4.28.2013

Boston Wins!

Apr 8 - Apr 14
S:  18,500 yds - 4hr 19min
B:  104.63 mi - 5hr 41min
R:  28.01 mi - 3hr 40min
Total:  13hr 40min

Apr 15 - Apr 21
S:  8,850 yds - 2hr 6min
B:  142.91 mi - 9hr 7min
R:  42.21 mi - 5hr 29min
Total:  16hr 42min

"Boston wins."  An old rowing boat-mate of mine from my summer rowing with CRI back in 2006 uttered these words via social media right after the bomber was finally apprehended in Watertown, MA on Friday, and this statement pretty much sums up the city of Boston in my mind.  From the short time I spent as a rower in this fabulous city, to the 2005 and 2006 editions of The Head of the Charles Regatta, to the amazing trip last week spent watching the 2013 Boston Marathon and sightseeing thereafter, to the amazing experiences and friendly people met in every trip, to the outpouring of extreme friendliness this past week by locals, and to the all-around awesomeness-brain power-nerd-tough guy-cool accent-historic aurora that is the city of Boston, this city is undoubtedly one that you really, really don’t want to mess with.

4.14.2013

Double Oak Duathlon Race Report

Apr 1 - Apr 7
S:  13,800 yds - 3hr 13min
B:  102.38 mi - 5hr 50min
R:  25.90 mi - 3hr 21min
Total:  12hr 24min

Last year I began the multisport season with the Double Oak Duathlon; a short, ~1 hour race right in my own backyard at Oak Mountain State Park.  It went well and I thought it was a good distance for the first race of the year, so I decided to do it again.  This year's duathlon was to be the same course as last year; a 5k run, 20k bike, and 2.5k run, with a 0.6 mile section on single track trail in each of the runs.  To sum it up in short, I was able to get the win!  Here's how it happened:

Run 1 and T1 - 20:52
As we lined up, I began to size up the competition and noticed there were maybe 1-2 guys that I did not know that looked like they could be fast.  Locally, I knew there was no one out there that could beat me so the main threat would be from an unknown competitor.  The goal for the race was to win, and I wouldn't be happy with anything else.  As the gun went off, we took off.  The race began with a 0.25 mile slight uphill and everyone was just crushing it.  I looked down at my Garmin after a minute and we were still running 5:25 pace (up a slight incline, remember) and I was sitting in 10th place (ridiculous).  I decided there was no way any of these guys could keep it up so I backed down to a more reasonable 5:50-6:10 pace (depending on the hills).  Sure enough, a couple of guys started to fade and I quickly moved into 4th place.  I had noticed that one guy shot straight off the front at the beginning of the race...he looked like a runner and I knew he would be the guy to beat.  Miles 1 and 2 clicked by in 6:02 and 5:54 before entering the single track for the last little bit of the run.  No issues there and I approached T1 in 4th place ready to lay down some watts. 

Bike - 32:06
Duathlon is so hard, don't let anyone try and tell you otherwise.  IMO, it's way harder than triathlon.  Try running a 5k at full gas and then hop on your bike and do a 30 minute threshold interval...it's not easy!  The leader of the race had about 1:45 on me starting the bike, so I had my work cut out for me.  The first couple minutes of the bike were flat/downhill so I spent that time letting my heart drop 185 bpm down to 160 bpm.  As soon as we hit the main road I settled into a hard effort of 270-280 watts, knowing that I would soon start to reel in the 3 leaders.  At the 3 mile mark I saw 2nd and 3rd place up the road.  Not long after I was up on them and quickly blew by them.  As we approached the turnaround I caught a glimpse of the leader.  He must have been a slow descender because after a short descent I was right up on him as we rounded the turnaround cone.  At this point, I decided to put my vo2 work to use and used the long hill right after the turnaround to punch it hard for about a minute in order to leave him in the dust.  At the top of the hill I had a sizable gap, and from there on I was just following the lead motorcycle into T2 while trying to increase my lead. 

T2 and Run 2 - 10:02
I rolled into T2 with what I later would find out to be about a 2 minute lead.  After fumbling with my shoes I ran out to start the run and a quick glance behind me showed no sign of any competitors.  The first part of the run was on uphill single track trail, and I hammered it hard knowing that the guy in 2nd was a strong runner.  As the minutes went by, however, he was still out of sight so I knew I had it in the bag.  The last half mile was downhill so I coasted into the finish line and snapped the tape with a ~1 minute margin of victory.  This year is off to a good start so far...hopefully there will be more where this came from!

the top 3 overall podium

4.02.2013

Rumpshaker 5k Race Report

Mar 25 - Mar 31
S:  11,450 yds - 2hr 41min
B:  116.28 mi - 6hr 40min
R:  39.83 mi - 5hr 16min
Total:  14hr 37min

With a name like Rumpshaker 5k, I couldn’t really turn down this race!  The course is mostly flat and super fast, and with a huge half mary PB back in early March I figured that I was due for raising the bar in the 5k distance.  The competition at this race always seems to be a little stiff for a local 5k, with winning times usually in the low 16’s.  I figured I may be good for a top 5 overall or so, and I also joined up with some friends in the coed team division to try and do some damage there.  Race morning was practically perfect!  Temperatures were in the mid to upper 50’s with a slight cool breeze, and the sky was partly cloudy…perfect race weather.  Lori and I did a nice 20 minute warm up with a couple of strides, and then it was off to the start line.  The race played out pretty much how all 5k’s play out: start out hard and hold on for dear life.

Straight from the gun we took off and I hopped on the heels of the leaders.  Three to four of us got an early gap in the first minute or so, right before going over a bridge with the only elevation change on the course.  As we hit the bridge I backed down to a sustainable pace while the 3 others pressed on ahead.  By the end of the bridge I had been passed and was sitting in 6th place with local baller Deanna Newman sitting on my feet.  The goal for the race quickly turned to “do not get chicked!”.  We rolled through mile 1 in 5:35 and I was hurting but still felt relatively good (not that you ever feel good in a 5k, but I felt like I could at least possibly maintain that pace).  At the halfway point I really started to hurt (physically and mentally) but just told myself that if I could only suck it up for 9 more minutes I’d have a nice new PB.  Mile 2 rolled through in 5:49 and I think I had put a small gap into Deanna, although I wouldn’t let myself look back because that shows weakness.  Mile 3 brought a new sense of determination.  We were on the out-and back portion of the course so seeing other runners was motivating.  Coming back over the bridge I just about blew myself up but fortunately I crested the top before that happened.  Mile 3 was a 5:44 and since I was still too afraid to look back I decided to just try and make myself sprint for the line.  I was really hyperventilating at this point and remember thinking to myself that I had not breathed that hard in quite some time.  I crossed the line in 17:32 for 6th overall, and ended up not getting chicked…yay!  Props to Deanna for a 17:39…not too shabby for a 42 year old female.  And even more props to Lori, who came in 2nd overall female at 17:52…a monster 40 second PB!  Also, our coed team crushed it for the win with a 5-runner average time of 19:03…boom!


Spoils from the race!

What’s even more awesome about this 5k is that I dropped my PB by 20 seconds and it’s only March.  Aside from some 3 to 4 minute hard efforts here in there inside a normal 50 minute run, most of my runs have been easy 7:30 - 8:00 pace.  I think I may have some upside!  The only thing I have been doing of note is running 33 mpw so far in 2013, and 30 mpw for all of 2012.  Sure…speed work may be necessary to run your fastest, but it seems that most underestimate or completely miss the point that consistent mileage is needed as well!
 

3.27.2013

Logging Hours

Mar 4 - Mar 10
S:  15,300 yds - 3hr 34min
B:  84.49 mi - 5hr 33min
R:  18.78 mi - 2hr 28min
Total:  11hr 35min

Mar 11 - Mar 17
S:  10,850 yds - 2hr 32min
B:  138.21 mi - 7hr 43min
R:  30.39 mi - 3hr 57min
Total:  14hr 12min

Mar 18 - Mar 24
S:  17,550 yds - 4hr 6min
B:  142.50 mi - 7hr 33min
R:  42.71 mi - 5hr 39min
Total:  17hr 18min

Not too many updates here...just logging in the hours as best as I can.  For the first time in what seems like forever, I actually made it through last week without missing any planned workouts...wohoo!  But even with missed workouts, the numbers are still somewhat consistent.  My "low" swimming and running weeks are still what I would have considered "big" weeks just a few years ago.  And I've been having some pretty decent swim sets as well as some pretty intense long bike rides...things are starting to feel good.  Next up is Rumpshaker 5k this weekend and then a short course duathlon the next weekend here in Birmingham.  A new 5k PB sure would be nice to lead into the multisport season!

3.05.2013

Tuscaloosa Half Marathon Race Report

Feb 25 - Mar 3
S:  12,650 yds - 2hr 59min
B:  21.97 mi - 1hr 30min
R:  38.22 mi - 4hr 41min
Total:  9hr 11min

A couple months ago I decided that I was sick and tired of doing the Mercedes Half Marathon every year.  This year it happened to fall on a bike race that I wanted to do so that gave me even more of a reason not to do it.  With a sense of obligation for doing an early season half marathon, I came across an inaugural half marathon in one of the greatest cities in the south: Tuscaloosa, AL.  Having spent 4 years in college here, racing this race seemed like a great idea so I put it on the schedule.  It would also benefit the recovery efforts from the April 27, 2011 EF4 tornado that passed straight through the city, an event that I can still remember vividly...I can recall watching the tornado live on TV from my apartment living room in Homewood and feeling completely helpless as I watched the massive funnel cloud go just to the southeast of campus.

Lori ran 8 miles to see me 4x during the race...awesome!

On Friday evening, Lori and I packed up the car and made the drive to T-town.  First stop was packet pick-up and then I went on a quick 20 minute run; just long enough to run down to the strip by 2 of my apartments that I spent 3 out of 4 collegiate years living in and then on to Bryant Denny Stadium before heading back to the car.  After a standard pre-race dinner at Mellow Mushroom we headed to our home-stay for the night at the residence of the parents of J Ford's wife Holly.  They had plenty of room so it was nice to have my own room and bed the night before the race!

and...we're off (I'm on the far right)

So the race...I really didn't know what to expect.  I had not run 13 miles at one time in the last 4.5 months (since 10/16/12), and I haven't run more than 7-8 miles since then and most of the running has been at around 7:30-8:00 pace.  The plan was to start out at 6:30-6:40 pace and go from there and play the rest by ear.  As the gun sounded, we took off and 1-2 guys shot ahead but not by too much.  I wasn't worried so I just stuck to the plan.  After a few miles, 1 guy had built a slight lead with 2 others sitting behind him.  I was slightly behind sitting in 5th place running right on the heels of 4th place.  I pretty much stuck to his heels like glue for the first 6 miles.  At mile 6.5 we passed the 3rd place runner, putting us in 3rd/4th place.  At this point on the course we were on an out and back so I could gauge what kind of gap the 2 leaders had on us.  It was still within reach but I knew I had to make a move.

the play by play

I was feeling decent, so I decided to attack with around 5 miles to go.  As we hit mile 8 I moved off of his feet and drilled it hard for a minute to establish a gap.  He tried to come but couldn't and it turned out to be even more strategic as we had just turned into a stiff headwind.  I could see 2nd place up the road and figured I would catch him in a few minutes so my attention turned to the 1st place runner.  Could I really get him?  He seemed to be fading and I was clicking off the miles an not slowing down.  With 2 miles to go I could see him just up ahead and I knew I was going to make the catch.  With 1 mile to go I made the catch.  As I passed I drilled it as hard as I could for 30-40 seconds, hoping to completely demoralize him and make him quit.  I wanted no part in a sprint finish so the race needed to end right then and there.  About 2 minutes after passing I allowed myself one glance back and he was out of sight so I got to soak up the last few minutes as I crossed the line for the win!

crossing the line...

...using enormous strength to break the yellow tape :)

 After thinking about it, this is without a doubt the coolest sports moment that I've ever experienced.  Most importantly I bested the competition (that's why we play the game), but it's always a good confidence booster to nab a 10k and half marathon personal best in the same race.  I guess that means hard work is paying off.  It was a good effort and I was pleased with how I was able to pick it up the last 5 miles and really make it hurt...it did help that money was on the line too.  Glancing at the splits, I could probably could have ran the first part of the race faster but you never know.  All in all, it was a good race and a good indicator that things are on the right track and that 2013 will turn out to be a year of superb results.

200 reasons to keep training hard

2.25.2013

Southern Cross Race Report

Feb 11 - Feb 17
S:  9,550 yds - 2hr 13min
B:  89.96 mi - 6hr 18min
R:  35.19 mi - 4hr 42min
Total:  13hr 12min

Feb 16
Southern Cross!

Feb 18 - Feb 24
S:  17,500 yds - 4hr 8min
B:  141.42 mi - 9hr 2min
R:  38.38 mi - 4hr 58min
Total:  18hr 8min

What a solid 2 weeks!  About half a year ago, some guys at work planted the idea of Southern Cross in my head.  After looking it up it sounded perfect: a long-ish but not too long (3-4 hours) off-road yet non-technical race (mostly dirt/gravel forest service roads) with tons of vertical elevation gain (almost 7,000 ft) and mostly made up of 2 long climbs, all taking place just north of Dahlonega, GA in the mountains!  After recently purchasing a mountain bike, I figured it would be a good excuse to ride it more and try a new type of racing.

North Georgia mountains

The race was advertised as being a pretty tough course, but I was pretty confident in my fitness and abilities so that was no big deal.  My biggest pre-race attention was probably the weather and tire choice.  Mid-February can bring just about anything, especially in the mountains.  Once the race was 10 days out, the extended forecast was already showing that it was going to be pretty cold, with a slight chance of snow.  But hey, that would just add to the adventure!  Clothing for a race like this really is kind of tricky.  The first climb of the day would be around 10 miles long.  Even with temperatures in the upper 20’s to low 30’s, a climb like that can still make you overheat and sweat a lot.  The complicating factor is that you will be much colder on the long descent after the climb, and if you wore too much clothing and started to sweat a lot things could get bad.  After seeking the advice of a handful of awesome local guys (Tubbs, Toone, and the guys at Bob's Bikes), I eventually decided on a setup of good wool socks, shoe covers, leg warmers, short bibs, a short sleeve jersey with a Gore windstopper jacket, Gore wind/waterproof gloves, and a good skull cap.  Equipment wise, Jason Barksdale at BBC helped me decide on some narrower 1.75in Vee Rubber tires to run on my mountain bike.  We had been talking about this race for months, and it was good to hear his advice and experience as a bike mechanic and as a participant the last 2 years.

cranking up a climb

On Friday afternoon I departed Birmingham and of course hit Atlanta right at rush hour (awesome).  By 7pm I had made it to pick up my packet and was chowing down on some chicken alfredo and a nice local restaurant in downtown Dahlonega.  Against my better judgement I opted for a massive brownie with ice cream for dessert which probably added a couple pounds to my race weight...perfect for 7,000 feet of vertical climbing.  After dinner I wandered around the mountains for awhile before arriving at the Hiker Hostel.  Basically, this place is pretty much one of the coolest things ever.  $17 for a bunk (2 bunk beds in a room) and a home-cooked breakfast...it doesn't get much better than that!  It was mostly cyclists there, so it was pretty cool to chat with all them and hear their stories.  On race morning we woke up for a coffee at 6:45am and then breakfast was served at 7:30...it was delicious!

awesome pre-race breakfast!

So, now for the race.  Seeing as how this was my first off-road race, my main goal was to not kill myself on some sketchy mountain descent.  But really, I had no idea how I would stack up with the competition so the plan was to just go as hard as possible and see what happened.  The quick summary is that I ended up 24th out of 86 in the men's open category and 45th out of 220 overall.  It was a good, hard, brutal effort but I felt good throughout and completely emptied the tank.

"how it happened"
 
The race started out with a ~1 mile cyclocross course.  Seeing as how I've never done a cross race I was slightly nervous.  I also got stuck about 15 rows back from the start line because I was riding around trying to stay warm (it was probably upper 20's and even colder with wind chill) and didn't get there soon enough.  Local Birmingham rider and the overall winner that day Brian Toone summed up the conditions pretty good in his race report:

It was cold at the start with temps hovering around freezing and expected to stay there all day. By the top of the first climb, there was fresh snow (just light dusting) on the dirt road with some ice and slush in some of the ditches alongside the road. One glimpse towards the top of Springer Mountain, and you could see all the trees dusted with snow and shining bright white. At about that same time, it started to snow again — just some light flakes but enough to make it epic.

As the race started, it was pretty bunched up and we were going pretty slow with nowhere to go.  Things were pretty uneventful (this is a good thing) and I thoroughly enjoyed the first super steep run-up before hopping on the paved road to get over to the mountains.  After a couple miles on the paved road we hit the dirt road and the climb started to manifest itself.  I tried to hit a solid tempo, knowing that I needed to catch as many riders as I could and also knowing that I could recover some on the descent.  I picked off a ton of riders and finally found some guys going about the same speed as me.  As the climb crested, the epic-ness and pure awesomeness of this race became ever so apparent.  After a brief flat-ish portion we started the descent, and I gradually gained confidence and pushed faster and faster into the curves.  Near the bottom of the descent I could see a group of a couple riders that had just turned on the paved road.  Knowing that the paved section lasted for a couple miles, I drilled it for a minute or so to bridge up so that I could sit in a pack full of cross bikes.

Nutrition wise, I felt extremely good the whole race.  I opted to eat a jack-ton of calories, especially early on; this is the recipe that I've found works best for me on my long, hard training days.  Here's what I went with and I felt like it turned out pretty much perfect:
  • (2) bonk breaker bars - 500 calories
  • (3) Gu Roctane - 300 calories
  •  (1.5) flasks of EFS liquid shot - 600 calories
  • (3) scoops EFS mix in a 26 oz bottle - 300 calories
  • 20 oz bottle of water
  • Total - 1,700 calories
With approximately half of the race now complete the road turned to dirt again and we were off on the second climb.  I dropped the guy I was with and was completely alone, and as I looked to the right I could see that we were following this cool little stream/creek with the occasional rapids and small waterfall.  Epic.  Despite being alone, I managed to stay focused and eventually reeled in a few riders near the top of the climb.  After a brief descent there was one more final kick-up before the final descent.  I could see a group of 5 riders not too far up the road...I positively had to catch this group before the end of the descent because the last 6 miles were on paved road and I would desperately need a group to sit in with.  This gave me some confidence to completely drill it up the remainder of the climb.  By the top, I could see the ~5 riders with a 15-20 second gap.  I hammered the descent as hard and safe as possible and finally caught a group of 3 riders about 75% of the way down.  As we finished the descent I sat in for a couple minutes to recover.  As soon as I started to feel better I could see a group of 6-7 riders up the road so I attacked hard on the next climb and got rid of the 3 riders, pushing as hard as I could for a minute or so until I caught the next group on the road.  After recovering for a a couple minutes, we turned onto a narrow road to get back into the winery.  We approached the next climb and a guy from the front of the group attacked and I followed.  After pegging it for a few minutes we had established a pretty sizable gap before he dropped me.  From there on I was solo to the finish, which was only another few miles.  After pulling into the winery, all that was left was an absurd super-steep run-up and one final cylcocross course.

the final run-up

After walking my bike up (notice how I said walking, as "running" was practically impossible due to the steepness) I remounted and continued on the course.  After 2 creek crossings, one of which I ran over/through and was ankle deep, there was a couple more bends and short/steep pitches before finally hopping back on the paved road for the last couple hundred yards to the finish.  And then it was over!  My final time was 3hrs 48min 41sec, and I was completely gassed. After eating some food and packing the bike up, it started to get absurdly cold/windy so I made the brutal post-race trek back to Birmingham, thus ending my 24 hour road trip to the mountains.  I will be back next year for sure!

2.10.2013

Skipping Workout Sessions!

Jan 28 - Feb 3
S:  15,050 yds - 3hr 36min
B:  139.31 mi - 9hr 18min (14,502 ft of climbing)
R:  24.93 mi - 3hr 16min
Total:  16hr 10min

Feb 4 - Feb 10
S:  15,600 yds - 3hr 40min
B:  151.28 mi - 10hr 48min (17,017 ft of climbing)
R:  30.84 mi - 4hr 2min
Total:  18hr 30min

Skipping sessions is not a good way to get fast.  Period.  Nonetheless, I still ended up with two more solid (and bike heavy) weeks, despite missing a run and a swim in both weeks...but hey...life gets in the way sometimes and I wouldn't have it any other way.  Plus, it's only February and I didn't miss any bikes and that's all that matters with Southern Cross coming up next weekend!  I've been trying to log some hours on the mountain bike (since that is what I'll be racing on) as well as logging a jack-ton of climbing.  The race is 50 miles with 6,680 feet of elevation gain, and from what I understand it's mostly on dirt/gravel.  I can easily replicate that elevation gain in Birmingham over the course of a 3.5-4 hour ride, but there are not many long/sustained climbs in Birmingham to get used to some of the stuff I'll see in the north Georgia mountains.  Regardless, I think I've got plenty of fitness to go hard and see what happens.