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Ran a 10k in June (6 Viewers)

Good news. They just emailed us the results from yesterday's 5K, and it turns out that my (official) 22:20 is good for 30/278 and 1st in my AG (40-44, 1/31). Now granted, I lost to a couple of slightly older guys, so if they broke it out to the more conventional 40-49 I would have been 3rd, but I'll take the AG win even if it's kind of arbitrary.

 
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IvanKaramazov said:
Good news. They just emailed us the results from yesterday's 5K, and it turns out that my (official) 22:20 is good for 30/278 and 1st in my AG (40-44, 1/31). Now granted, I lost to a couple of slightly older guys, so if they broke it out to the more conventional 40-49 I would have been 3rd, but I'll take the AG win even if it's kind of arbitrary.
First is first!

And congrats to Para, looking forward to hearing about it!

 
IvanKaramazov said:
Good news. They just emailed us the results from yesterday's 5K, and it turns out that my (official) 22:20 is good for 30/278 and 1st in my AG (40-44, 1/31). Now granted, I lost to a couple of slightly older guys, so if they broke it out to the more conventional 40-49 I would have been 3rd, but I'll take the AG win even if it's kind of arbitrary.
1st is 1st-Congrats

 
I've heard, Ivan, that 1st is 1st. And 1st of 31 is even significant by gruecd standards. :rolleyes: Congrats!

 
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IvanKaramazov said:
Good news. They just emailed us the results from yesterday's 5K, and it turns out that my (official) 22:20 is good for 30/278 and 1st in my AG (40-44, 1/31). Now granted, I lost to a couple of slightly older guys, so if they broke it out to the more conventional 40-49 I would have been 3rd, but I'll take the AG win even if it's kind of arbitrary.
First is first!

And congrats to Para, looking forward to hearing about it!
Yes.

And, yes.

Mrs. MAC completed her half in 2:18:48, per usual she didn't push herself hard enough early (first 11 miles > 10 min miles) but finished strong (9:14-9:44). She'll learn to trust herself more, early, in the future. Solid benchmark set, and shockingly not crazy sore today either.

Now, lets hope the govt gets their #### together so we can 10K this weekend...

 
Awesome Job Para! Can't wait to hear about it in detail. Congrats to Mrs. Mac, and I second the notion that the shutdown ends so Towpath will run on Sunday. I have my doubts and I am planning to run my backup race, the Northern Ohio Marathon. I have basically no information about the race. The website is pretty light on details. I'll just go and see what happens.

 
parasaurolophus said:
Just got home from minnesota, will do a write up tomorrow. Need to get to bed after a miserable 5.5 hour drive home.
Nice work, dude. So you ran Twin Cities obviously. How did you like the last 10K up Summit Ave?? (pretty cool finish, though)

 
[SIZE=medium]Twin Cities Marathon Race Report[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I would first like to say that it was one of the most awful, painful, and yet amazingly rewarding experiences of my life so far. Sorry if this is TLDR. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 1-3[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]It was incredibly crowded. Could not believe how tight it was still at mile 3. I guess this is probably very common with big races, but it was pretty new to me. I am used to things being thinned out a ton after mile 1. Just when you think it was starting to thin there was a water stop which basically threw a bottleneck right back in there. (Side note: I must have missed a memo, but at every water stop people would get water from the right and then get over to the left and walk to drink it. I wouldn’t think this was proper etiquette but with so many people doing it maybe I am wrong). The pace was right where I wanted it to be for this stretch, just would have preferred less bobbing and weaving. I could tell though that my sister wanted to pick up the pace.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 4-6[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]We started to pick up the pace a little bit. My sister was really weaving around. This was a bit frustrating because we weren’t really gaining as much net time as the effort we were putting forth. My sister had told me previously that 4:30 was her goal, but it became quite evident to me early on that she wanted to do better than that. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 7-13.1[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]The crowd had finally thinned a lot. My sister started to push and actually asked one of her friends that jumped with us to run alongside her and give her a water bottle how far ahead the 4:15 pacer was. She then admitted that she wanted to finish in 4:22 and maybe take a shot at 4:15. I was torn between being annoyed and still wanting to be there to help her. I had registered all along as support to her so I decided to go with the latter. I told her I would hang with her as long as I could. The one big problem I foresaw was that at mile 15 my brother was meeting us to give me a change of clothes and to switch hydration packs. I was feeling good though. At about mile 8 I stepped in a pothole that made my foot turn weird. I awkwardly stumbled and almost wiped out. Hurt a lot at first but seemed to be ok (I eventually think it caught up to me later.) Other than that no issues with my hip thus far, which was a great sign.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 13.1-18.6[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]By mile 15 I was soaking wet from head to toe. Was so happy to see my brother and get changed. My sister as I suspected decided she didn’t want to wait and kept running. I had rigged my shirt and bib with Velcro in order to switch over quickly. Worked perfect. (I also turned an old pair of sweatpants into tear aways using velcro for the start). Unfortunately there was quite a line here for porta-potties for some reason. Waited for a bit and didn’t move one spot, so I tucked behind a pine tree and my brother held a towel up and I changed my shorts and undercarriage there. Now here is where my day fell apart. Had I made the choice to just settle back into a pace and run the rest of the way by myself I am certain I would be in better shape right now and my end time would have been better too. I decided I was going to catch up to my sister. So off I went. Basically felt like I was sprinting even though according to my watch I really was only at 8:30-8:45/mile during this stretch. She had some cramping issues and had to slow down a bunch so I was able to catch her quicker than expected. So even though my pace between 13.1 and 18.6 dropped, the effort level was much higher. I am happy I did though because my sister really seemed rejuvenated and thanked me after and said it was her turning point. By mile 18 I was in a world of hurt though. My foot was absolutely killing me and my hip was starting to give me grief. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 18.6-21[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]At mile 20 I was done for. I was literally fighting back tears and every step felt like a hammer hitting me on the top of my foot. I told my sister I needed to walk and pulled over to the side. I could tell she was faced with a tough decision. She didn’t want to abandon me as she could tell I was in a ton of pain. I told her I wanted her to keep going as I knew how important her time was to her. She told me she was going to stay with me. I said fine. So I stopped and told her I refuse to run another step until she ran ahead without me otherwise we weren’t running again. We ended up getting into an argument right there. I am sure it was a sight to see. She realized I wasn’t kidding and finally went ahead. I think I walked the whole mile between 20 and 21. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 21-26.2[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]This became a brutal back and forth of running and walking. Walking was terrible for my hip. Running killed my foot. I started making goals of running .5 miles and walking .25. Then running .4 and walking .2, etc. It was awful. I started wondering if I was going to make it. I tried to eat a gel from my backpack and my hands were so cold and shaking from the rain I couldn’t open it and then I dropped it. Luckily there was a family up ahead that was handing out orange slices and sliced bananas. This little kid was so excited to be high fiving and handing out food for runners it put a huge smile on my face. I decided from that point on I would make sure that any kid standing on the side of the road trying to high five or give “knuckles” as my nephew calls it, would get one from me. It started to amaze me just how many people there were shouting encouragement and handing out stuff. Tents out alongside the road, people grilling out, drinking beer, playing music, it was all pretty awesome. So many funny signs, random strangers that just hop out and walk with you for a while, people calling you by your race number and telling you that you are doing something so few people can do. I honestly can’t wait until the next marathon in my area so I can go do the same thing.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]My final time as mentioned already was 4:43:16. My sister got her time and she is thrilled. I can’t really walk. I am debating going and seeing a doctor for an xray on my foot as it is the top of my foot that hurts. Everything else seems to be just the same general soreness. One thing I am very happy about is I have no blisters or chafing anywhere. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Spoke to a good friend of mine this morning. Known him forever and I remember the first time he got falling down drunk. He was throwing up for like two days after. In his puking hungover stupor he yelled “Mark my words. I swear to god, I am never drinking again.” He of course got drunk the next weekend. He asked me if I plan to do another one ever. I of course replied “Mark my words, I swear to god, I am never running a marathon again.”[/SIZE]

 
[SIZE=medium]Twin Cities Marathon Race Report[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I would first like to say that it was one of the most awful, painful, and yet amazingly rewarding experiences of my life so far. Sorry if this is TLDR. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 1-3[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]It was incredibly crowded. Could not believe how tight it was still at mile 3. I guess this is probably very common with big races, but it was pretty new to me. I am used to things being thinned out a ton after mile 1. Just when you think it was starting to thin there was a water stop which basically threw a bottleneck right back in there. (Side note: I must have missed a memo, but at every water stop people would get water from the right and then get over to the left and walk to drink it. I wouldn’t think this was proper etiquette but with so many people doing it maybe I am wrong). The pace was right where I wanted it to be for this stretch, just would have preferred less bobbing and weaving. I could tell though that my sister wanted to pick up the pace.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 4-6[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]We started to pick up the pace a little bit. My sister was really weaving around. This was a bit frustrating because we weren’t really gaining as much net time as the effort we were putting forth. My sister had told me previously that 4:30 was her goal, but it became quite evident to me early on that she wanted to do better than that. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 7-13.1[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]The crowd had finally thinned a lot. My sister started to push and actually asked one of her friends that jumped with us to run alongside her and give her a water bottle how far ahead the 4:15 pacer was. She then admitted that she wanted to finish in 4:22 and maybe take a shot at 4:15. I was torn between being annoyed and still wanting to be there to help her. I had registered all along as support to her so I decided to go with the latter. I told her I would hang with her as long as I could. The one big problem I foresaw was that at mile 15 my brother was meeting us to give me a change of clothes and to switch hydration packs. I was feeling good though. At about mile 8 I stepped in a pothole that made my foot turn weird. I awkwardly stumbled and almost wiped out. Hurt a lot at first but seemed to be ok (I eventually think it caught up to me later.) Other than that no issues with my hip thus far, which was a great sign.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 13.1-18.6[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]By mile 15 I was soaking wet from head to toe. Was so happy to see my brother and get changed. My sister as I suspected decided she didn’t want to wait and kept running. I had rigged my shirt and bib with Velcro in order to switch over quickly. Worked perfect. (I also turned an old pair of sweatpants into tear aways using velcro for the start). Unfortunately there was quite a line here for porta-potties for some reason. Waited for a bit and didn’t move one spot, so I tucked behind a pine tree and my brother held a towel up and I changed my shorts and undercarriage there. Now here is where my day fell apart. Had I made the choice to just settle back into a pace and run the rest of the way by myself I am certain I would be in better shape right now and my end time would have been better too. I decided I was going to catch up to my sister. So off I went. Basically felt like I was sprinting even though according to my watch I really was only at 8:30-8:45/mile during this stretch. She had some cramping issues and had to slow down a bunch so I was able to catch her quicker than expected. So even though my pace between 13.1 and 18.6 dropped, the effort level was much higher. I am happy I did though because my sister really seemed rejuvenated and thanked me after and said it was her turning point. By mile 18 I was in a world of hurt though. My foot was absolutely killing me and my hip was starting to give me grief. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 18.6-21[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]At mile 20 I was done for. I was literally fighting back tears and every step felt like a hammer hitting me on the top of my foot. I told my sister I needed to walk and pulled over to the side. I could tell she was faced with a tough decision. She didn’t want to abandon me as she could tell I was in a ton of pain. I told her I wanted her to keep going as I knew how important her time was to her. She told me she was going to stay with me. I said fine. So I stopped and told her I refuse to run another step until she ran ahead without me otherwise we weren’t running again. We ended up getting into an argument right there. I am sure it was a sight to see. She realized I wasn’t kidding and finally went ahead. I think I walked the whole mile between 20 and 21. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 21-26.2[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]This became a brutal back and forth of running and walking. Walking was terrible for my hip. Running killed my foot. I started making goals of running .5 miles and walking .25. Then running .4 and walking .2, etc. It was awful. I started wondering if I was going to make it. I tried to eat a gel from my backpack and my hands were so cold and shaking from the rain I couldn’t open it and then I dropped it. Luckily there was a family up ahead that was handing out orange slices and sliced bananas. This little kid was so excited to be high fiving and handing out food for runners it put a huge smile on my face. I decided from that point on I would make sure that any kid standing on the side of the road trying to high five or give “knuckles” as my nephew calls it, would get one from me. It started to amaze me just how many people there were shouting encouragement and handing out stuff. Tents out alongside the road, people grilling out, drinking beer, playing music, it was all pretty awesome. So many funny signs, random strangers that just hop out and walk with you for a while, people calling you by your race number and telling you that you are doing something so few people can do. I honestly can’t wait until the next marathon in my area so I can go do the same thing.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]My final time as mentioned already was 4:43:16. My sister got her time and she is thrilled. I can’t really walk. I am debating going and seeing a doctor for an xray on my foot as it is the top of my foot that hurts. Everything else seems to be just the same general soreness. One thing I am very happy about is I have no blisters or chafing anywhere. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Spoke to a good friend of mine this morning. Known him forever and I remember the first time he got falling down drunk. He was throwing up for like two days after. In his puking hungover stupor he yelled “Mark my words. I swear to god, I am never drinking again.” He of course got drunk the next weekend. He asked me if I plan to do another one ever. I of course replied “Mark my words, I swear to god, I am never running a marathon again.”[/SIZE]
I bolded my favorite parts. You did a great job! Way to hang in there inspite of the pain.

My first marathon I was hurting so bad I swore I would never do another one. After two beers we were planning the next one.

Did it rain the whole time? What was the temperature?

 
Nice write-up, para, and congrats again on the finish. Was it raining the whole way? If so, that race must have had hypothermia written all over it. 40 degrees or so is great for running, but not if you're wet too.

A good suggestion if you're racing with somebody, especially in a longer event like a marathon, is to agree in advance on what you're going to do if one person can't maintain pace for whatever reason. My wife and I almost never run together during races -- we have an understanding that each of us runs our own race except in the unlikely event that one of needs medical attention or something extreme like that.

I wouldn't worry about your foot too much right now. Give it a week (you're going to be taking some time off to recover probably anyway) before you see anybody.

 
[SIZE=medium]Twin Cities Marathon Race Report[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I would first like to say that it was one of the most awful, painful, and yet amazingly rewarding experiences of my life so far. Sorry if this is TLDR. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 1-3[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]It was incredibly crowded. Could not believe how tight it was still at mile 3. I guess this is probably very common with big races, but it was pretty new to me. I am used to things being thinned out a ton after mile 1. Just when you think it was starting to thin there was a water stop which basically threw a bottleneck right back in there. (Side note: I must have missed a memo, but at every water stop people would get water from the right and then get over to the left and walk to drink it. I wouldn’t think this was proper etiquette but with so many people doing it maybe I am wrong). The pace was right where I wanted it to be for this stretch, just would have preferred less bobbing and weaving. I could tell though that my sister wanted to pick up the pace.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 4-6[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]We started to pick up the pace a little bit. My sister was really weaving around. This was a bit frustrating because we weren’t really gaining as much net time as the effort we were putting forth. My sister had told me previously that 4:30 was her goal, but it became quite evident to me early on that she wanted to do better than that. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 7-13.1[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]The crowd had finally thinned a lot. My sister started to push and actually asked one of her friends that jumped with us to run alongside her and give her a water bottle how far ahead the 4:15 pacer was. She then admitted that she wanted to finish in 4:22 and maybe take a shot at 4:15. I was torn between being annoyed and still wanting to be there to help her. I had registered all along as support to her so I decided to go with the latter. I told her I would hang with her as long as I could. The one big problem I foresaw was that at mile 15 my brother was meeting us to give me a change of clothes and to switch hydration packs. I was feeling good though. At about mile 8 I stepped in a pothole that made my foot turn weird. I awkwardly stumbled and almost wiped out. Hurt a lot at first but seemed to be ok (I eventually think it caught up to me later.) Other than that no issues with my hip thus far, which was a great sign.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 13.1-18.6[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]By mile 15 I was soaking wet from head to toe. Was so happy to see my brother and get changed. My sister as I suspected decided she didn’t want to wait and kept running. I had rigged my shirt and bib with Velcro in order to switch over quickly. Worked perfect. (I also turned an old pair of sweatpants into tear aways using velcro for the start). Unfortunately there was quite a line here for porta-potties for some reason. Waited for a bit and didn’t move one spot, so I tucked behind a pine tree and my brother held a towel up and I changed my shorts and undercarriage there. Now here is where my day fell apart. Had I made the choice to just settle back into a pace and run the rest of the way by myself I am certain I would be in better shape right now and my end time would have been better too. I decided I was going to catch up to my sister. So off I went. Basically felt like I was sprinting even though according to my watch I really was only at 8:30-8:45/mile during this stretch. She had some cramping issues and had to slow down a bunch so I was able to catch her quicker than expected. So even though my pace between 13.1 and 18.6 dropped, the effort level was much higher. I am happy I did though because my sister really seemed rejuvenated and thanked me after and said it was her turning point. By mile 18 I was in a world of hurt though. My foot was absolutely killing me and my hip was starting to give me grief. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 18.6-21[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]At mile 20 I was done for. I was literally fighting back tears and every step felt like a hammer hitting me on the top of my foot. I told my sister I needed to walk and pulled over to the side. I could tell she was faced with a tough decision. She didn’t want to abandon me as she could tell I was in a ton of pain. I told her I wanted her to keep going as I knew how important her time was to her. She told me she was going to stay with me. I said fine. So I stopped and told her I refuse to run another step until she ran ahead without me otherwise we weren’t running again. We ended up getting into an argument right there. I am sure it was a sight to see. She realized I wasn’t kidding and finally went ahead. I think I walked the whole mile between 20 and 21. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 21-26.2[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]This became a brutal back and forth of running and walking. Walking was terrible for my hip. Running killed my foot. I started making goals of running .5 miles and walking .25. Then running .4 and walking .2, etc. It was awful. I started wondering if I was going to make it. I tried to eat a gel from my backpack and my hands were so cold and shaking from the rain I couldn’t open it and then I dropped it. Luckily there was a family up ahead that was handing out orange slices and sliced bananas. This little kid was so excited to be high fiving and handing out food for runners it put a huge smile on my face. I decided from that point on I would make sure that any kid standing on the side of the road trying to high five or give “knuckles” as my nephew calls it, would get one from me. It started to amaze me just how many people there were shouting encouragement and handing out stuff. Tents out alongside the road, people grilling out, drinking beer, playing music, it was all pretty awesome. So many funny signs, random strangers that just hop out and walk with you for a while, people calling you by your race number and telling you that you are doing something so few people can do. I honestly can’t wait until the next marathon in my area so I can go do the same thing.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]My final time as mentioned already was 4:43:16. My sister got her time and she is thrilled. I can’t really walk. I am debating going and seeing a doctor for an xray on my foot as it is the top of my foot that hurts. Everything else seems to be just the same general soreness. One thing I am very happy about is I have no blisters or chafing anywhere. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Spoke to a good friend of mine this morning. Known him forever and I remember the first time he got falling down drunk. He was throwing up for like two days after. In his puking hungover stupor he yelled “Mark my words. I swear to god, I am never drinking again.” He of course got drunk the next weekend. He asked me if I plan to do another one ever. I of course replied “Mark my words, I swear to god, I am never running a marathon again.”[/SIZE]
I bolded my favorite parts. You did a great job! Way to hang in there inspite of the pain.

My first marathon I was hurting so bad I swore I would never do another one. After two beers we were planning the next one.

Did it rain the whole time? What was the temperature?
:cool: agreed

 
Congrats on losing your cherry, Para!

I said the same damn thing after both my marathon and the 50K. I'm NEVER doing that again.

I lied. :bye:

 
[SIZE=medium]Twin Cities Marathon Race Report[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I would first like to say that it was one of the most awful, painful, and yet amazingly rewarding experiences of my life so far. Sorry if this is TLDR. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 1-3[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]It was incredibly crowded. Could not believe how tight it was still at mile 3. I guess this is probably very common with big races, but it was pretty new to me. I am used to things being thinned out a ton after mile 1. Just when you think it was starting to thin there was a water stop which basically threw a bottleneck right back in there. (Side note: I must have missed a memo, but at every water stop people would get water from the right and then get over to the left and walk to drink it. I wouldn’t think this was proper etiquette but with so many people doing it maybe I am wrong). The pace was right where I wanted it to be for this stretch, just would have preferred less bobbing and weaving. I could tell though that my sister wanted to pick up the pace.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 4-6[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]We started to pick up the pace a little bit. My sister was really weaving around. This was a bit frustrating because we weren’t really gaining as much net time as the effort we were putting forth. My sister had told me previously that 4:30 was her goal, but it became quite evident to me early on that she wanted to do better than that. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 7-13.1[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]The crowd had finally thinned a lot. My sister started to push and actually asked one of her friends that jumped with us to run alongside her and give her a water bottle how far ahead the 4:15 pacer was. She then admitted that she wanted to finish in 4:22 and maybe take a shot at 4:15. I was torn between being annoyed and still wanting to be there to help her. I had registered all along as support to her so I decided to go with the latter. I told her I would hang with her as long as I could. The one big problem I foresaw was that at mile 15 my brother was meeting us to give me a change of clothes and to switch hydration packs. I was feeling good though. At about mile 8 I stepped in a pothole that made my foot turn weird. I awkwardly stumbled and almost wiped out. Hurt a lot at first but seemed to be ok (I eventually think it caught up to me later.) Other than that no issues with my hip thus far, which was a great sign.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 13.1-18.6[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]By mile 15 I was soaking wet from head to toe. Was so happy to see my brother and get changed. My sister as I suspected decided she didn’t want to wait and kept running. I had rigged my shirt and bib with Velcro in order to switch over quickly. Worked perfect. (I also turned an old pair of sweatpants into tear aways using velcro for the start). Unfortunately there was quite a line here for porta-potties for some reason. Waited for a bit and didn’t move one spot, so I tucked behind a pine tree and my brother held a towel up and I changed my shorts and undercarriage there. Now here is where my day fell apart. Had I made the choice to just settle back into a pace and run the rest of the way by myself I am certain I would be in better shape right now and my end time would have been better too. I decided I was going to catch up to my sister. So off I went. Basically felt like I was sprinting even though according to my watch I really was only at 8:30-8:45/mile during this stretch. She had some cramping issues and had to slow down a bunch so I was able to catch her quicker than expected. So even though my pace between 13.1 and 18.6 dropped, the effort level was much higher. I am happy I did though because my sister really seemed rejuvenated and thanked me after and said it was her turning point. By mile 18 I was in a world of hurt though. My foot was absolutely killing me and my hip was starting to give me grief. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 18.6-21[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]At mile 20 I was done for. I was literally fighting back tears and every step felt like a hammer hitting me on the top of my foot. I told my sister I needed to walk and pulled over to the side. I could tell she was faced with a tough decision. She didn’t want to abandon me as she could tell I was in a ton of pain. I told her I wanted her to keep going as I knew how important her time was to her. She told me she was going to stay with me. I said fine. So I stopped and told her I refuse to run another step until she ran ahead without me otherwise we weren’t running again. We ended up getting into an argument right there. I am sure it was a sight to see. She realized I wasn’t kidding and finally went ahead. I think I walked the whole mile between 20 and 21. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Miles 21-26.2[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]This became a brutal back and forth of running and walking. Walking was terrible for my hip. Running killed my foot. I started making goals of running .5 miles and walking .25. Then running .4 and walking .2, etc. It was awful. I started wondering if I was going to make it. I tried to eat a gel from my backpack and my hands were so cold and shaking from the rain I couldn’t open it and then I dropped it. Luckily there was a family up ahead that was handing out orange slices and sliced bananas. This little kid was so excited to be high fiving and handing out food for runners it put a huge smile on my face. I decided from that point on I would make sure that any kid standing on the side of the road trying to high five or give “knuckles” as my nephew calls it, would get one from me. It started to amaze me just how many people there were shouting encouragement and handing out stuff. Tents out alongside the road, people grilling out, drinking beer, playing music, it was all pretty awesome. So many funny signs, random strangers that just hop out and walk with you for a while, people calling you by your race number and telling you that you are doing something so few people can do. I honestly can’t wait until the next marathon in my area so I can go do the same thing.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]My final time as mentioned already was 4:43:16. My sister got her time and she is thrilled. I can’t really walk. I am debating going and seeing a doctor for an xray on my foot as it is the top of my foot that hurts. Everything else seems to be just the same general soreness. One thing I am very happy about is I have no blisters or chafing anywhere. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Spoke to a good friend of mine this morning. Known him forever and I remember the first time he got falling down drunk. He was throwing up for like two days after. In his puking hungover stupor he yelled “Mark my words. I swear to god, I am never drinking again.” He of course got drunk the next weekend. He asked me if I plan to do another one ever. I of course replied “Mark my words, I swear to god, I am never running a marathon again.”[/SIZE]
Great read and congrats on your accomplishment.

The top of my foot hurt for two months after the Table Rock Ultra. I finally decided to see a doctor and between the time I made the apt and the apt date came, it went away. I'd give it some time.

 
[SIZE=medium]Spoke to a good friend of mine this morning. Known him forever and I remember the first time he got falling down drunk. He was throwing up for like two days after. In his puking hungover stupor he yelled “Mark my words. I swear to god, I am never drinking again.” He of course got drunk the next weekend. He asked me if I plan to do another one ever. I of course replied “Mark my words, I swear to god, I am never running a marathon again.”[/SIZE]
:lmao:

Congrats! Hope the foot gets better. When I kill the top of my foot it is always due to shoestrings that are too tight.

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On my end I guess I'd better check in. After Six Gap I hit last week hard with 2 hard, hard bikes, a couple runs, and a swim. The runs were a nice 3 mile treadmill to see if my foot pain had gone away and a pretty hard run Friday to make sure it had (and it has). Then I died and didn't do anything this weekend - my body just had enough. So I got out at lunch today and "suffered" in a sunny, breezy, dry 67 degree day. Poor me. 8:05/mile for 5 miles. Would be a lot faster if I wasn't so porky.

Edit: Which reminds me. Winter goal: Lose 15 lbs. you fat ####er.

 
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Nicely done para! And I, for one, appreciate the detail, great report.

You'll be signing up for an ultra any day now.....

Speaking of ultras, saw this today and I've been dying laughing. I relate way too much to a few of these: http://whatisultra.tumblr.com/
"MY TRIATHLETE FRIEND TELLS ME SHE THINKS IRONMAN IS HARDER THAN 100 MILERS"

tell me why the friend is wrong.
Probably because it takes twice as long.

 
Nicely done para! And I, for one, appreciate the detail, great report.

You'll be signing up for an ultra any day now.....

Speaking of ultras, saw this today and I've been dying laughing. I relate way too much to a few of these: http://whatisultra.tumblr.com/
"MY TRIATHLETE FRIEND TELLS ME SHE THINKS IRONMAN IS HARDER THAN 100 MILERS"

tell me why the friend is wrong.
Probably because it takes twice as long.
I have yet to do either (yet), but in listening to those who have done both most seem to think the 100 miler is tougher - mostly because of the total time as well as the beating the body takes doing a single weight-bearing exercise for that entire time.

Of course I have mad respect for anyone that has done either! It's still funny, though.....

 
Nicely done para! And I, for one, appreciate the detail, great report.

You'll be signing up for an ultra any day now.....

Speaking of ultras, saw this today and I've been dying laughing. I relate way too much to a few of these: http://whatisultra.tumblr.com/
"MY TRIATHLETE FRIEND TELLS ME SHE THINKS IRONMAN IS HARDER THAN 100 MILERS"

tell me why the friend is wrong.
Probably because it takes twice as long.
I have yet to do either (yet), but in listening to those who have done both most seem to think the 100 miler is tougher - mostly because of the total time as well as the beating the body takes doing a single weight-bearing exercise for that entire time.

Of course I have mad respect for anyone that has done either! It's still funny, though.....
That makes sense, but you only have to be good at one thing and enduring pain. In the IM, you have to be good at three and enduring pain.

Of course, I'd much rather do the tri than ultra...

 
Nicely done para! And I, for one, appreciate the detail, great report.

You'll be signing up for an ultra any day now.....

Speaking of ultras, saw this today and I've been dying laughing. I relate way too much to a few of these: http://whatisultra.tumblr.com/
"MY TRIATHLETE FRIEND TELLS ME SHE THINKS IRONMAN IS HARDER THAN 100 MILERS"

tell me why the friend is wrong.
Probably because it takes twice as long.
I have yet to do either (yet), but in listening to those who have done both most seem to think the 100 miler is tougher - mostly because of the total time as well as the beating the body takes doing a single weight-bearing exercise for that entire time.

Of course I have mad respect for anyone that has done either! It's still funny, though.....
I haven't done the ironman, but the bike would be a calk walk on most courses. The run would be more about nutrition earlier in the day. The swim would be scary for me.

The biggest difference is the having to run through the nite on the 100 miler. Fortunately I went sub-24 by a good bit and didn't get sleepy tired. I hit 67 miles about sunset 7:30 pm or 13.5 hours. The last 1/3 in the dark took another 9 hours.

The ironman is more of a race while the 100 miler is about keeping moving.

 
Nicely done para! And I, for one, appreciate the detail, great report.

You'll be signing up for an ultra any day now.....

Speaking of ultras, saw this today and I've been dying laughing. I relate way too much to a few of these: http://whatisultra.tumblr.com/
"MY TRIATHLETE FRIEND TELLS ME SHE THINKS IRONMAN IS HARDER THAN 100 MILERS"

tell me why the friend is wrong.
Probably because it takes twice as long.
I have yet to do either (yet), but in listening to those who have done both most seem to think the 100 miler is tougher - mostly because of the total time as well as the beating the body takes doing a single weight-bearing exercise for that entire time.

Of course I have mad respect for anyone that has done either! It's still funny, though.....
I haven't done the ironman, but the bike would be a calk walk on most courses. The run would be more about nutrition earlier in the day. The swim would be scary for me.

The biggest difference is the having to run through the nite on the 100 miler. Fortunately I went sub-24 by a good bit and didn't get sleepy tired. I hit 67 miles about sunset 7:30 pm or 13.5 hours. The last 1/3 in the dark took another 9 hours.

The ironman is more of a race while the 100 miler is about keeping moving.
Mad respect for the ultra, I'm just trying to understand it. Seems to be mostly mental, pacing and nutrition while obviously you have to be in shape.

On the surface, you can finish an ultra by doing 5-6 miles per hour.

Disagree completely on the 112 bike being a cake walk.

 
On the subject, what's the usual longest training run before doing an ultra?
Varies for everyone. I did a 54 mile event in advance but mile key training event was a 32 / 18 mile double.
This made me cry just from reading about it.

FUBAR: He means 32 on Saturday followed up with 18 on Sunday.
Totally depends on the person and the ultra - a 100 miler is a lot different than a 50K. With a 50K, a slightly modified marathon training program (adding some specificity in terms of terrain or elevation, for example) would get you through. I didn't go longer than 22 miles in training for my spring 50K.

For this weekend's 50M I've done pretty much doing the same thing - 20-22 mile long runs, but with a lot more elevation than what I did for my spring 50M as that was relatively flat. For a back-of-the-packer like me it's all about time on feet, so some of those hilly 20+ milers took 4:30-5:00 hours.

With the longer stuff (100K, 100M), those long back-to-backs are pretty standard for most people. That's my plan for next year as I ramp up to a Hundred.

 
Nicely done para! And I, for one, appreciate the detail, great report.

You'll be signing up for an ultra any day now.....

Speaking of ultras, saw this today and I've been dying laughing. I relate way too much to a few of these: http://whatisultra.tumblr.com/
"MY TRIATHLETE FRIEND TELLS ME SHE THINKS IRONMAN IS HARDER THAN 100 MILERS"

tell me why the friend is wrong.
Probably because it takes twice as long.
I have yet to do either (yet), but in listening to those who have done both most seem to think the 100 miler is tougher - mostly because of the total time as well as the beating the body takes doing a single weight-bearing exercise for that entire time.

Of course I have mad respect for anyone that has done either! It's still funny, though.....
I haven't done the ironman, but the bike would be a calk walk on most courses. The run would be more about nutrition earlier in the day. The swim would be scary for me.

The biggest difference is the having to run through the nite on the 100 miler. Fortunately I went sub-24 by a good bit and didn't get sleepy tired. I hit 67 miles about sunset 7:30 pm or 13.5 hours. The last 1/3 in the dark took another 9 hours.

The ironman is more of a race while the 100 miler is about keeping moving.
Mad respect for the ultra, I'm just trying to understand it. Seems to be mostly mental, pacing and nutrition while obviously you have to be in shape.

On the surface, you can finish an ultra by doing 5-6 miles per hour.

Disagree completely on the 112 bike being a cake walk.
Is a sprint tri more difficult than a marathon? Same concept.

 
Nicely done para! And I, for one, appreciate the detail, great report.

You'll be signing up for an ultra any day now.....

Speaking of ultras, saw this today and I've been dying laughing. I relate way too much to a few of these: http://whatisultra.tumblr.com/
"MY TRIATHLETE FRIEND TELLS ME SHE THINKS IRONMAN IS HARDER THAN 100 MILERS"

tell me why the friend is wrong.
Probably because it takes twice as long.
I have yet to do either (yet), but in listening to those who have done both most seem to think the 100 miler is tougher - mostly because of the total time as well as the beating the body takes doing a single weight-bearing exercise for that entire time.

Of course I have mad respect for anyone that has done either! It's still funny, though.....
I haven't done the ironman, but the bike would be a calk walk on most courses. The run would be more about nutrition earlier in the day. The swim would be scary for me.

The biggest difference is the having to run through the nite on the 100 miler. Fortunately I went sub-24 by a good bit and didn't get sleepy tired. I hit 67 miles about sunset 7:30 pm or 13.5 hours. The last 1/3 in the dark took another 9 hours.

The ironman is more of a race while the 100 miler is about keeping moving.
Mad respect for the ultra, I'm just trying to understand it. Seems to be mostly mental, pacing and nutrition while obviously you have to be in shape.On the surface, you can finish an ultra by doing 5-6 miles per hour.

Disagree completely on the 112 bike being a cake walk.
Is a sprint tri more difficult than a marathon? Same concept.
In some ways, maybe. they don't make great comparisons. FWIW, the Olympic would make a better comparison.

is it easier to bench 500 lbs than to run a marathon?

The comment on the ultra page just took me aback a little and I don't think its a laughable comment.

Hell, didn't we just discuss the difficulty levels of different running events without a total consensus?

 
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Para - nice report. You're one tough nut to push through that pain over several miles. Way to go!!!

Sand - nice bounceback training!!!

 
Good news. They just emailed us the results from yesterday's 5K, and it turns out that my (official) 22:20 is good for 30/278 and 1st in my AG (40-44, 1/31). Now granted, I lost to a couple of slightly older guys, so if they broke it out to the more conventional 40-49 I would have been 3rd, but I'll take the AG win even if it's kind of arbitrary.
First is first!

And congrats to Para, looking forward to hearing about it!
Yes.

And, yes.

Mrs. MAC completed her half in 2:18:48, per usual she didn't push herself hard enough early (first 11 miles > 10 min miles) but finished strong (9:14-9:44). She'll learn to trust herself more, early, in the future. Solid benchmark set, and shockingly not crazy sore today either.

Now, lets hope the govt gets their #### together so we can 10K this weekend...
Congrats to Mrs Mac!!

 
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Just got home from minnesota, will do a write up tomorrow. Need to get to bed after a miserable 5.5 hour drive home.
5.5 hour drive after a marathon :jawdrop: that had to suck.

Congrats on the marathon and I look forward to the report.

 
Our local Fleet feet opened a new store on my side of town. They are giving away a free pair of shoes a day for one week and I won Sunday. I went in and got a brand spanking new pair of Ravenna's for free today. :pickle:

So much fun trying on shoes when cost does not matter. I always wear my shoes way to long and I was overdue. The young lady doing my fitting told me I was the perfect winner and the type of runner they wanted to help out.

 
I've been MIA for a bit, but training has been going well. I feel like I'm hitting a solid breakthrough; great timing given my tune-up HM is this coming Sunday. The last week or so has been stellar....

Tue - 6mi recovery @ 9:50/133. Legs were pretty stiff after Sunday's 22.

Wed - 9mi w/ 5x800. Surprised how easy this was. The 800 intervals were an average of 3:06. I'm pretty sure I had 2-3 more in me.

Thu - 12mi MLR. Legs were sore, but so strong. An incredible run. 8:49/140

Fri - 5mi recovery @ 10:03/139. Ran in the mid-day heat and paid the price. 154 suck index truly does suck.

Sat - USRD. Too busy and couldn't run even if I wanted to.

Sun - 18 w/ 12MP. Very humid and foggy. Squishy shoes in October is rare. Still had a solid run considering how nasty it was. 12MP miles were 8:03/163.

Today - 14mi MLR. Temps dropped 20 degrees and low humidity (48/46) = bliss. Shocked my legs were this fresh after Sunday's MP run. 8:48/143

 
Disney half marathon is November 9th for me. Anybody have any suggestions for a training plan between now and then. By now I mean a week from yesterday as I don't see being able to run before that and of course assuming my foot recovers.

 
Disney half marathon is November 9th for me. Anybody have any suggestions for a training plan between now and then. By now I mean a week from yesterday as I don't see being able to run before that and of course assuming my foot recovers.
I've never done another race in such close proximity to the marathon, but I'll throw something out there to get conversation started:

This week (week 10/6) -- No running for several days, maybe a couple of short and easy runs later in the week. Total recovery week.

Week of 10/13 -- Short and easy recovery runs. Maybe a long-ish run at the end of the week, like 8-10 miles.

Week of 10/20 -- Back to whatever your normal volume would be. You should have a long run equal to whatever your long run would normally be for HM training. Also an MLR if that's part of your normal routine. A tempo run would be good if you're up to it.

Week of 10/27 -- As above. You should be work in a tempo run by now.

Week of 10/3 -- Mostly rest and easy running leading up to race day.

Your main goal is to get recovered from your marathon and do just enough to maintain the fitness you've already gained. What you don't want to do is get yourself injured by trying to do too much high-intensity training too soon.

 
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