Sunday, April 25, 2010
What she was referring to was my fitness level. I've been taking some "withdrawals" from the "Bank of Fitness" two of the last three weekends, however (as noted in previous blog entry), the deposits back into the Bank of Fitness have been sporadic at best. It's been a crazy last two weeks in the height of track season and being away travelling for Beth's triathlon last weekend. This past week, I took off Monday to sleep in. Tuesday I had a really solid workout (4x400, 2x800, 4x400 - finished with a 72!), 45 min run Wed, and light run Thursday. Friday and Saturday no runs due to track and car stuff.
So, I came in to today's well-tapered at least (although not well rested as again noted in previous blog entry). With it being a somewhat flatter course than Martha's run, I wanted to improve on my 37:30. The number 36:00 was stuck in my head, so I went in to the race shooting for 5:45 pace.
Mile 1 a little hot at 5:36. Mile 2 uphill and 6:08 and it deteriorated from there. Mile 3 a finish of the up and then down and flat for a 6:02, 18:30-ish at the 5k turnaround, 6:08 mile 4, 6:15 mile 5 that was ALL downhill (ugh!), 6:06 mile 6, and 1:16 0.2 to finish at 37:32. (By the way, Beth's last 0.2 was 1:17. I was slacking to the finish--especially considering I just did a 1:12 0.25 on the track Tuesday. Sheesh!).
The good news is that I did run 37:32 (6:03 pace) and was the 4th male overall (5th overall--beaten out by a female Olympic Trials qualifier). Who would have thought that 3 years ago I'd be disappointed with a 37:32 10k? I guess it's all perspective. And, like Beth noted, I just haven't had the time to put in the proper training to maintain a high level of fitness to improve my times more. I could cite factors that it was in the low 70's and felt a little hot and it was on a rails-to-trails surface, but mostly it's just the conditioning issue.
We did get to meet some people today and make some connections. Beth met up with a friend from high school that she had been in touch with via FB. I had a person after the race come up to me and say, "I hope you don't think that I'm stalking you or anything, but I noticed that we have a mutual friend on Facebook." Turns out that my roommate from my freshman year at Elizabethtown College knew her from 6th grade. Small world! Also, the current Etown track/XC coach went to high school with her. Small world x2!!
So, I'll take it and do my best to put in more time to get ready for the Gatons Memorial 5k Race in Greensburg on Memorial Day. It's a great race in honor of a great person and coach. If you're in the area, definitely come out and support it!
Friday, April 23, 2010
Sat 4/24: Hempfield Invitational. All day. Eat dinner. Saturday church.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
So Ben, Beth, and I set out on our 2+ hour ride. Both of them have ridden outside a couple of times already, but I figured I'd tag along anyway and hope to keep up.....easier said than done with those two. Our route had a handful of stoplights which played in to my favor as they would be stopped at a light and I'd be able to catch up. Plus, if they got through and I didn't, they would be nice enough to wait for me.
As we're coming home on Freeport Road through Aspinwall, I get my bottle and drink a little bit of Gatorade. Next thing I know, the stoplight turns red ahead of us and I've got the bottle in my right hand. I try to balance myself while holding the bottle, but need to slow down at the same time. I squeeze the left brake (front wheel) and forgot (again first time out on the roads since October) that it's a *little* more sensitive than the back brake. Next thing I know, I'm going up and over the handlebars and down. (Cue the audio clip- "Down goes Frazier! Down goes Frazier!)
My first 'wreck' unless you count my tipping over at lights and stop signs my first few times out because I couldn't unclip in a timely manner. Fortunately, I was coasting to a stop and probably only going about 10mph at the time. Definitely could have been A LOT worse. As evidenced below, the left forearm and right knee took the brunt of the impact. Just brush burns and a little bump on the knee. I told Beth I felt like I just finished a softball game and did some sliding on the basepaths. Nothing worse than that.
Actually, the bike probably ended up with the worst of it. As you can see, the left gearshift paddle snapped off. Beth saw it laying on the side of the road and we picked it up, so I'm going to see if superglue and some engineering and support can provide a temporary solution. Fortunately, it's the front gears by the pedals instead of the back gears, so I don't use it as often during the ride (especially on flatter rides). I was able to still use it and shift, but it's tougher to shift that little nub--the whole Torque = Force x Moment Arm physics stuff. The handlebars got a little knocked out of place, too. Nothing a little hex wrench couldn't adjust to get me home.
Finally, as I was 'documenting' my bumps and bruises, Roxy felt like she needed to get some attention and posed for a picture. Silly dog.
Off to get cleaned up and some other stuff done today. Have a great Easter weekend!