider that.
Last Sunday I set a PR in the half marathon, something that had evaded me for at least 3 years. Funny thing is I wasn’t even trying to run that fast it was just that everything came together for me. I do give a lot of credit to the UCan Super starch. I will be using it next Saturday in the 35K. Another thing is I ran the entire 15.5 miles with no music. Listening to my body….hmmm.
Things are going to get pretty busy here now as the state soccer season is ramping up for my daughters team as they push towards the state Cup, and my sons tackle football team starts 2 a week practices this week then games on Fridays. All of these activities make life seem to fly by, but I think they are worth it to give my kids a nice quality of life and activities that most of their friends parents don’t seem to want to be bothered with. Personal preferences I guess.
Pictures? I got your pictures right here. The first one is to Celebrate the winter Olympics. Go USA!
I did a lot of thinking over the recent holiday season and after it was wall said and done with buying, wrapping, giving and receiving gifts it dawned on me that the best gifts are the ones we give ourselves. And for me the gift I give myself that means the most of the gift of time. Not a watch or GPS device but giving myself time to do what I need to do to make me the best me that I can be. For me that means setting aside time to do what is important, family time and yes work, but time to self reflect and “spiral out”. A cool Tool lyric I know, but it really encompasses what I need to do in order to be the best me. Taking time to run (duh). Read. Listen. Listen not hear but listen to my wife, kids, and others who are important to me. I have discovered that there is a large difference for me to listen and hear. I need to do more listening. Time to be at peace wether that be listen to music or meditate, yeah scary thought huh? There are more, many more but these are the ones that came to my mind right now. And when these things happen as planned and needed, I as a whole spiral out from my being into something much greater. I know that it sounds like I have been spending way too much time with the new agers in Sedona but I haven’t. I have been doing a lot of reading and listening to podcasts that have turned me on to the thoughts of enlightenment. I am but a pup in this quest but I am trying.
My running often seems like it is the biggest gift I can give myself as it is often referred to as my non-medicinal Prozac and it keels me focused, stable, and sane. And I think that it is a huge part of me and who I am but it works in tandem with keeping everything else level-not too high not too low.
What else has been going on…hmmm. Well I guess that there is this thing called the Super bOwl coming up. Yeah that. I can’t believe that it has been 15 years since my beloved Denver Broncos were there last. I really have a good feeling about their chances this year. Peyton Manning is the best defense in the NFL. He moderates the other teams offense. You need an 8 minute drive? Ok. You need a 2 minute scoring drive? Ok. He doesn’t always do it, but more often than not. Sunday will be a good day.
And yes, some running related pictures.
This weekend I am doing a cut down long run (pre-taper) of about 14-16 miles depending on how my legs feel. I decided against yesterday as it was forecast to rain all day. The rain ended around 9:00 AM and I was engaged in other domestic duties (getting christmas lights out and prepared to hang, laundry, cleaning) and I made plans for my family to spend the afternoon and evening with my mother, so the run didn’t happen yesterday. There was a forecast of no rain today so when I got up about an hour ago I expected to be putting on my colder weather gear and hit the road. Guess what…it is raining. I know I am a soft ass runner if I don’t get out in the elements and prove my worth and mettle as a running maven (Run the Edge reference) but it is supposed to taper away by mid morning so I can head out then. Might miss some early football but that is ok.
Yesterday Colorado mens cross country won the NCAA National Championship and Good old Northern Arizona university took second. I was really happy for both as they are my 2 favorite running schools but I would have really liked to have seen NAU win it all. They were in first place at the midway point but they didn’t have it at the end where it counted. Congrats and props to the Buffs.
Yesterday I passed on a pair of Mizuno evo Levitas shoes that were marked down to $35. I don’t know why I passed as I usually can’t pass a bargain but I did. I read a bunch of reviews this morning and think that I will be headed back up to Marshals this morning hoping to snag them. They only had one size 13.
Here are some obligatory pictures. Enjoy.