Faux Runner http://www.fauxrunner.com . Mom . Travel Junkie . Runner . Triathlete . Vegetarian . Wed, 14 Feb 2024 04:09:19 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=5.3.18 Day 1 – Shakeout Ride in Tuscon http://www.fauxrunner.com/day-1-shakeout-ride-in-tuscon/ http://www.fauxrunner.com/day-1-shakeout-ride-in-tuscon/#respond Wed, 14 Feb 2024 04:09:18 +0000 http://www.fauxrunner.com/?p=7460 This week of riding in Tuscon, Arizona with The Cycling House is a “let’s see how ready Smitha is to build on for the bike rides in summer in the Alps”. The shakeout ride on Day 1 evoked reminiscences of a July day nearly three years past when we embarked from West Glacier into Glacier National Park. Back then, the sun blazed down upon us, and the elevation gain on the ride far exceeded our expectations. In contrast, today’s shakeout...

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This week of riding in Tuscon, Arizona with The Cycling House is a “let’s see how ready Smitha is to build on for the bike rides in summer in the Alps”.

The shakeout ride on Day 1 evoked reminiscences of a July day nearly three years past when we embarked from West Glacier into Glacier National Park. Back then, the sun blazed down upon us, and the elevation gain on the ride far exceeded our expectations. In contrast, today’s shakeout ride served as a genuine warm-up, primarily focused on testing our bikes.

Following a gravel segment featuring flowing water, we transitioned onto the roads of Tucson until reaching the base of the ascent to Mt. Lemmon. The road leading to the initial switchback was a seemingly endless, gradual incline until suddenly, the path veered upward along the mountainside. It was then that it struck me – this was indeed a formidable mountain. While Becky opted to turn back, reserving the climb for Saturday, I was determined to gauge the challenge. Strike a deal with the accompanying guide, I committed to tackling just an eighth of the visible climb to the next switchback (why precisely an eighth, I couldn’t say… it just felt feasible) and began ascending. Before I knew it, I had covered at least half a mile, if not more.

Mental notes to store away – the first part of the ride is climbable. It was slooooow grind on the lowest gear for me, but I believe I can climb it.

We ended the day with some wonderful Mediterranean dinner and a plan for the next day.

The peak was the road up to Mt. Lemmon. Another 25 miles more to the top!

And because food photos are a must!

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“All you need is the plan, the road map, and the courage to press on to your destination”

Boston was my sixth and last stop to complete the World Marathon Majors that started after I ran London Marathon in 2016 and got a lottery spot to New York City Marathon in 2018 (I had earlier run my very first marathon in Chicago Marathon 2011 and a repeat at Chicago Marathon 2012 even before I knew of the World Majors). Tokyo Marathon 2019 in March and Berlin Marathon 2019 in September quickly followed. Boston Marathon 2020 was to be my final and 6th world marathon.

After losing my charity spot from 2020 Boston due to Covid, I was adrift in the running world. A few random challenges, the virtual Boston in September 2020, and some 10 miles a week with my puppy was all I kept up with while I shifted focus to Biking adventures and fell in love with Peloton. Out of the blue this year, I was lucky to get one of the 100 lottery spots for those who had finished 5 of the world majors and needed just Boston to complete the 6-Star journey. So on to Boston I went!

Race Training

I NEVER thought I’d be one of those people who started a race untrained. I don’t even like to run a 10k without training let alone a marathon.

But … that’s what I did. Things had been stressful in the past year and I’d slowly gained 12-15lbs in just one year after surviving the Covid weight gain. And then life turned completely upside down in January, to the point that I would sit and stare at my computer blankly or keep myself occupied with extra work rather than face life.

I had an excuse for every missed training run.
I had an excuse for not training on hills.
I had an excuse for not doing speedwork.
I had an excuse for not losing weight.
All excuses stemming from life happening and getting old.

Race weekend got here way too early, even as I was watching time pass by with less and less training.

Expo and Pre Race

The looooooooong walk from the expo entrance to number pickup was more than enough as a shakeout walk for me!! The pickup itself was very simple. Not many vendors to tempt me to shop, but I did pick up some CBD salve and roll-on for race day aches and pains and hopefully keep the hamstring from screaming too much.

The day before the race had a huge gathering of 200 Golden Retrievers in honor of Spencer, the Boston Strong Golden Retriever, at Boston Commons and was a great stress buster.

Lunch with Dawn who came over from Hull, dinner at the hotel with Maria and her husband and it was time to get in bed by 8 pm.

Race Morning

Race morning dawned bright and cool. I wish I could say that … but it was in the 50s and cloudy with a will it-won’t it drizzle. Maria and I walked down to the Boston Commons from our hotel for the boarding buses to Hopkinton with a SEA of people. The bus ride to Hopkinton was uneventful; our bus did not get lost or get into an accident like a few other buses (!!), even though it felt very very long – a premonition that the return on foot was going to be even longer.

By the time we got off the bus at Hopkinton, the rain was a slow and steady drizzle. Portapotty stop and the long long walk to the corrals and before I knew it, I was in my corral and ready to go at 11:15am!

This is Bailey cheering runners walking to the start! Can’t have been more than 3 months old with that cute cute baby Golden face.

Race Strategy

This race was going to be more mental than physical. My #1 goal was to finish the distance of 26.2 miles. Times, cutoffs, splits, … everything else was secondary.

So my “race strategy” was more mental than physical pacing.

The breakup of the race mentally was
Miles 1-12 until the Wellesley College to get my legs moving and
Miles 13-16 to prepare for what lay ahead
Miles 16-22 of “just” 4-5 miles of Newton Hills
Miles 22-26.2 get to the finish by any means, crawl if necessary.
All the time running by feel.

Easy Peasy. Easier said than done.

There was a huge “Desi” (Indian subcontinent origin) group at the start volunteering and at the first few miles. They gave me extra cheers and I felt like royalty!

Mile 1 – 12

My entire training season, I’d trained with 30 seconds run :: 30 seconds walk (sometimes 40:20) on the long runs and running straight out on shorter runs. The first 3-4 miles were very very crowded and I planned to run that straight out. Since I am physically incapable of running faster than I should, I did not worry that I’d start out too fast.

My plan was to keep it easy and steady those miles and that’s what I did. Took walk breaks consistently, although not every 30 seconds like I had planned. I was running slow and steady enough that I felt ok to take the gamble that it wouldn’t come back to hurt me later.

Somewhere around Mile 4-5, Carrie found me in the mass of runners and we chatted for a bit before she went ahead with her runners from the Dana Farber group. Our distinct conversation point was how humid it was. A few miles later, the drizzle got stronger into a steady rain. And once it stopped, the wind picked up and it got cold!

Highlight along with seeing Carrie – These adorable Goldens who were at Mile 3 just like Spencer, the Boston Strong Golden Retriever, in years past. This was the only photo op that I stopped for on course.

Mile 13 – 16

The crowds at the famous Wellesley Scream Tunnel had dwindled by the time the back of the pack rolled along. But the girls who stayed back were still capable of a deafening roaring cheer to lift spirits and paces – I recorded my fastest mile of the race there.

Another highlight of the Wellesley mile – witnessing a Wedding Proposal! She said YES!

Mile 17 – 22 The Newton Hills

The legendary Newton Hills, of which the infamous Heartbreak Hill is just one. The stuff that breaks people and races. The hills that destroy all muscle groups. The point in the race that tells the story of all the previous miles. And I was hitting all those hills past my longest training run which was on pancake flat.

My mental goal was simple – It is just 5 miles. Be purposeful.

Apart from my steady but super short and of course super slow intervals up the hills, I focused on “walking with purpose” up the hills. My usual walk style is ambling along and my family always tells me to ‘walk with purpose’. I especially annoy them at airports when I take my sweet time and they are waiting for me at the gate. Walking with purpose kept me mentally in the game without the defeatist hands-on-hips walk.

For most of the race, I had been running more with intermittent walk breaks maybe every 2 minutes or every 3 minutes. On the hills, I switched it up to my original plan of 30:30, sometimes even as short as 20:20. Anything to keep it moving and get over the hills.

Miles 22 – Finish

Coming out of Newton Hills, It was just a shot to the finish and that’s when I started paying attention to my Garmin. Like all marathons, these were the miles that were all a blur, where you really want things to be done, where every mile feels like it’s 10 miles long.

I had already been pleasantly surprised by how I had handled the past 21 miles. I wasn’t feeling drained yet and my injury was holding up surprisingly without any pain. So instead of the strategy get to the finish, my strategy shifted to don’t give up. And so I ran. Those last miles, I truly ran with my heart.

At times it felt like I was all alone in the race. I had planned to run with music and had made my playlist the night before. But then race morning, I forgot my headphones and since I’m NOT one to put music on loud, I just sang through my playlist in my head and enjoyed the music by supporters – Backstreet Boys seemed to be the jam of the spectators that day. I heard the song FOUR times on the course.

A whole group of military police stood out at this point and cheered runners on.

Somewhere along the course were a group of young men with Red Sox jackets cheering us with the words “Welcome to Boston”. It was heartening to see some of the Red Sox fans stick around to cheer us back of the packers – one of the highlight moments is apparently when you are running past Fenway Park just as fans are pouring out of the game.

The famous CITGO sign that signals the one mile from the finish of the Boston Marathon was shrouded in fog and mist. Maybe it was my head at that point in the race, but the sign looked way bigger than what I thought it would look like.

Those last miles weren’t easy. It never is that late in a marathon no matter the pace.

Every part of my body was hurting and I truly thought that my quads would give out – something I had been warned of due to the net effect of the initial downhill miles and then the Newton hills. I was ok with it not being easy and kept going. I never once got to the point where I started questioning the meaning of life and never had to ponder over my questionable life choices.

I just … ran…

I focused on picking people to pass and passed on everyone but 3. Only one person passed me. The two that I could not pass, I kept in my sight and maintained the differntial distance. My mantra during these miles was borrowed from Ben Alldis, one of my favorite Peloton instructors – You did not come this far to just get this far.

The Finish

My Garmin had hit 26.2 way before the finish line and when I voiced out WTF Where’s the Finish? A lady I was running alongside said the iconic words “Right on Hereford, Left on Boylston”.

The Right on Hereford was a very short distance but the finish line from Left on Boylston felt another mile away. I had flashbacks to Berlin where I hit 26 miles at Brandenburg Gate and then … I hit the wall hard and just gave up. This time, I kept running to the finish greeted by the cheers of people still 2 deep that late in the day. I can only imagine how the roar would’ve been at a “normal finish time”.

Don’t come at me for the watermark – I AM buying the photos !!! I love almost all photos from Boston and will be buying the package.

Waiting for us at the finish line was the famed Unicorn medal – NOT !! The race had run out of medals about half an hour before. I have plenty to say about that, but I will not say that here. BAA did contact us to get the medal mailed to us.

My first stop after a finish line photo and the space blanket was the Abbot tent to check if I had made the 6 stars. They checked if the clock was still running (it was!), checked my name off the list, and gave me the 6-star medal.

Based on the pathetic training season of injuries and stress from life, the extra Covid 19 lbs, and my long training runs on the absolute flats, I had estimated my finish time to be 6hrs 25min – 6hr 40min with a lot of walking built in. I came in so much stronger than I’d anticipated. I was absolutely elated at how I had run and paced and then run some more with a LOT of heart when my legs weren’t trained enough.

But … Did I Finish?

The clock had read 5:33 pm when I crossed with a time of 6hrs 17min.

In the end, it turned out to be not enough.
I learned through Facebook groups that the “cutoff” that day was apparently 5:30 pm or 5:26 pm or 5:27 pm or … whatever the time anyone was saying it was.

The race cutoff is “6 hours from the time the last person crosses the start line” but is never verified by the BAA in any year.

I did celebrate that finish time in ignorance that I was “official”. I still don’t know since I still get emails from Boston and Abbott congratulating me, but then the last split after 39.2km in the results is greyed out but I have a final finish time recorded.

Wait … Does it count?

Someone said that my Boston finish “doesn’t count”.

I do not care if it counts or not.
I got to the start line of the Boston Marathon, I ran the race with a strong heart, I crossed the finish line in good faith, and received the 6-Star World Marathon Majors medal in good faith.

So … if anyone says it doesn’t count, I’m not arguing.
If anyone says it counts, I’m not arguing with that either.

No Regrets

No regrets – that’s the dominant emotion I want as I look back at any race. (Borrowed from my favorite sportsperson crush, Steve Waugh, the former Australian Cricket Captain)

And that’s what I still feel. Bugger the time …

I have fundraised for every World Major that I have ever run (even for the ones that I got a lottery spot), pushed myself out of my comfort zone, been (mostly) disciplined and focused, traveled with my family to places, and made many many friends along the way.

My goal was to cross the finish line, on the sidewalk if necessary. I’m proud of how I ran and I couldn’t have run any better. That I am just so infernally slow always is just pure shitty luck of the genetic draw.

So absolutely NO REGRETS!

Don’t come at me for the watermark – I AM buying the photos !!!

Until next time …

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Glacier to Yellowstone – Bike Tour with The Cycling House http://www.fauxrunner.com/glacier-to-yellowstone-bike-tour-with-the-cycling-house/ http://www.fauxrunner.com/glacier-to-yellowstone-bike-tour-with-the-cycling-house/#respond Thu, 29 Jul 2021 00:03:07 +0000 http://www.fauxrunner.com/?p=7291 The experience of a non-cyclist doing a multi-day bike tour with The Cycling House.

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The epic trip that was a year in the making is a good reason to carve out some time to write again! There is way more that I want to store in my memories about this week (I just have to transcribe each day of my travel diary to this blog) but writing down this generic one before I leave that world too far behind and before I forget too much.

How do I even begin to put down on paper my feelings & thoughts after an epic tour such as the Glacier to Yellowstone Bike Tour with The Cycling House? Do I describe the miles every day, the climbs, the scenery, the journey of riding multiple days, or the multitude of … oh so many many different emotions!

I think I’ll start with the experience of a non-cyclist doing a multi-day bike tour with The Cycling House.

Be Adventurous

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.

Our tour idea started when Barbara put forth the suggestion a year ago as we were all coming to the realization that Covid wasn’t a 2 week or a 2-month thing. I signed up out of FOMO but still had a lot of reservations – I am not a cyclist, I’ve never ‘fallen in love’ with the bike even when I was pulling in 100-120 miles/week during my months of training for Augusta 70.3. What was I getting myself into for thinking I could ride an entire week!!!!

Every adventure needs a bit of excitement and nervousness. And I’ve always enjoyed the ride only if I throw myself into it 120% without half ar$ing it! We trained indoors, we trained outdoors, we even went on a “Johnston Mountain” adventure.

Going into the tour without any expectations other than a wish to complete and without any restrictions of time limitations, gave me the freedom to try something I’ve never done before in the company of friends. I loved being a tourist on the bike and taking in the scenery and my thoughts way more than I could do from a car.

After saying never for the past 6-7 years, the Universe opened me up to the possibility of loving cycling.

Be Pampered

During our Alaska vacation earlier in the year, my family joked that I would be treated to a vacation where all I would have to do was show up – they’d take care of everything, including my packing. “Joked” being the keyword of this pipe dream. As with almost every mom, even on a vacation, I’m trying to do it all – constantly thinking of activities to do, things to see, and what to eat, and how to keep everyone from ripping each other’s heads off.

This tour, however, was a TRUE vacation for me. Yes, we added on miles and elevation every single day. But the rest of it was absolute bliss. Everything was taken care of … to the point that I started feeling embarrassed about a grown ar$e person like me just sitting around doing nothing and plates of food magically appearing/cleared away!

Never in my adult life had I been taken care of and pampered so much. And for a brief moment, I forgot that I had a real life to go back to.

Be Badass

It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

Day 1’s shake-out ride was hot, miserable, and honestly a little scary thinking of days ahead. I had a mini temper tantrum that evening.

Day 2 brought a wonderful climb on Going to the Sun Road up to Logan Pass to cheering from cars trailing behind me and it all seemed like a dream. I was elated!

On Day 3 of the tour, I had a fatigued and uninspiring first 25 miles and I thought about pulling the plug on the ride midway. That evening I wrote – “Have you ever felt the exact moment that you had a mental mind-shift? The 2nd half of this 55-mile ride was my moment. Andrew didn’t let me think of stopping because I was having so much fun and I finished on the most incredible high and mentally I felt the shift in me from nervous “can I do it” to a matter of fact “why not, I will do it”.”

And this on the day of Beartooth Pass ride (Day 6) – “That moment where you see what you just did and realize what you are capable of and how much more you are than what you think. I didn’t think I’d be able to climb Beartooth. But I did. I never knew what I was capable of. And it still surprises me.”

A challenge, a plan, the hard work training over a year, the friends, a lot of soul searching “my why”, a mental mind-shift, and discovering strength within, all leading to an incredible experience finding out how much more I am capable of than what I think.

How can I not look back on that and not feel like a badass ready to take on anything the world/work throws at me?

I trained.
I rode the miles.
I climbed.

I did it!

A lot of “I” in those sentences, but I did it with friends!

Be Inspired

“When the wind stands fair and the night is perfect. When you least expect it but always when you need it the most. There is a song”

The Twelfth Doctor

Ok, that’s a bit dramatic but that’s how inspiration strikes – when you least expect it but always when you need it. (And this diehard Whovian loves that quote! But, I digress …)

Inspiration in art, music, life, anything,… for me it was food.

I’ve always loved to cook good food but of late I have become very blasé about food. The crazy speed of kids & activities, work & life often leaves me throwing things together and treating food as something my body needs to survive vs something to enjoy & nourish my body. Not to mention that Mr. FauxRunner who tends to just want the good food vs. having to deal with waiting for me to cook it and then clean it up; and hence we end up with a lot of take outs.

The week riding from Glacier to Yellowstone and hearing Chef Steven’s nightly dinner talk reminded me of what it was to love each ingredient that went into the food and how food can be a time for quiet reflection instead of my usual go-go-go. The speed of my everyday life cannot slow down, but I am inspired to give myself some cooking time, to appreciate what the earth gives us, to understand how my body responds, and to remember to pass on memories to my kids.

Make Memories

“The BA-BAs” (Bada$$ BoatAnchors doing Cool Shit)

“Take the Bump”

“Your Burrito will Follow You”

“7 switchbacks”

There is something special about sharing miles and pains of the road/trail that makes more than mere acquaintances of us all (Of course, I also rarely meet a stranger who’s not a friend – only during endurance events, mind you, otherwise you couldn’t tempt with all the icecream in the world to open my mouth!)

I renewed friendships with people I’d known before and hopefully made new friends. I laughed, I blushed, I giggled. I laughed some more. I may even have shed a tear or two.

The best part of anything I undertake (the quest for World Marathon Majors, the Ragnar Relay, my 70.3 in Augusta, this Bike Tour, …) is always the people I meet. I retain some of these friendships for life and some fizzle out due to time & distance. But memories of these once-strangers always burn strong.

Huckleberry ice cream deserves a complete write-up on its own. *This* particular one I’m holding has a special place in my memories – it was the one I was dreaming about during my mind shift ride on Day 3.

I leave behind a small part of my heart in Montana (and the mountains of Wyoming), carefully wrapping up the tour in my memories, to talk and draw on it for days to come, and, I never thought I’d say this ever, for the next time I go on a cycling adventure like this.

“Success is not final; failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”

Winston Churchill

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Yeti 24 hour Challenge http://www.fauxrunner.com/yeti-24-hour-challenge/ http://www.fauxrunner.com/yeti-24-hour-challenge/#respond Fri, 15 May 2020 19:49:59 +0000 http://www.fauxrunner.com/?p=7229 When you are sitting home doing nothing but work and more work, your “last” marathon (Boston) cancelled and nothing else in the horizon including your motivation, and you are “on a break” with running, dumb decisions are made. Like taking on the Yeti 24 hour challenge. 3 weeks ago, the Boston Marathon week actually, my crazy friend Joy (truly on a very high crazy scale as she is an ultra runner who runs a gazillion miles a day at all...

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When you are sitting home doing nothing but work and more work, your “last” marathon (Boston) cancelled and nothing else in the horizon including your motivation, and you are “on a break” with running, dumb decisions are made. Like taking on the Yeti 24 hour challenge.

3 weeks ago, the Boston Marathon week actually, my crazy friend Joy (truly on a very high crazy scale as she is an ultra runner who runs a gazillion miles a day at all times of the hour for fun) was running a 24hour challenge in lieu of a few of her cancelled races. Running 5 miles every 4 hours for 24 hours, total 30 miles. I LMAO at her, literally. Like why would she ever want do that without any glory at the end. 2 weeks ago, someone posted about it in one of my FB groups and a huge number of people signed up. I tut-tutted at that crazy enthusiasm. Again, why would they want to do that; maybe it was a group thing; crazy triathletes and all.

Then last week, Sam posted about how she was just catching up on the group’s post and she was going to take this on in the coming week. This time I didn’t laugh or tut-tut, … I signed up along with a few others … AND I posted it on other groups I’m part of to get in more people. Did I mention that I’m on a break with running?

Well, once signed up, it was like a sense of adventure.

I knew I wasn’t trained enough to be able to run it all but the thrill at the start to seek the finish was back! A support group was created, tips were asked and given, a start time of 7pm on Friday was decided, zoom calls were scheduled before and after each run. There was very little actual planning or worrying to do, aside from the most important decision of choosing my running clothes! Those who know me know how much thought I put into picking my clothes for each of my races.

Tips if you want to take on the Yeti 24 hour challenge

Decide on your start time based on when you want to end. I wish I had started at 3pm on Friday so I was done after 2 runs on Saturday vs. running almost all of Saturday (that’s what it felt like too!)

Keep it simple.
I had planned to drive to different places for variety, but ended up with 5/6 runs from home so I could roll out of bed, change and get out and in reverse without spending time traveling. This was especially helpful for a slow runner like me.

Sleep
Seriously, try to atleast nap. I sometimes had only 1hr between shower and wakeup time, but even that 60min of shuteye made a difference

Get a group of friends
I would have never finished it if not for other crazy people doing it. The fact that they were all going to log in onto a zoom call made it accountable. I didn’t want to be the only one not showing up and once I was up, I might as well put the miles on.

So now … my adventure for anyone interested!

Run 1/6 – 7pm Friday

After a good luck and an enthusiastic zoom call, we were off on our first leg. I took it very easy and did 40 sec run – 20 sec walk intervals. Still the freshness must’ve made a difference as I finished it very easily AND added in a 0.5 mile cooldown walk after the 5 miles. Kelly had mentioned that she added on 1 mile to the end of her last leg to get to 31.x miles as an official 50km, and I had it in my mind to add in tiny bits throughout so I wasn’t going to be adding things at the end in fatigue.

We had takeout pizza for dinner and I ate a slice immediately after the run and went to bed after a shower.

Run 2/6 – 11pm Friday

I had actually slept for a bit before waking up at 10:30pm and that gave it a bit of thrill. Only crazies get up in the night to run and I was part of that! I was thinking of doing tiny up and downs my street, but one look outside and I gave up that idea and I went to the treadmill instead. It was another uneventful run with the same run-walk intervals as before.

I ate half a slice of the pizza leftover and went to bed after a shower.

Run 3/6 – 3am Saturday

The alarm went off at 2:30am and I groaned. Seriously? Who’s idea was this? What possessed me? Let me shut eye for just a second? I finally dragged myself out of bed at 2:50am and changed sleepily, it was cold and I threw on an old sweatshirt and dialed into the zoom. All the others looked like they were ready to hit the road, people had even gotten together to run at the local track (if I had actually met someone at that time, I would’ve been unable to have any conversation and just grunted), and then … wait for it … George and Kelly had woken up to join the call EVEN THOUGH THEY WERE NOT RUNNING !!!! What sorcery were they channelling???

I barely stumbled on to the treadmill and started my run which was more walk-run than run-walk and extremely slow. Never had I been so happy to get it done and stumble into bed. Because I had walked mostly, I wasn’t sweaty enough to shower. Thank God!

Run 4/6 – 7am Saturday

I was up at 6:20am before the alarm went off, panicking that the run was actually at 6am and I was late!! I’m glad I woke up early because I took a long time getting ready for that leg! I was still extremely sleepy and barely registered who was on the zoom call. It didn’t “feel” like I was running any slower, but I could see my sleep deprivation influencing the fatigue.

Carmen was running the 7am run “with” me and sent me encouraging messages.

I believe I finished in a sleepy haze and after a quick zoom checkin, I changed and went to bed. Showers are overrated. Way overrated. A lot of people had talked about staying up after the morning leg and talked about the importance of showers in waking up. But sleep needed, shower not needed for me.

Run 5/6 – 11am Saturday

Best. nap. ever! I woke up refreshed and ready to take on the run. Also the realization that we were more than half way through and only 2 more runs pepped me up. I ran very happy and really well for the first half of the run, but then fizzled out in fatigue and heat.

Run 6/6 – 3pm Sunday

My 14yo came out with me to run for this leg; more to support and encourage me to finish as the heat had risen to 80F (the 1st actual hottest day of the year). We drove out to a local flat road so I could thank her with Starbucks after the run. Again, we ran steady for the first half and then the heat! Oh the heat! Everything hurt and sucked and I just wanted to sit on the side of the road. She encouraged me to run tiny bits when we were in the shade and kept the flow of conversation going – which, by teenager standards of “I don’t feel like talking to anyone”, is a HUGE HUGE deal!!

Kayre was running the 3pm heat “with” me and we touched base texting at every mile.

31.16 Miles aka 50km

By the last step I took, everything hurt and everything sucked. But I did it!

I woke up at weird times.

I completed the 5 mile distance each time, even if I didn’t run all of it.

I kept going.

I loved the support of people virtually and I must say that I leaned on them every run.

My body was so fatigued from miles and sleep deprivation that my mind forgot to worry about things I cannot control.

I . loved. every. minute. of. the. thrill. of. completion! And I relished every minute of having to no longer run!

Until the next crazy adventure, because I know I need something big to get me off the couch again ….

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Yoga in the time of Quarantine – Down Dog App Review http://www.fauxrunner.com/yoga-in-the-time-of-quarantine-down-dog-app-review/ http://www.fauxrunner.com/yoga-in-the-time-of-quarantine-down-dog-app-review/#respond Wed, 25 Mar 2020 03:13:29 +0000 http://www.fauxrunner.com/?p=7218 While the first week of social distance quarantine was an experiment, this second week has started feeling surreal. Rain in back in Atlanta (YAY! – said no one ever this winter), work and school has gotten into a rhythm. Many states like California and the NY tri-state area has already given order to “Shelter in Place”. These rules are also in effect in Spain, France, to name a few, in order to curtail the spread of Covid-19 attempting to flatten...

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While the first week of social distance quarantine was an experiment, this second week has started feeling surreal. Rain in back in Atlanta (YAY! – said no one ever this winter), work and school has gotten into a rhythm. Many states like California and the NY tri-state area has already given order to “Shelter in Place”. These rules are also in effect in Spain, France, to name a few, in order to curtail the spread of Covid-19 attempting to flatten the curve. Runners in Spain have reported being stopped by police if they were out running without a dog or without appearing to shop for groceries. We in Atlanta have the luxury of going outdoors with the 6ft social distancing, inspite of increasing calls to the governor to implement Shelter in Place.

Even with the social distancing gyms, yoga studios, etc. have shutdown. But a lot of places have gotten very creative with their classes and are offering it free to the public (atleast they did last week). Plenty of local yoga studios have FB-Live classes that you can access for free. (I’m already seeing some places offer discounted memberships for online classes, so I don’t know how long these free classes will be available especially if the Covid-19 days drag on longer).

I’ve been checking out some apps and FB live classes and particularly like the “Down Dog” app on the iPhone and iPad. The developers are offering the app free until April 1st.

It’s a very customizable yoga workout app where you select the “style” of yoga, you level, what it is that you want to focus on and the duration of the practice and it will customize a workout for you.

I’ve done normal flow and Yin style for 15min focusing on hip flexors and hamstrings and it has been very easy to follow with the simple instructions. I’ve never felt obligated to spend an entire 45min-60min like I’d do in a class; even though I’ve sometimes spent that time in 3-4 different focus areas.

I don’t know how much the app normally costs, they are definitely winning me over with their free days and I might even subscribe it regularly!

Fun tidbit – Even the healthcare workers in the frontlines of fighting Covid-19 take yoga breaks!

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Video by Aaron Huey @argonautphoto | Nurses from across the University of Washington system in Seattle pause for a brief yoga and stretching session during drive-thru testing for COVID-19. See a whole series of shots and video in my IG stories. This testing facility was for UW Medicine employees, but now public testing has begun here in Seattle. Follow @argonautphoto fro more virus coverage from Seattle. #HeroHealthWorkers #CoronaVirus #covid_19

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2 weeks before the Tokyo Marathon was to happen, the race was cancelled out of concerns for the COVID-19 aka CoronaVirus. There was outrage and frustration from a lot of runners. Japan was miles away and the virus was something that was happening in China. In time the focus shifted to Boston and London Marathons. And before I could realize, race cancellations/postponements started rolling in. Rome, Paris, Barcelona, … and then Boston and London.

BOSTON. Boston was postponed. Boston which was to be my 6th and final World Marathon Majors was pushed back. Boston for which I was proud to be part of the Dana-Farber Marathon Challenge was now to be in September. I don’t quite know what my reactions were on hearing the news. All I could feel was that I was feeling empty. The postponement wasn’t entirely unexpected, but the new date was (to me at least), with the prospect of having to train through summer in Atlanta. It wasn’t like I was super awesomely trained and crushed not to race, but it was still a weird feeling.

Within a week of race cancellations came schools shutdown to online schooling, offices asked to work from home, social distancing of atleast 6ft from each other to mandatory ‘shelter in place’ in Bay Area.

After a weekend of feeling empty, I gave myself permission to NOT feel anything. I would deal with things as they come day by day. Instead, I will count my blessings.

I will run outside alone for as long as I can. Even if I my legs somehow know of the cancellation and protest having to run anything longer than 2hours.

I am trying to medidate and add yoga/stretching to my everyday life for atleast 15minutes a day. Even if my kids make fun of me and take weird photos of my poses.

I am chilling with my kids when I can. The teen is stressed out too, although she might not admit it and a late night face mask session might just help us both.

I try to have a normal work from home day. Even though I work from home plenty, I am still learning setting boundaries and expectations when EVERYONE else is also working from home.

I don’t have any questions to ask of you, but will send ‘stay safe’ vibes to everyone and hope that the situation is soon under control.

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Last month I ran the Alien Half Marathon in Roswell, GA. It is a night race that starts at 7pm in oppressive Atlanta August heat & humidity. I’ve run the race almost all years since it started in 2012. While I’m not the biggest fan of the race (just the time and the weather), I’ve loved to pace/sweep it.

This year I was assigned to pace the 3:00hr group. Race day brought us a starting temperature of 94F. While I knew that I could easily do 3:00 hrs in decent weather, I was not going to risk it in those temperatures (and oppressive humidity). It wasn’t to be to fair for the racers and not safe for me. So I opted to sweep and bring in the rear at 3:30. It was only a 15:20 pace to meet a midway cutoff and I made it very easily and came in at 3:27, bringing in about 6 people at that time – which is actually the FIRST time that I’ve had a group finish with a pace time in that race.

The best part of the race (other than the familiar crowd and pacers) was the free race photography by the extremely talented (and nice) Tim from TruSpeedPhoto – he was even able to get my teenager to smile for photos, that’s how talented he is!!

I looked up the race photos and it’s been a weird feeling since –

All I can see is that belly through the fluorescent green shirt.

The thought that I ran 13.1 hours looking like that.

I cannot see the patience I had in running for 3.5hrs, and encouraging people around me.
I cannot see the overcoming the struggles earlier in the morning to smile through this run.
I cannot see the people talking with me and telling me their stories and goals.

I cannot see the pleasant time I spent talking with Michele on the run.

All I can see is this crazy looking person with weird hair tentacles and a horrible looking body who struggles to keep running to the barest minimum of paces.

The demon that savages our confidence was in full force rampage in my head.

Then I stopped myself –

What if this was one of my kids’ race photo? Or a friend’s? Would I then see the same in the photo?

No. I would be proud and kind. Very proud and very kind.

Proud that after struggling to run 4 miles in the morning, I came back to run 13.1 in the evening.

Kind that body shape changes and I can recognize that and work towards what I want if I want to.

Patient that this is where I am at right now, whether I like it or not.

Happy that I was able to spend time running with friends and was able to push strangers to finish strong.

There is no place in my head for the demon that says I’m not good enough or I’m not beautiful or fast enough. Once that demon moves into my head, it can be very difficult to kick it out.

For I am exactly where I am to be. That is not to say that I should be happy and content with it, but it is on me to accept it or change it instead of moaning about it.

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Berlin Marathon Race Report http://www.fauxrunner.com/berlin-marathon-race-report/ http://www.fauxrunner.com/berlin-marathon-race-report/#comments Sun, 16 Feb 2020 20:56:00 +0000 http://www.fauxrunner.com/?p=7009 My Berlin Marathon race report running with my husband after a miserable summer training cycle. 5th Star in Abbott World Marathon Majors.

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“Ich bin ein Berliner”, said JFK and my sentiments echoed his words after I spent a week in Berlin that culminated in the Berlin Marathon.

BLUF

  1. Mr. FauxRunner and I ran a marathon together, and we are still married. We can get through anything together! I think I need to get this on a T-shirt.
  2. I like running in the rain. I do NOT like running in humidity.
  3. I came into the race after a miserable summer training season and with a sense of dread. Race day was very uneventful.
  4. I don’t know if I necessarily pushed myself, but I know that I held on by persisting with my run-walk intervals and not giving up to walk completely … well, atleast until almost the very end.
  5. I didn’t cry (I’m a very predictable finish line crier), but I was out of the world emotional at mile 22 and I think it took it all out of me. The whole thing felt surreal. I was probably completely spent at that point and the rest of the race was on fumes for me and the last half a mile or so was an eff-this cooldown.
  6. Nausea was my kryptonite and I can’t help thinking that I may have brought it down on myself with all the gels and the paracetamol (2 x 500mg) on top of a very minimal breakfast of 2 slices of toast 3hrs before race start.
Mr. FauxRunner and I ran a marathon together, and we are still married.

Race Morning

Race morning dawned bright and cool. I wish I could say that … but it was 57F and cloudy with a humidity of 95%.

Our wave H (everyone with a time of 4:15 or slower or first marathon) was starting at 10:10am, so Amy and I made plans to meet at the Zoo station at 8:15am. We got to the Berlin Central Station (which is one of my favorite stations in Berlin with its open architecture!) and walked down to the start with a pit stop. All of which took less than 40min and we were in our start wave by 9:00am!

Berlin Marathon

We sat down to wait and then joined in one of the best start line party moves about 20min before the start. I danced some to make sure my hips were lose.

As we started moving at 10:10am, I was hit by panic and made a beeline for a very very nasty portapotty on the side of the corrals – looks like subconsciously I did not want to have a repeat of the Tokyo marathon 😉

Mile 1 – 8

I quickly settled into a steady easy pace with a 1min run :: 30 second walk intervals inspite of Mr. FauxRunner’s best ability to try to get me run more or run faster – I run by feel and do NOT let anyone mess with my pacing. We lost Amy as she stopped to tie her shoelaces around mile 4, and came across Kim at mile 5 or so.

Berlin Marathon

The rain soon started, but it was a welcome respite from the humidity and it didn’t bother me. After the Tokyo Marathon’s cold monsoon rain, Berlin’s rain in 65F temps was welcome!

The weirdest thing about these miles were how lonely they were. There was no indication that 40,000+ runners had started the race, I had never been so alone so early in a race this size! I was talking about it with Mr. FauxRunner when another runner overheard me and said that we’d soon pass them all after the half way point – how was I going to pass people if there was no one left to passs!!

Mile 9 – 14

I remember not being happy, and I’d always said that if I can get to mile 10 without already wanting the race to be done, I’d think the race a success. Mile marker 20km frustrated me – it was not even halfway point yet.

I knew instinctively that I was slowing down and told myself that as long as I kept up with the run-walk intervals I’d still be moving along. That is just what I did. I did take an extra walk break once in a while to stretch out, but for most part kept moving along at the intervals.

Mile 15 – 21

I thought about how I did not run more than a 1-2 of 14 miles in training at all (even those were miserable. Not for a lack of training commitment but because something was messing me up and I was just unable to progress.) but then came up the Mantra “Surprise Yourself” inspired by Mark telling me that I might find that I would surprise myself on race day. Maybe it was second wind hitting me or maybe the caffeine gels were taking effect or maybe the mental countdown with the mantra … all of a sudden I could FEEL myself running easy again compared to dragging my feet earlier.

The girl who had reassured us earlier that we’d pass people later was right – we started passing a lot of people. Mr. FauxRunner, not normally a talker anyway, was shaking his head while I was talking to people around me. I can’t help it – I get my energy from people around me.

Mile 22

I don’t know if this was my wall in the true sense, but everything in me rebelled. And it rebelled all at once. I told myself that the mental thing I WOULD get through – I was going to just keep going at the 1min:30 sec intervals and surprise myself. The physical pain was starting to hit but I told myself that the paracetamol (don’t flame me!) I had sneaked in and those caffeine gels would be taking the edge off soon. The nauseous feeling in my stomach however, I could not shake off. I stopped for a bit to see if I could throw up and feel better. Nada.

We passed the hotel at which we were staying and suddenly I burst into loud ugly sobs. Poor Mr. FauxRunner, he was probably suffering and he was faced with me going full on cry mode. Sure I was suffering, but it wasn’t anything in particular that triggered the cry, it just started suddenly and I couldn’t control it.

Mile 23 – 24

Something about the tears helped emotionally and I was back to running. But the nausea persisted. I knew I had to take just one more gel (my last one was at mile 19), but I wasn’t thinking straight and I didn’t 🙁

Mantra – keep going with the intervals and surprise yourself.

Mile 24-25

The nausea was … well … pretty nauseous. Every step was making my stomach go whirls. I dropped down the run-walk intervals to 30seconds run: 30 seconds walk.

I asked Mr. FauxRunner if that was going to bother him, but he gave me a grunt and a thumbs up. And we kept moving.

Mile 26 – End

When we passed Gendarmenmarkt, a very open and beautiful square that we’d spent time hanging out at earlier, I distinctly remember the feeling of Eff-This and I warned Mr. FauxRunner that I was going to curse and borrowed from Peter Capaldi saying “Fuck-Fuckity-Fuck”. He tried to encourage me through his own haze but that was it for me. I didn’t have the strength to fight the nausea and the blackness and anything else anymore.

I was surprised how close we were to the finish and how I was just so out of it. I didn’t care anymore. I was power walking so I was still going ahead and not death marching but I didn’t have any spirit left. The only other time I’ve felt so in the last mile of a marathon was in Marine Corps Marathon when I gave everything I had until I didn’t have anything anymore in the last mile.

I did however have the presence of mind to get a great photo in front of Brandenburg gate.

Berlin Marathon

Finish line and Beyond

Finish line was about 300ft from Brandenburg gate. It was a relief, more than a relief! We quickly got a plastic sheet (that we hated since it was sticking to us unless a heat blanket) and went looking for the poncho we had signup for instead of bag drop.

Berlin Marathon

I bumped into Latha who I’d met at NYCM. And Amy found us at the Berlin Central station to ride back together.

Berlin Marathon

As we got off the station and hobbled back to the hotel, I dry heaved and “threw up”. It helped with the nausea but then the waves of dry heave didn’t stop. Mr. FauxRunner forced me to eat a few bites of a banana and that seemed to settle my stomach a bit. A shower and more food later seemed to definitely help; the nauseous feeling persisted but was manageable and the dry heaving stopped.

Shower and stretching and room service dinner got us in a much better position for some great nighttime photos at the Brandenburg gate.

Berlin Marathon

Mr. FauxRunner took an ibuprofen and slept the night while I was up until 12:30 am and then up again at 3 am. I can never sleep the night after a marathon – I suspect all the sugar from the gels and the caffeine for someone who never takes any caffeine does a number on me.

Final Thoughts

Berlin has an official published time limit of 6hrs 15min from the time the last person crosses the start and in the past people had reports of finishing up on the sidelines and still getting a medal. This year, we heard of people being asked to get on the broom wagon and those finishing on the sidelines after the 6:15 official finish (about 4:50-4:55pm) finding the finish line blocked after the Brandenburg gate. I am glad I didn’t know this until after – I would’ve certainly freaked out and would not have left the corral in the beginning for one last portapotty visit (unnecessarily freak out, I know but the way the summer training went for me I know I would’ve been nervous all throughout)

My mind and heart is ready to get back running as soon as my body has recovered. After Tokyo, I was mentally exhausted and took a month (or two) off. Maybe going into the race with zero expectations except to finish officially helped.

Berlin Marathon
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When I was training for Berlin Marathon and the summer was sucking the soul out of me, I thought that I had hit rock bottom. I was struggling to run sub-14 min/mile, struggling at anything over 90-100 minutes of running (which at my pace is only 6-8 miles) while training for a marathon. The last few weeks leading up to Berlin was the biggest thought of HOW in the world was I going to run for 6 hrs if I struggled to run just 1.5 hours.

After I held it together at Berlin Marathon, I came back full of enthusiasm to run strong in cold weather. I did fall sick a bit (my post-marathon bout) but soon picked my routine back up, with the added Orangetheory classes (8 classes/month package). At 8 weeks after Berlin and 5 weeks after sickness, you’d think that I would be back to running strong.

But …

I am struggling. AGAIN.

It started out as being “too cold” to run when the cold winter wave moved in after summer before Fall had a chance. But then moved to the territory of struggling to breathe while running even with perfect running temperatures.

My weight has crept up (HOW HOW HOW) and I am officially the heaviest I’ve been in almost 8 years. With the added lbs on the scale, my belly looks like it is 7 months pregnant. I put away ALL my clothes and had to buy new sizedup clothes. Even my sports bra is too tight!

The red pinstripe in this photo was bought 2 years ago and I CANNOT EVEN GET THE ENDS TO TOUCH now!!!

My race photos, which used to be my pride with smiles and pride, is something I’m turning away from. And that – THAT is NOT ok with me. I love my race photos and make it a point to smile and I usually have good photos.

These photos are my most recent race photos taken in November, August and September of 2019.

These photos were taken in 2017 when I was at my running best in Oct 2017, March 2018 and April 2018 (2 days before my injury manifested itself)

Strava tells me that I average 5.5 hrs of training/week. I hate hate hate hate being slow even after putting in so much training. ALL I want to do is to be able to run with friends for once instead of always being the loner because I can’t keep up.

A comparison I had posted from 2009 September vs 2012 September. Right now, I look closer to the left than on the right.
My progression through Peachtree 10k in July from 2009-2015. I can barely probably make a 1:20-1:25 in that race now and definitely looks more like 2009 than anything else.

Something needs to change. I need to change. My attitude needs to change. My discipline needs to change.

I can’t live in this viciousness of beating myself up. And I know that I won’t stop beating myself or stop trying to better myself.

Accountability

I believe that I know what is needed to be done. Nutrition is KEY along with lifting and cardio. I only have one of the three covered. I have been making efforts to get down to the others as well.

And I shall – I am worth the effort. I am worth the love. If nothing else, I will not let go without a fight. Hence starts my accountability right here.

I will write TWICE a week about my food (7 days is too long to go), one as a food log/meal prep and another as a share of a recipe that I tried, even if its one that everyone knows. Writing it and having to take a photo will keep me accountable.

Why write it here instead of finding a buddy?
Because I’ve often found it difficult to talk to someone about WHY I made the choice I did and so .. I lie. But I cannot lie to myself, I know what I’m putting in my mouth and I shall be accountable.

I am worth the effort. Let’s see where it takes me.

No more Ms. Nice to myself

Motivation

I am not going to be “nice” to myself and give myself the permission to eat my feelings. I am worth investing the effort into being who I want to be, and if that is someone who can run a min/mile faster, then I AM worth taking the effort to try to be that.


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How to choose the right coach for you http://www.fauxrunner.com/how-to-choose-a-coach/ http://www.fauxrunner.com/how-to-choose-a-coach/#respond Wed, 05 Feb 2020 08:30:00 +0000 http://www.fauxrunner.com/?p=7164 It’s been 4 weeks into the new year and athletes have had a chance to assess their goals and where they stand at. If they find that they are not where they want to be, or if they have a challenging goal, athletes turn to a coach to help them get to their goals. The world of finding a coach can be overwhelming and confusing. I’ve gone through this 3 times and each time it is agonizing! After sifting through...

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It’s been 4 weeks into the new year and athletes have had a chance to assess their goals and where they stand at. If they find that they are not where they want to be, or if they have a challenging goal, athletes turn to a coach to help them get to their goals. The world of finding a coach can be overwhelming and confusing. I’ve gone through this 3 times and each time it is agonizing! After sifting through a ton of information, I’m sharing some tips on how to choose the right coach for you.

what to look for in a coach

1. Cost

I wish I could bring this up in the very beginning. I feel very very very awkward to start off with my budget. But ultimately that’s a major part of any decision process. Of course, you can still contact the coach to see if they’ll work out some kind of structure with you. 

2. Communication

How often do you like feedback, chat, etc with your coach? Be realistic to yourself on what you expect and that will allow you to communicate that to your coach. A lot of coaches tie in the level of communication to their pricing structures.

3. Training Philosophy

I haven’t given it much importance when I’ve looked for a coach. Mainly because I don’t know enough about different schools of run/tri training. I think this is something athletes discover after they’ve been training with a coach for a few months. It’s hard to judge on words how you respond to that kind of training. 

4. References 

And not just from the current athletes but also athletes who’ve parted ways with the coach for whatever reason. I’ve seen some really good coaches produce some really awesome results in athletes, and these are athletes who give it their all. What about their coaching  rouge athletes? 

In this sport and in this day of social media, when almost everything is by word of mouth, references mean a lot – but I’m at a loss of words on how to ask for a reference. Here’s this really sought after coach and here I am, a back of the back finisher asking them for references… Awkward. (It could be my personality and you might find it easier to. I really think that it’s important to talk to former athletes). 

5. Personality 

When you meet/talk with the potential coach, how do you both get along? Yes, the athlete-coach is a professional relationship but there’s a certain amount of personal involved as well. I call this the gut feeling – you just know. 


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Here are some other articles from the internet that I had referenced.

How to choose a coach (Ironman.com)

3 steps to finding a coach (Ironman.com)

Tips to finding a right coach (Active.com)

Analyze your personality to find your right coach (Triathlete.com) 

What kind of questions to ask a coach (Endurancenation.com)

Thoughts on triathlon coaching (DC Rainmaker) 

Hire the best triathlon coach for you – don’t be a dodo bird (Slayer of TriCoachGeorgia)

Ultimately, when you choose a coach, trust them. You won’t see results in 4 weeks, give it time and follow the plan. Ask questions and don’t be afraid when you feel that something isn’t working out. A good coach will welcome curiosity and will want to foster the athlete-coach relationship.

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<![CDATA[ <p>This week of riding in Tuscon, Arizona with The Cycling House is a &#8220;let&#8217;s see how ready Smitha is to build on for the bike rides in summer in the Alps&#8221;. The shakeout ride on Day 1 evoked reminiscences of a July day nearly three years past when we embarked from West Glacier into Glacier National Park. Back then, the sun blazed down upon us, and the elevation gain on the ride far exceeded our expectations. In contrast, today&#8217;s shakeout...</p> <p class="read-more"><a class="btn btn-default" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/day-1-shakeout-ride-in-tuscon/"> Read More<span class="screen-reader-text"> Read More</span></a></p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/day-1-shakeout-ride-in-tuscon/">Day 1 &#8211; Shakeout Ride in Tuscon</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p>This week of riding in Tuscon, Arizona with The Cycling House is a &#8220;let&#8217;s see how ready Smitha is to build on for the bike rides in summer in the Alps&#8221;. </p> <p>The shakeout ride on Day 1 evoked reminiscences of a July day nearly three years past when we embarked from West Glacier into Glacier National Park. Back then, the sun blazed down upon us, and the elevation gain on the ride far exceeded our expectations. In contrast, today&#8217;s shakeout ride served as a genuine warm-up, primarily focused on testing our bikes.</p> <p>Following a gravel segment featuring flowing water, we transitioned onto the roads of Tucson until reaching the base of the ascent to Mt. Lemmon. The road leading to the initial switchback was a seemingly endless, gradual incline until suddenly, the path veered upward along the mountainside. It was then that it struck me &#8211; this was indeed a formidable mountain. While Becky opted to turn back, reserving the climb for Saturday, I was determined to gauge the challenge. Strike a deal with the accompanying guide, I committed to tackling just an eighth of the visible climb to the next switchback (why precisely an eighth, I couldn&#8217;t say&#8230; it just felt feasible) and began ascending. Before I knew it, I had covered at least half a mile, if not more.</p> <p>Mental notes to store away &#8211; the first part of the ride is climbable. It was slooooow grind on the lowest gear for me, but I believe I can climb it. </p> <p>We ended the day with some wonderful Mediterranean dinner and a plan for the next day.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7461" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-300x49.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-604x98.jpg 604w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /><figcaption>The peak was the road up to Mt. Lemmon. Another 25 miles more to the top!</figcaption></figure></div> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-1.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7462" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-1.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-1-300x224.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-1-362x270.jpg 362w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-2.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7463" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-2.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-2-222x300.jpg 222w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-2-200x270.jpg 200w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <p>And because food photos are a must!</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-3.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7464" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-3.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-3-224x300.jpg 224w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-3-201x270.jpg 201w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-4.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7465" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-4.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-4-242x300.jpg 242w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/image-4-218x270.jpg 218w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/day-1-shakeout-ride-in-tuscon/">Day 1 &#8211; Shakeout Ride in Tuscon</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p>&#8220;All you need is the plan, the road map, and the courage to press on to your destination&#8221; Boston was my sixth and last stop to complete the World Marathon Majors that started after I ran London Marathon in 2016 and got a lottery spot to New York City Marathon in 2018 (I had earlier run my very first marathon in Chicago Marathon 2011 and a repeat at Chicago Marathon 2012 even before I knew of the World Majors). Tokyo...</p> <p class="read-more"><a class="btn btn-default" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/boston-marathon-race-report/"> Read More<span class="screen-reader-text"> Read More</span></a></p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/boston-marathon-race-report/">Boston Marathon Race Report</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <blockquote class="wp-block-quote"><p>&#8220;All you need is the plan, the road map, and the courage to press on to your destination&#8221;</p></blockquote> <p>Boston was my sixth and last stop to complete the World Marathon Majors that started after I ran <a href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/london-marathon-race-report/">London Marathon</a> in 2016 and got a lottery spot to New York City Marathon in 2018 (I had earlier run my very first marathon in <a href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/d-day-own-chicago-262/">Chicago Marathon 2011</a> and a repeat at <a href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/chicago-what-if-marathon/">Chicago Marathon 2012</a> even before I knew of the World Majors). <a href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/tokyo-marathon-race-report/">Tokyo Marathon 2019</a> in March and <a href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/berlin-marathon-race-report/">Berlin Marathon 2019</a> in September quickly followed. Boston Marathon 2020 was to be my final and 6th world marathon.</p> <p>After losing my charity spot from 2020 Boston due to Covid, I was adrift in the running world. A few random challenges, the virtual Boston in September 2020, and some 10 miles a week with my puppy was all I kept up with while I shifted focus to Biking adventures and fell in love with Peloton. Out of the blue this year, I was lucky to get one of the 100 lottery spots for those who had finished 5 of the world majors and needed just Boston to complete the 6-Star journey. So on to Boston I went!</p> <h2>Race Training</h2> <p>I NEVER thought I&#8217;d be one of those people who started a race untrained. I don&#8217;t even like to run a 10k without training let alone a marathon. </p> <p>But &#8230; that&#8217;s what I did. Things had been stressful in the past year and I&#8217;d slowly gained 12-15lbs in just one year after surviving the Covid weight gain. And then life turned completely upside down in January, to the point that I would sit and stare at my computer blankly or keep myself occupied with extra work rather than face life. </p> <p>I had an excuse for every missed training run. <br>I had an excuse for not training on hills. <br>I had an excuse for not doing speedwork. <br>I had an excuse for not losing weight. <br>All excuses stemming from life happening and getting old. </p> <p>Race weekend got here way too early, even as I was watching time pass by with less and less training. </p> <h2>Expo and Pre Race</h2> <p>The looooooooong walk from the expo entrance to number pickup was more than enough as a shakeout walk for me!! The pickup itself was very simple. Not many vendors to tempt me to shop, but I did pick up some CBD salve and roll-on for race day aches and pains and hopefully keep the hamstring from screaming too much.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.16.16-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7414" width="488" height="650" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.16.16-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.16.16-AM-225x300.jpg 225w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /></figure></div> <p>The day before the race had a huge gathering of 200 Golden Retrievers in honor of Spencer, the Boston Strong Golden Retriever, at Boston Commons and was a great stress buster.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.10.43-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7413" width="488" height="362" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.10.43-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.10.43-AM-300x223.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.10.43-AM-100x75.jpg 100w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /></figure></div> <p>Lunch with Dawn who came over from Hull, dinner at the hotel with Maria and her husband and it was time to get in bed by 8 pm.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.16.05-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7415" width="488" height="659" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.16.05-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.16.05-AM-222x300.jpg 222w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /></figure></div> <h2>Race Morning</h2> <p>Race morning dawned bright and cool. I wish I could say that … but it was in the 50s and cloudy with a will it-won&#8217;t it drizzle. Maria and I walked down to the Boston Commons from our hotel for the boarding buses to Hopkinton with a SEA of people. The bus ride to Hopkinton was uneventful; our bus did not get lost or get into an accident like a few other buses (!!), even though it felt very very long &#8211; a premonition that the return on foot was going to be even longer.</p> <p>By the time we got off the bus at Hopkinton, the rain was a slow and steady drizzle. Portapotty stop and the long long walk to the corrals and before I knew it, I was in my corral and ready to go at 11:15am! </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.08.44-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7412" width="488" height="605" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.08.44-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.08.44-AM-242x300.jpg 242w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /><figcaption>This is Bailey cheering runners walking to the start! Can&#8217;t have been more than 3 months old with that cute cute baby Golden face.</figcaption></figure></div> <h2>Race Strategy</h2> <p>This race was going to be more mental than physical. My #1 goal was to finish the distance of 26.2 miles. Times, cutoffs, splits, &#8230; everything else was secondary. </p> <p>So my &#8220;race strategy&#8221; was more mental than physical pacing.</p> <p>The breakup of the race mentally was <br>Miles 1-12 until the Wellesley College to get my legs moving and <br>Miles 13-16 to prepare for what lay ahead<br>Miles 16-22 of &#8220;just&#8221; 4-5 miles of Newton Hills <br>Miles 22-26.2 get to the finish by any means, crawl if necessary. <br>All the time running by feel. </p> <p>Easy Peasy. Easier said than done.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.28.29-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7405" width="488" height="614" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.28.29-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.28.29-AM-238x300.jpg 238w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /><figcaption>There was a huge &#8220;Desi&#8221; (Indian subcontinent origin) group at the start volunteering and at the first few miles. They gave me extra cheers and I felt like royalty!</figcaption></figure></div> <h2>Mile 1 – 12</h2> <p>My entire training season, I&#8217;d trained with 30 seconds run :: 30 seconds walk (sometimes 40:20) on the long runs and running straight out on shorter runs. The first 3-4 miles were very very crowded and I planned to run that straight out. Since I am physically incapable of running faster than I should, I did not worry that I&#8217;d start out too fast.</p> <p>My plan was to keep it easy and steady those miles and that&#8217;s what I did. Took walk breaks consistently, although not every 30 seconds like I had planned. I was running slow and steady enough that I felt ok to take the gamble that it wouldn&#8217;t come back to hurt me later.</p> <p>Somewhere around Mile 4-5, Carrie found me in the mass of runners and we chatted for a bit before she went ahead with her runners from the Dana Farber group. Our distinct conversation point was how humid it was. A few miles later, the drizzle got stronger into a steady rain. And once it stopped, the wind picked up and it got cold! </p> <p>Highlight along with seeing Carrie &#8211; These adorable Goldens who were at Mile 3 just like Spencer, the Boston Strong Golden Retriever, in years past. This was the only photo op that I stopped for on course.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.27.21-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7404" width="488" height="480" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.27.21-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.27.21-AM-300x295.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /></figure></div> <h2>Mile 13 &#8211; 16</h2> <p>The crowds at the famous Wellesley Scream Tunnel had dwindled by the time the back of the pack rolled along. But the girls who stayed back were still capable of a deafening roaring cheer to lift spirits and paces &#8211; I recorded my fastest mile of the race there. </p> <p>Another highlight of the Wellesley mile &#8211; witnessing a Wedding Proposal! She said YES!</p> <h2>Mile 17 &#8211; 22 The Newton Hills</h2> <p>The legendary Newton Hills, of which the infamous Heartbreak Hill is just one. The stuff that breaks people and races. The hills that destroy all muscle groups. The point in the race that tells the story of all the previous miles. And I was hitting all those hills past my longest training run which was on pancake flat.</p> <p>My mental goal was simple &#8211; It is just 5 miles. Be purposeful.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.43.43-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7409" width="488" height="252" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.43.43-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.43.43-AM-300x155.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /></figure></div> <p>Apart from my steady but super short and of course super slow intervals up the hills, I focused on &#8220;walking with purpose&#8221; up the hills. My usual walk style is ambling along and my family always tells me to &#8216;walk with purpose&#8217;. I especially annoy them at airports when I take my sweet time and they are waiting for me at the gate. Walking with purpose kept me mentally in the game without the defeatist hands-on-hips walk. </p> <p>For most of the race, I had been running more with intermittent walk breaks maybe every 2 minutes or every 3 minutes. On the hills, I switched it up to my original plan of 30:30, sometimes even as short as 20:20. Anything to keep it moving and get over the hills. </p> <h2>Miles 22 &#8211; Finish</h2> <p>Coming out of Newton Hills, It was just a shot to the finish and that&#8217;s when I started paying attention to my Garmin. Like all marathons, these were the miles that were all a blur, where you really want things to be done, where every mile feels like it&#8217;s 10 miles long.</p> <p>I had already been pleasantly surprised by how I had handled the past 21 miles. I wasn&#8217;t feeling drained yet and my injury was holding up surprisingly without any pain. So instead of the strategy <em>get to the finish</em>, my strategy shifted to <em>don&#8217;t give up</em>. And so I ran. Those last miles, I truly ran with my heart. </p> <p>At times it felt like I was all alone in the race. I had planned to run with music and had made my playlist the night before. But then race morning, I forgot my headphones and since I&#8217;m NOT one to put music on loud, I just sang through my playlist in my head and enjoyed the music by supporters &#8211; Backstreet Boys seemed to be the jam of the spectators that day. I heard the song FOUR times on the course.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.37.36-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7408" width="488" height="471" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.37.36-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.37.36-AM-300x290.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /><figcaption>A whole group of military police stood out at this point and cheered runners on. </figcaption></figure></div> <p>Somewhere along the course were a group of young men with Red Sox jackets cheering us with the words “Welcome to Boston”. It was heartening to see some of the Red Sox fans stick around to cheer us back of the packers &#8211; one of the highlight moments is apparently when you are running past Fenway Park just as fans are pouring out of the game.</p> <p>The famous CITGO sign that signals the one mile from the finish of the Boston Marathon was shrouded in fog and mist. Maybe it was my head at that point in the race, but the sign looked way bigger than what I thought it would look like. </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.31.46-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7406" width="488" height="655" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.31.46-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.31.46-AM-223x300.jpg 223w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /></figure></div> <p>Those last miles weren&#8217;t easy. It never is that late in a marathon no matter the pace. </p> <p>Every part of my body was hurting and I truly thought that my quads would give out &#8211; something I had been warned of due to the net effect of the initial downhill miles and then the Newton hills. I was ok with it not being easy and kept going. I never once got to the point where I started questioning the meaning of life and never had to ponder over my questionable life choices. </p> <p>I just &#8230; ran&#8230; </p> <p>I focused on picking people to pass and passed on everyone but 3. Only one person passed me. The two that I could not pass, I kept in my sight and maintained the differntial distance. My mantra during these miles was borrowed from Ben Alldis, one of my favorite Peloton instructors &#8211; <em>You did not come this far to just get this far</em>.</p> <h2>The Finish</h2> <p>My Garmin had hit 26.2 way before the finish line and when I voiced out WTF Where&#8217;s the Finish? A lady I was running alongside said the iconic words &#8220;Right on Hereford, Left on Boylston&#8221;.</p> <p>The Right on Hereford was a very short distance but the finish line from Left on Boylston felt another mile away. I had flashbacks to Berlin where I hit 26 miles at Brandenburg Gate and then &#8230; I hit the wall hard and just gave up. This time, I kept running to the finish greeted by the cheers of people still 2 deep that late in the day. I can only imagine how the roar would&#8217;ve been at a &#8220;normal finish time&#8221;.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.48.15-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7410" width="488" height="323" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.48.15-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.48.15-AM-300x199.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /><figcaption>Don&#8217;t come at me for the watermark &#8211; I AM buying the photos !!! I love almost all photos from Boston and will be buying the package.</figcaption></figure></div> <p>Waiting for us at the finish line was the famed Unicorn medal &#8211; NOT !! The race had run out of medals about half an hour before. I have plenty to say about that, but I will not say that here. BAA did contact us to get the medal mailed to us.</p> <p>My first stop after a finish line photo and the space blanket was the Abbot tent to check if I had made the 6 stars. They checked if the clock was still running (it was!), checked my name off the list, and gave me the 6-star medal.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.56.33-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7411" width="488" height="649" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.56.33-AM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-7.56.33-AM-225x300.jpg 225w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /></figure></div> <p>Based on the pathetic training season of injuries and stress from life, the extra Covid 19 lbs, and my long training runs on the absolute flats, I had estimated my finish time to be 6hrs 25min &#8211; 6hr 40min with a lot of walking built in. I came in so much stronger than I&#8217;d anticipated. I was absolutely elated at how I had run and paced and then run some more with a LOT of heart when my legs weren&#8217;t trained enough. </p> <h2>But &#8230; Did I Finish?</h2> <p>The clock had read 5:33 pm when I crossed with a time of 6hrs 17min. </p> <p>In the end, it turned out to be not enough. <br>I learned through Facebook groups that the &#8220;cutoff&#8221; that day was apparently 5:30 pm or 5:26 pm or 5:27 pm or &#8230; whatever the time anyone was saying it was. </p> <p>The race cutoff is &#8220;6 hours from the time the last person crosses the start line&#8221; but is never verified by the BAA in any year. </p> <p>I did celebrate that finish time in ignorance that I was &#8220;official&#8221;. I still don&#8217;t know since I still get emails from Boston and Abbott congratulating me, but then the last split after 39.2km in the results is greyed out but I have a final finish time recorded.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-26-at-2.50.06-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7428" width="325" height="512" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-26-at-2.50.06-PM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-26-at-2.50.06-PM-190x300.jpg 190w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-26-at-2.50.06-PM-171x270.jpg 171w" sizes="(max-width: 325px) 100vw, 325px" /></figure></div> <h2>Wait &#8230; Does it count?</h2> <p>Someone said that my Boston finish &#8220;doesn&#8217;t count&#8221;. </p> <p>I do not care if it counts or not. <br>I got to the start line of the Boston Marathon, I ran the race with a strong heart, I crossed the finish line in good faith, and received the 6-Star World Marathon Majors medal in good faith. </p> <p>So &#8230; if anyone says it doesn&#8217;t count, I&#8217;m not arguing. <br>If anyone says it counts, I&#8217;m not arguing with that either.</p> <h2>No Regrets </h2> <p>No regrets &#8211; that’s the dominant emotion I want as I look back at any race. (Borrowed from my favorite sportsperson crush, Steve Waugh, the former Australian Cricket Captain)</p> <p>And that’s what I still feel. Bugger the time …<br><br>I have fundraised for every World Major that I have ever run (even for the ones that I got a lottery spot), pushed myself out of my comfort zone, been (mostly) disciplined and focused, traveled with my family to places, and made many many friends along the way.</p> <p>My goal was to cross the finish line, on the sidewalk if necessary. I&#8217;m proud of how I ran and I couldn&#8217;t have run any better. That I am just so infernally slow always is just pure shitty luck of the genetic draw. </p> <p>So absolutely NO REGRETS! </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.41.19-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7417" width="443" height="675" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.41.19-AM.jpg 590w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/04/Screenshot-2023-04-23-at-8.41.19-AM-197x300.jpg 197w" sizes="(max-width: 443px) 100vw, 443px" /><figcaption><em>Don&#8217;t come at me for the watermark &#8211; I AM buying the photos !!! </em></figcaption></figure></div> <p>Until next time &#8230; </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="alignleft size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature.png" alt="" class="wp-image-5017" width="262" height="97" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature.png 524w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature-300x111.png 300w" sizes="(max-width: 262px) 100vw, 262px" /></figure></div> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/boston-marathon-race-report/">Boston Marathon Race Report</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p><em>The epic trip that was a year in the making is a good reason to carve out some time to write again! There is way more that I want to store in my memories about this week (I just have to transcribe each day of my travel diary to this blog) but writing down this generic one before I leave that world too far behind and before I forget too much. </em></p> <p>How do I even begin to put down on paper my feelings &amp; thoughts after an epic tour such as the Glacier to Yellowstone Bike Tour with <a href="https://thecyclinghouse.com/">The Cycling House</a>? Do I describe the miles every day, the climbs, the scenery, the journey of riding multiple days, or the multitude of &#8230; oh so many many different emotions!</p> <p>I think I’ll start with the experience of a <strong>non-cyclist</strong> doing a multi-day bike tour with The Cycling House.</p> <h1>Be Adventurous</h1> <blockquote class="wp-block-quote"><p>Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.</p></blockquote> <p>Our tour idea started when Barbara put forth the suggestion a year ago as we were all coming to the realization that Covid wasn&#8217;t a 2 week or a 2-month thing. I signed up out of FOMO but still had a lot of reservations &#8211; I am not a cyclist, I&#8217;ve never &#8216;fallen in love&#8217; with the bike even when I was pulling in 100-120 miles/week during my months of training for Augusta 70.3. What was I getting myself into for thinking I could ride an entire week!!!! </p> <p>Every adventure needs a bit of excitement and nervousness. And I&#8217;ve always enjoyed the ride only if I throw myself into it 120% without half ar$ing it! We trained indoors, we trained outdoors, we even went on a &#8220;Johnston Mountain&#8221; adventure. </p> <p>Going into the tour without any expectations other than a wish to complete and without any restrictions of time limitations, gave me the freedom to try something I&#8217;ve never done before in the company of friends. I loved being a tourist on the bike and taking in the scenery and my thoughts way more than I could do from a car.</p> <p>After saying never for the past 6-7 years, the Universe opened me up to the possibility of loving cycling.</p> <figure class="wp-block-gallery columns-2 is-cropped"><ul class="blocks-gallery-grid"><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_2144.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7340" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_2144.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/img_2144/" class="wp-image-7340" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_2144.jpeg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_2144-300x225.jpeg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_2144-320x240.jpeg 320w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_2144-100x75.jpeg 100w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0161.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7341" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0161.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/img_0161/" class="wp-image-7341" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0161.jpeg 558w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0161-225x300.jpeg 225w" sizes="(max-width: 558px) 100vw, 558px" /></figure></li></ul></figure> <h1>Be Pampered</h1> <p>During our Alaska vacation earlier in the year, my family joked that I would be treated to a vacation where all I would have to do was show up &#8211; they&#8217;d take care of everything, including my packing. &#8220;Joked&#8221; being the keyword of this pipe dream. As with almost every mom, even on a vacation, I&#8217;m trying to do it all &#8211; constantly thinking of activities to do, things to see, and what to eat, and how to keep everyone from ripping each other&#8217;s heads off. </p> <p>This tour, however, was a TRUE vacation for me. Yes, we added on miles and elevation every single day. But the rest of it was absolute bliss. Everything was taken care of &#8230; to the point that I started feeling embarrassed about a grown ar$e person like me just sitting around doing nothing and plates of food magically appearing/cleared away!</p> <p>Never in my adult life had I been taken care of and pampered so much. And for a brief moment, I forgot that I had a real life to go back to. </p> <figure class="wp-block-gallery columns-3 is-cropped"><ul class="blocks-gallery-grid"><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5379.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7309" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5379.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/?attachment_id=7309" class="wp-image-7309" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5379.jpeg 558w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5379-225x300.jpeg 225w" sizes="(max-width: 558px) 100vw, 558px" /></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_8627.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7325" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_8627.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/img_8627/" class="wp-image-7325" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_8627.jpeg 479w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_8627-193x300.jpeg 193w" sizes="(max-width: 479px) 100vw, 479px" /></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0584.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7331" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0584.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/img_0584/" class="wp-image-7331" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0584.jpeg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0584-300x225.jpeg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0584-320x240.jpeg 320w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0584-100x75.jpeg 100w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5391.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7333" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5391.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/img_5391/" class="wp-image-7333" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5391.jpeg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5391-300x225.jpeg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5391-320x240.jpeg 320w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5391-100x75.jpeg 100w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></li></ul></figure> <h1>Be Badass</h1> <blockquote class="wp-block-quote"><p>It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.</p><cite>Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland</cite></blockquote> <p>Day 1’s shake-out ride was hot, miserable, and honestly a little scary thinking of days ahead. I had a mini temper tantrum that evening. </p> <p>Day 2 brought a wonderful climb on Going to the Sun Road up to Logan Pass to cheering from cars trailing behind me and it all seemed like a dream. I was elated!</p> <figure class="wp-block-gallery columns-2 is-cropped"><ul class="blocks-gallery-grid"><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-29-at-8.03.32-AM.jpg" alt="" data-id="7327" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-29-at-8.03.32-AM.jpg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/screen-shot-2021-07-29-at-8-03-32-am/" class="wp-image-7327" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-29-at-8.03.32-AM.jpg 504w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-29-at-8.03.32-AM-281x300.jpg 281w" sizes="(max-width: 504px) 100vw, 504px" /></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0035.jpg" alt="" data-id="7328" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0035.jpg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/img_0035/" class="wp-image-7328" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0035.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0035-225x300.jpg 225w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></li></ul></figure> <p>On Day 3 of the tour, I had a fatigued and uninspiring first 25 miles and I thought about pulling the plug on the ride midway. That evening I wrote &#8211; <em>&#8220;Have you ever felt the exact moment that you had a mental mind-shift? The 2nd half of this 55-mile ride was my moment. Andrew didn’t let me think of stopping because I was having so much fun and I finished on the most incredible high and mentally I felt the shift in me from nervous &#8220;can I do it&#8221; to a matter of fact &#8220;why not, I will do it&#8221;.&#8221;</em></p> <figure class="wp-block-gallery columns-2 is-cropped"><ul class="blocks-gallery-grid"><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0417.jpeg" alt="GlacierToYellowstone" data-id="7301" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0417.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/img_0417" class="wp-image-7301" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0417.jpeg 558w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_0417-225x300.jpeg 225w" sizes="(max-width: 558px) 100vw, 558px" /></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-28-at-2.14.37-PM.jpg" alt="GlacierToYellowstone" data-id="7298" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-28-at-2.14.37-PM.jpg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/?attachment_id=7298" class="wp-image-7298" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-28-at-2.14.37-PM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-28-at-2.14.37-PM-300x230.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-28-at-2.14.37-PM-520x400.jpg 520w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></li></ul></figure> <p>And this on the day of Beartooth Pass ride (Day 6) &#8211; <em>&#8220;That moment where you see what you just did and realize what you are capable of and how much more you are than what you think. I didn’t think I’d be able to climb Beartooth. But I did. I never knew what I was capable of. And it still surprises me.&#8221;</em></p> <figure class="wp-block-gallery columns-2 is-cropped"><ul class="blocks-gallery-grid"><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5477.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7303" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/img_5477" class="wp-image-7303" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5477.jpeg 558w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5477-225x300.jpeg 225w" sizes="(max-width: 558px) 100vw, 558px" /></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/img_5517.jpg" data-id="7375" class="wp-image-7375" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/img_5517.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/img_5517-225x300.jpg 225w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></li></ul></figure> <p>A challenge, a plan, the hard work training over a year, the friends, a lot of soul searching “my why”, a mental mind-shift, and discovering strength within, all leading to an incredible experience finding out how much more I am capable of than what I think. </p> <p>How can I not look back on that and not feel like a badass ready to take on anything the world/work throws at me? </p> <p>I trained.<br />I rode the miles. <br />I climbed. </p> <p>I did it!</p> <p>A lot of &#8220;<strong>I</strong>&#8221; in those sentences, but I did it with friends!</p> <h2>Be Inspired</h2> <blockquote class="wp-block-quote"><p>“When the wind stands fair and the night is perfect. When you least expect it but always when you need it the most. There is a song”</p><cite>The Twelfth Doctor</cite></blockquote> <p>Ok, that&#8217;s a bit dramatic but that&#8217;s how inspiration strikes &#8211; when you least expect it but always when you need it. (And this diehard Whovian loves that quote! But, I digress &#8230;) </p> <p>Inspiration in art, music, life, anything,&#8230; for me it was food.</p> <p>I’ve always loved to cook good food but of late I have become very blasé about food. The crazy speed of kids &amp; activities, work &amp; life often leaves me throwing things together and treating food as something my body needs to survive vs something to enjoy &amp; nourish my body. Not to mention that Mr. FauxRunner who tends to just want the good food vs. having to deal with waiting for me to cook it and then clean it up; and hence we end up with a lot of take outs. </p> <p>The week riding from Glacier to Yellowstone and hearing Chef Steven&#8217;s nightly dinner talk reminded me of what it was to love each ingredient that went into the food and how food can be a time for quiet reflection instead of my usual go-go-go. The speed of my everyday life cannot slow down, but I am inspired to give myself some cooking time, to appreciate what the earth gives us, to understand how my body responds, and to remember to pass on memories to my kids.</p> <figure class="wp-block-gallery columns-2 is-cropped"><ul class="blocks-gallery-grid"><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_4547.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7307" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_4547.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/img_4547" class="wp-image-7307" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_4547.jpeg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_4547-300x225.jpeg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_4547-320x240.jpeg 320w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_4547-100x75.jpeg 100w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/DSC0235.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7308" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/DSC0235.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/_dsc0235" class="wp-image-7308" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/DSC0235.jpeg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/DSC0235-300x200.jpeg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/DSC0235-360x240.jpeg 360w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></li></ul></figure> <h2>Make Memories</h2> <p>“The BA-BAs” (Bada$$ BoatAnchors doing Cool Shit)</p> <p>“Take the Bump”</p> <p>“Your Burrito will Follow You”</p> <p>“7 switchbacks”</p> <p>There is something special about sharing miles and pains of the road/trail that makes more than mere acquaintances of us all <em>(Of course, I also rarely meet a stranger who’s not a friend &#8211; only during endurance events, mind you, otherwise you couldn’t tempt with all the icecream in the world to open my mouth!)</em></p> <p>I renewed friendships with people I’d known before and hopefully made new friends. I laughed, I blushed, I giggled. I laughed some more. I may even have shed a tear or two.</p> <p>The best part of anything I undertake (the quest for World Marathon Majors, the Ragnar Relay, my 70.3 in Augusta, this Bike Tour, …) is always the people I meet. I retain some of these friendships for life and some fizzle out due to time &amp; distance. But memories of these once-strangers always burn strong. </p> <figure class="wp-block-gallery columns-2 is-cropped"><ul class="blocks-gallery-grid"><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/DSC0292.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7334" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/DSC0292.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/_dsc0292/" class="wp-image-7334" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/DSC0292.jpeg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/DSC0292-300x174.jpeg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5506.jpeg" alt="" data-id="7335" data-full-url="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5506.jpeg" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/img_5506/" class="wp-image-7335" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5506.jpeg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5506-300x225.jpeg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5506-320x240.jpeg 320w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/IMG_5506-100x75.jpeg 100w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></li></ul></figure> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-29-at-8.47.24-AM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7343" width="289" height="383" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-29-at-8.47.24-AM.jpg 577w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/Screen-Shot-2021-07-29-at-8.47.24-AM-226x300.jpg 226w" sizes="(max-width: 289px) 100vw, 289px" /><figcaption><em>Huckleberry ice cream deserves a complete write-up on its own. *This* particular one I&#8217;m holding has a special place in my memories &#8211; it was the one I was dreaming about during my mind shift ride on Day 3.</em></figcaption></figure></div> <p>I leave behind a small part of my heart in Montana (and the mountains of Wyoming), carefully wrapping up the tour in my memories, to talk and draw on it for days to come, and, I never thought I’d say this ever, for the next time I go on a cycling adventure like this. </p> <blockquote class="wp-block-quote"><p>&#8220;Success is not final; failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.&#8221; </p><cite>Winston Churchill</cite></blockquote> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="alignleft size-medium is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature-300x111.png" alt="" class="wp-image-5017" width="300" height="111" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature-300x111.png 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature.png 524w" sizes="(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px" /></figure></div> <p></p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/glacier-to-yellowstone-bike-tour-with-the-cycling-house/">Glacier to Yellowstone &#8211; Bike Tour with The Cycling House</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2020 19:49:59 +0000</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ <p>When you are sitting home doing nothing but work and more work, your &#8220;last&#8221; marathon (Boston) cancelled and nothing else in the horizon including your motivation, and you are &#8220;on a break&#8221; with running, dumb decisions are made. Like taking on the Yeti 24 hour challenge. 3 weeks ago, the Boston Marathon week actually, my crazy friend Joy (truly on a very high crazy scale as she is an ultra runner who runs a gazillion miles a day at all...</p> <p class="read-more"><a class="btn btn-default" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/yeti-24-hour-challenge/"> Read More<span class="screen-reader-text"> Read More</span></a></p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/yeti-24-hour-challenge/">Yeti 24 hour Challenge</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p>When you are sitting home doing nothing but work and more work, your &#8220;last&#8221; marathon (Boston) cancelled and nothing else in the horizon including your motivation, and you are &#8220;on a break&#8221; with running, dumb decisions are made. Like taking on the Yeti 24 hour challenge.</p> <p>3 weeks ago, the Boston Marathon week actually, my crazy friend Joy (truly on a very high crazy scale as she is an ultra runner who runs a gazillion miles a day at all times of the hour for fun) was running a 24hour challenge in lieu of a few of her cancelled races. Running 5 miles every 4 hours for 24 hours, total 30 miles. I LMAO at her, literally. Like why would she ever want do that without any glory at the end. 2 weeks ago, someone posted about it in one of my FB groups and a huge number of people signed up. I tut-tutted at that crazy enthusiasm. Again, why would they want to do that; maybe it was a group thing; crazy triathletes and all. </p> <figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Screen-Shot-2020-05-15-at-3.32.54-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7232" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Screen-Shot-2020-05-15-at-3.32.54-PM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Screen-Shot-2020-05-15-at-3.32.54-PM-300x112.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Screen-Shot-2020-05-15-at-3.32.54-PM-604x225.jpg 604w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure> <p>Then last week, Sam posted about how she was just catching up on the group&#8217;s post and she was going to take this on in the coming week. This time I didn&#8217;t laugh or tut-tut, &#8230; I signed up along with a few others &#8230; AND I posted it on other groups I&#8217;m part of to get in more people. Did I mention that I&#8217;m on a break with running?</p> <p>Well, once signed up, it was like a sense of adventure. </p> <p>I knew I wasn&#8217;t trained enough to be able to run it all but the thrill at the start to seek the finish was back! A support group was created, tips were asked and given, a start time of 7pm on Friday was decided, zoom calls were scheduled before and after each run. There was very little actual planning or worrying to do, aside from the most important decision of choosing my running clothes! Those who know me know how much thought I put into picking my clothes for each of my races. </p> <figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Screen-Shot-2020-05-15-at-3.29.23-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7231" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Screen-Shot-2020-05-15-at-3.29.23-PM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Screen-Shot-2020-05-15-at-3.29.23-PM-300x240.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Screen-Shot-2020-05-15-at-3.29.23-PM-337x270.jpg 337w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure> <h2>Tips if you want to take on the Yeti 24 hour challenge</h2> <p><strong>Decide on your start time based on when you want to end. </strong>I wish I had started at 3pm on Friday so I was done after 2 runs on Saturday vs. running almost all of Saturday (that&#8217;s what it felt like too!)</p> <p><strong>Keep it simple. </strong><br>I had planned to drive to different places for variety, but ended up with 5/6 runs from home so I could roll out of bed, change and get out and in reverse without spending time traveling. This was especially helpful for a slow runner like me.</p> <p><strong>Sleep</strong><br>Seriously, try to atleast nap. I sometimes had only 1hr between shower and wakeup time, but even that 60min of shuteye made a difference</p> <p><strong>Get a group of friends</strong><br>I would have never finished it if not for other crazy people doing it. The fact that they were all going to log in onto a zoom call made it accountable. I didn&#8217;t want to be the only one not showing up and once I was up, I might as well put the miles on.</p> <p>So now &#8230; my adventure for anyone interested!</p> <h2>Run 1/6 &#8211; 7pm Friday</h2> <p>After a good luck and an enthusiastic zoom call, we were off on our first leg. I took it very easy and did 40 sec run &#8211; 20 sec walk intervals. Still the freshness must&#8217;ve made a difference as I finished it very easily AND added in a 0.5 mile cooldown walk after the 5 miles. Kelly had mentioned that she added on 1 mile to the end of her last leg to get to 31.x miles as an official 50km, and I had it in my mind to add in tiny bits throughout so I wasn&#8217;t going to be adding things at the end in fatigue.</p> <p>We had takeout pizza for dinner and I ate a slice immediately after the run and went to bed after a shower.</p> <h2>Run 2/6 &#8211; 11pm Friday</h2> <p>I had actually slept for a bit before waking up at 10:30pm and that gave it a bit of thrill. Only crazies get up in the night to run and I was part of that! I was thinking of doing tiny up and downs my street, but one look outside and I gave up that idea and I went to the treadmill instead. It was another uneventful run with the same run-walk intervals as before.</p> <p>I ate half a slice of the pizza leftover and went to bed after a shower.</p> <h2>Run 3/6 &#8211; 3am Saturday</h2> <p>The alarm went off at 2:30am and I groaned. Seriously? Who&#8217;s idea was this? What possessed me? Let me shut eye for just a second? I finally dragged myself out of bed at 2:50am and changed sleepily, it was cold and I threw on an old sweatshirt and dialed into the zoom. All the others looked like they were ready to hit the road, people had even gotten together to run at the local track (if I had actually met someone at that time, I would&#8217;ve been unable to have any conversation and just grunted), and then &#8230; wait for it &#8230; George and Kelly had woken up to join the call EVEN THOUGH THEY WERE NOT RUNNING !!!! What sorcery were they channelling???</p> <p>I barely stumbled on to the treadmill and started my run which was more walk-run than run-walk and extremely slow. Never had I been so happy to get it done and stumble into bed. Because I had walked mostly, I wasn&#8217;t sweaty enough to shower. Thank God!</p> <h2>Run 4/6 &#8211; 7am Saturday</h2> <p>I was up at 6:20am before the alarm went off, panicking that the run was actually at 6am and I was late!! I&#8217;m glad I woke up early because I took a long time getting ready for that leg! I was still extremely sleepy and barely registered who was on the zoom call. It didn&#8217;t &#8220;feel&#8221; like I was running any slower, but I could see my sleep deprivation influencing the fatigue.</p> <p>Carmen was running the 7am run &#8220;with&#8221; me and sent me encouraging messages.</p> <p>I believe I finished in a sleepy haze and after a quick zoom checkin, I changed and went to bed. Showers are overrated. Way overrated. A lot of people had talked about staying up after the morning leg and talked about the importance of showers in waking up. But sleep needed, shower not needed for me.</p> <h2>Run 5/6 &#8211; 11am Saturday</h2> <p>Best. nap. ever! I woke up refreshed and ready to take on the run. Also the realization that we were more than half way through and only 2 more runs pepped me up. I ran very happy and really well for the first half of the run, but then fizzled out in fatigue and heat. </p> <h2>Run 6/6 &#8211; 3pm Sunday</h2> <p>My 14yo came out with me to run for this leg; more to support and encourage me to finish as the heat had risen to 80F (the 1st actual hottest day of the year). We drove out to a local flat road so I could thank her with Starbucks after the run. Again, we ran steady for the first half and then the heat! Oh the heat! Everything hurt and sucked and I just wanted to sit on the side of the road. She encouraged me to run tiny bits when we were in the shade and kept the flow of conversation going &#8211; which, by teenager standards of &#8220;I don&#8217;t feel like talking to anyone&#8221;, is a HUGE HUGE deal!! </p> <p>Kayre was running the 3pm heat &#8220;with&#8221; me and we touched base texting at every mile. </p> <h2>31.16 Miles aka 50km</h2> <p>By the last step I took, everything hurt and everything sucked. But I did it!</p> <p>I woke up at weird times. </p> <p>I completed the 5 mile distance each time, even if I didn&#8217;t run all of it. </p> <p>I kept going. </p> <p>I loved the support of people virtually and I must say that I leaned on them every run. </p> <p>My body was so fatigued from miles and sleep deprivation that my mind forgot to worry about things I cannot control. </p> <p>I . loved. every. minute. of. the. thrill. of. completion! And I relished every minute of having to no longer run! </p> <p>Until the next crazy adventure, because I know I need something big to get me off the couch again &#8230;.</p> <figure class="wp-block-image size-medium"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature-300x111.png" alt="" class="wp-image-5017" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature-300x111.png 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature.png 524w" sizes="(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px" /></figure> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/yeti-24-hour-challenge/">Yeti 24 hour Challenge</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2020 03:13:29 +0000</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ <p>While the first week of social distance quarantine was an experiment, this second week has started feeling surreal. Rain in back in Atlanta (YAY! &#8211; said no one ever this winter), work and school has gotten into a rhythm. Many states like California and the NY tri-state area has already given order to &#8220;Shelter in Place&#8221;. These rules are also in effect in Spain, France, to name a few, in order to curtail the spread of Covid-19 attempting to flatten...</p> <p class="read-more"><a class="btn btn-default" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/yoga-in-the-time-of-quarantine-down-dog-app-review/"> Read More<span class="screen-reader-text"> Read More</span></a></p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/yoga-in-the-time-of-quarantine-down-dog-app-review/">Yoga in the time of Quarantine &#8211; Down Dog App Review</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-11.09.16-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7221" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-11.09.16-PM.jpg 256w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-11.09.16-PM-150x150.jpg 150w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-11.09.16-PM-144x144.jpg 144w" sizes="(max-width: 256px) 100vw, 256px" /></figure></div> <p>While the <a href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/2020/03/trying-to-be-normal.html">first week of social distance quarantine</a> was an experiment, this second week has started feeling surreal. Rain in back in Atlanta (YAY! &#8211; said no one ever this winter), work and school has gotten into a rhythm. Many states like California and the NY tri-state area has already given order to &#8220;Shelter in Place&#8221;. These rules are also in effect in Spain, France, to name a few, in order to curtail the spread of Covid-19 attempting to flatten the curve. Runners in Spain have reported being stopped by police if they were out running without a dog or without appearing to shop for groceries. We in Atlanta have the luxury of going outdoors with the 6ft social distancing, inspite of increasing calls to the governor to implement Shelter in Place. </p> <p>Even with the social distancing gyms, yoga studios, etc. have shutdown. But a lot of places have gotten very creative with their classes and are offering it free to the public (atleast they did last week). Plenty of local yoga studios have FB-Live classes that you can access for free. (I&#8217;m already seeing some places offer discounted memberships for online classes, so I don&#8217;t know how long these free classes will be available especially if the Covid-19 days drag on longer).</p> <p>I&#8217;ve been checking out some apps and FB live classes and particularly like the <a href="https://apps.apple.com/app/id983693694#?platform=iphone">&#8220;Down Dog&#8221; app</a> on the iPhone and iPad. The developers are offering the app free until April 1st. </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-10.47.48-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7220" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-10.47.48-PM.jpg 484w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-10.47.48-PM-300x300.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-10.47.48-PM-150x150.jpg 150w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-10.47.48-PM-144x144.jpg 144w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-10.47.48-PM-271x270.jpg 271w" sizes="(max-width: 484px) 100vw, 484px" /></figure></div> <p>It&#8217;s a very customizable yoga workout app where you select the &#8220;style&#8221; of yoga, you level, what it is that you want to focus on and the duration of the practice and it will customize a workout for you. </p> <figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-10.50.13-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7219" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-10.50.13-PM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-10.50.13-PM-300x152.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-24-at-10.50.13-PM-532x270.jpg 532w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure> <p>I&#8217;ve done normal flow and Yin style for 15min focusing on hip flexors and hamstrings and it has been very easy to follow with the simple instructions. I&#8217;ve never felt obligated to spend an entire 45min-60min like I&#8217;d do in a class; even though I&#8217;ve sometimes spent that time in 3-4 different focus areas. </p> <p>I don&#8217;t know how much the app normally costs, they are definitely winning me over with their free days and I might even subscribe it regularly!</p> <p>Fun tidbit &#8211; Even the healthcare workers in the frontlines of fighting Covid-19 take yoga breaks! </p> <figure class="wp-block-embed-instagram wp-block-embed is-type-rich is-provider-instagram"><div class="wp-block-embed__wrapper"> <blockquote class="instagram-media" data-instgrm-captioned data-instgrm-permalink="https://www.instagram.com/p/B9-A1UcFpY4/?utm_source=ig_embed&amp;utm_campaign=loading" data-instgrm-version="12" style=" background:#FFF; border:0; border-radius:3px; box-shadow:0 0 1px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.5),0 1px 10px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.15); margin: 1px; max-width:640px; min-width:326px; padding:0; width:99.375%; width:-webkit-calc(100% - 2px); width:calc(100% - 2px);"><div style="padding:16px;"> <a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/B9-A1UcFpY4/?utm_source=ig_embed&amp;utm_campaign=loading" style=" background:#FFFFFF; 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<![CDATA[ <p>2 weeks before the Tokyo Marathon was to happen, the race was cancelled out of concerns for the COVID-19 aka CoronaVirus. There was outrage and frustration from a lot of runners. Japan was miles away and the virus was something that was happening in China. In time the focus shifted to Boston and London Marathons. And before I could realize, race cancellations/postponements started rolling in. Rome, Paris, Barcelona, &#8230; and then Boston and London. BOSTON. Boston was postponed. Boston which...</p> <p class="read-more"><a class="btn btn-default" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/trying-to-be-normal/"> Read More<span class="screen-reader-text"> Read More</span></a></p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/trying-to-be-normal/">Trying to be normal</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p>2 weeks before the Tokyo Marathon was to happen, the race was cancelled out of concerns for the COVID-19 aka CoronaVirus. There was outrage and frustration from a lot of runners. Japan was miles away and the virus was something that was happening in China. In time the focus shifted to Boston and London Marathons. And before I could realize, race cancellations/postponements started rolling in. Rome, Paris, Barcelona, &#8230; and then Boston and London. </p> <p>BOSTON. Boston was postponed. Boston which was to be my 6th and final World Marathon Majors was pushed back. Boston for which I was proud to be part of the Dana-Farber Marathon Challenge was now to be in September. I don&#8217;t quite know what my reactions were on hearing the news. All I could feel was that I was feeling empty. The postponement wasn&#8217;t entirely unexpected, but the new date was (to me at least), with the prospect of having to train through summer in Atlanta. It wasn&#8217;t like I was super awesomely trained and crushed not to race, but it was still a weird feeling. </p> <p>Within a week of race cancellations came schools shutdown to online schooling, offices asked to work from home, social distancing of atleast 6ft from each other to mandatory &#8216;shelter in place&#8217; in Bay Area.</p> <p>After a weekend of feeling empty, I gave myself permission to NOT feel anything. I would deal with things as they come day by day. Instead, I will count my blessings.</p> <p>I will run outside alone for as long as I can. Even if I my legs somehow know of the cancellation and protest having to run anything longer than 2hours.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-8.50.51-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7213" width="488" height="493" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-8.50.51-PM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-8.50.51-PM-297x300.jpg 297w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-8.50.51-PM-144x144.jpg 144w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-8.50.51-PM-267x270.jpg 267w" sizes="(max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px" /></figure></div> <p>I am trying to medidate and add yoga/stretching to my everyday life for atleast 15minutes a day. Even if my kids make fun of me and take weird photos of my poses.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-9.00.38-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7214" width="499" height="430" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-9.00.38-PM.jpg 499w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-9.00.38-PM-300x259.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-9.00.38-PM-313x270.jpg 313w" sizes="(max-width: 499px) 100vw, 499px" /></figure></div> <p>I am chilling with my kids when I can. The teen is stressed out too, although she might not admit it and a late night face mask session might just help us both.</p> <figure class="wp-block-embed-instagram aligncenter wp-block-embed is-type-rich is-provider-instagram"><div class="wp-block-embed__wrapper"> <blockquote class="instagram-media" data-instgrm-captioned data-instgrm-permalink="https://www.instagram.com/p/B9sI7ZDnb8g/?utm_source=ig_embed&amp;utm_campaign=loading" data-instgrm-version="12" style=" background:#FFF; border:0; border-radius:3px; box-shadow:0 0 1px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.5),0 1px 10px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.15); margin: 1px; max-width:640px; min-width:326px; padding:0; width:99.375%; width:-webkit-calc(100% - 2px); width:calc(100% - 2px);"><div style="padding:16px;"> <a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/B9sI7ZDnb8g/?utm_source=ig_embed&amp;utm_campaign=loading" style=" background:#FFFFFF; line-height:0; padding:0 0; text-align:center; text-decoration:none; width:100%;" target="_blank"> <div style=" display: flex; flex-direction: row; 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Even though I work from home plenty, I am still learning setting boundaries and expectations when EVERYONE else is also working from home.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter size-large"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-8.44.21-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7215" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-8.44.21-PM.jpg 360w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-8.44.21-PM-205x300.jpg 205w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Screen-Shot-2020-03-18-at-8.44.21-PM-185x270.jpg 185w" sizes="(max-width: 360px) 100vw, 360px" /></figure></div> <p>I don&#8217;t have any questions to ask of you, but will send &#8216;stay safe&#8217; vibes to everyone and hope that the situation is soon under control. </p> <figure class="wp-block-image size-large is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature.png" alt="" class="wp-image-5017" width="262" height="97" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature.png 524w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature-300x111.png 300w" sizes="(max-width: 262px) 100vw, 262px" /></figure> <!-- start InLinkz code --> <div class="inlinkz-widget" data-uuid="85931f771d164d6d852f2ab6fdfc4406" style="width:100%;margin:30px 0;background-color:#eceff1;border-radius:7px;text-align:center;font-size:16px;font-family:'Helvetica Neue',Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif"> <div style="padding:8px;"><p style="margin-bottom:15px;">You are invited to the <strong>Inlinkz</strong> link party!</p> <a href="https://fresh.inlinkz.com/p/85931f771d164d6d852f2ab6fdfc4406" target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" style="padding:5px 20px;background:#209cee;text-decoration:none;color:#efefef;border-radius:4px;">Click here to enter</a></div></div> <span style="display: none;"><script async="true" src="https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=c8cd94ed6d171cb9d89d"></script></span> <!-- end InLinkz code --> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/trying-to-be-normal/">Trying to be normal</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<title>The demon in my head – dealing with race photos</title>
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<pubDate>Sat, 29 Feb 2020 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ <p>When the demon in my head rears up and sees only the faults and not the strengths in a race photo - I can either let the demon make itself at home in my head or serve it's eviction notice.</p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/dealing-with-race-photos/">The demon in my head &#8211; dealing with race photos</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p>Last month I ran the Alien Half Marathon in Roswell, GA. It is a night race that starts at 7pm in oppressive Atlanta August heat &amp; humidity. I&#8217;ve run the race almost all years since it started in 2012. While I&#8217;m not the biggest fan of the race (just the time and the weather), I&#8217;ve loved to pace/sweep it. </p> <p>This year I was assigned to pace the 3:00hr group. Race day brought us a starting temperature of 94F. While I knew that I could easily do 3:00 hrs in decent weather, I was not going to risk it in those temperatures (and oppressive humidity). It wasn&#8217;t to be to fair for the racers and not safe for me. So I opted to sweep and bring in the rear at 3:30. It was only a 15:20 pace to meet a midway cutoff and I made it very easily and came in at 3:27, bringing in about 6 people at that time &#8211; which is actually the FIRST time that I&#8217;ve had a group finish with a pace time in that race. </p> <p>The best part of the race (other than the familiar crowd and pacers) was the free race photography by the extremely talented (and nice) Tim from TruSpeedPhoto &#8211; he was even able to get my teenager to smile for photos, that&#8217;s how talented he is!! </p> <p>I looked up the race photos and it&#8217;s been a weird feeling since &#8211; </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.36-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-6947" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.36-PM.jpg 168w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.36-PM-126x300.jpg 126w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.36-PM-114x270.jpg 114w" sizes="(max-width: 168px) 100vw, 168px" /></figure></div> <p>All I can see is that belly through the fluorescent green shirt.</p> <p>The thought that I ran 13.1 hours looking like that. </p> <p>I cannot see the patience I had in running for 3.5hrs, and encouraging people around me. <br>I cannot see the overcoming the struggles earlier in the morning to smile through this run. <br>I cannot see the people talking with me and telling me their stories and goals.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.06-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-6951" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.06-PM.jpg 493w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.06-PM-300x199.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.06-PM-407x270.jpg 407w" sizes="(max-width: 493px) 100vw, 493px" /></figure></div> <p>I cannot see the pleasant time I spent talking with Michele on the run.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.39.00-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-6948" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.39.00-PM.jpg 481w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.39.00-PM-300x203.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.39.00-PM-398x270.jpg 398w" sizes="(max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></figure></div> <p>All I can see is this crazy looking person with weird hair tentacles and a horrible looking body who struggles to keep running to the barest minimum of paces.</p> <p>The demon that savages our confidence was in full force rampage in my head. </p> <p>Then I stopped myself &#8211; </p> <p>What if this was one of my kids&#8217; race photo? Or a friend&#8217;s? Would I then see the same in the photo?</p> <p>No. I would be proud and kind. Very proud and very kind. </p> <p>Proud that after struggling to run 4 miles in the morning, I came back to run 13.1 in the evening. </p> <figure class="wp-block-image"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.42.09-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-6949" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.42.09-PM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.42.09-PM-300x246.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.42.09-PM-329x270.jpg 329w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure> <p>Kind that body shape changes and I can recognize that and work towards what I want if I want to.</p> <p>Patient that this is where I am at right now, whether I like it or not. </p> <p>Happy that I was able to spend time running with friends and was able to push strangers to finish strong.</p> <figure class="wp-block-image"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.42.01-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-6950" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.42.01-PM.jpg 564w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.42.01-PM-216x300.jpg 216w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.42.01-PM-194x270.jpg 194w" sizes="(max-width: 564px) 100vw, 564px" /></figure> <p>There is no place in my head for the demon that says I’m not good enough or I’m not beautiful or fast enough. Once that demon moves into my head, it can be very difficult to kick it out. </p> <p>For I am exactly where I am to be. That is not to say that I should be happy and content with it, but it is on me to accept it or change it instead of moaning about it. </p> <figure class="wp-block-image is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature.png" alt="" class="wp-image-5017" width="393" height="146" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature.png 524w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature-300x111.png 300w" sizes="(max-width: 393px) 100vw, 393px" /></figure> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/dealing-with-race-photos/">The demon in my head &#8211; dealing with race photos</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<title>Berlin Marathon Race Report</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 16 Feb 2020 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ <p>My Berlin Marathon race report running with my husband after a miserable summer training cycle. 5th Star in Abbott World Marathon Majors.</p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/berlin-marathon-race-report/">Berlin Marathon Race Report</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p>&#8220;Ich bin ein Berliner&#8221;, said JFK and my sentiments echoed his words after I spent a week in Berlin that culminated in the Berlin Marathon. </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-01-at-3.49.12-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7021" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-01-at-3.49.12-PM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-01-at-3.49.12-PM-201x300.jpg 201w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-01-at-3.49.12-PM-181x270.jpg 181w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <h2>BLUF </h2> <ol><li>Mr. FauxRunner and I ran a marathon together, and we are still married. We can get through anything together! I think I need to get this on a T-shirt. </li><li>I like running in the rain. I do NOT like running in humidity. </li><li>I came into the race after a miserable summer training season and with a sense of dread. Race day was very uneventful. </li><li>I don&#8217;t know if I necessarily pushed myself, but I know that I held on by persisting with my run-walk intervals and not giving up to walk completely … well, atleast until almost the very end.</li><li>I didn&#8217;t cry (I&#8217;m a very predictable finish line crier), but I was out of the world emotional at mile 22 and I think it took it all out of me. The whole thing felt surreal. I was probably completely spent at that point and the rest of the race was on fumes for me and the last half a mile or so was an eff-this cooldown.</li><li>Nausea was my kryptonite and I can&#8217;t help thinking that I may have brought it down on myself with all the gels and the paracetamol (2 x 500mg) on top of a very minimal breakfast of 2 slices of toast 3hrs before race start. </li></ol> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1682.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7023" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1682.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1682-300x220.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1682-368x270.jpg 368w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /><figcaption>Mr. FauxRunner and I ran a marathon together, and we are still married. </figcaption></figure></div> <h2>Race Morning</h2> <p>Race morning dawned bright and cool. I wish I could say that &#8230; but it was 57F and cloudy with a humidity of 95%. </p> <p>Our wave H (everyone with a time of 4:15 or slower or first marathon) was starting at 10:10am, so Amy and I made plans to meet at the Zoo station at 8:15am. We got to the Berlin Central Station (which is one of my favorite stations in Berlin with its open architecture!) and walked down to the start with a pit stop. All of which took less than 40min and we were in our start wave by 9:00am! </p> <figure class="wp-block-image"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1653.jpg" alt="Berlin Marathon" class="wp-image-7013" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1653.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1653-300x225.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1653-360x270.jpg 360w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure> <p>We sat down to wait and then joined in one of the best start line party moves about 20min before the start. 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margin-bottom:0; margin-top:8px; overflow:hidden; padding:8px 0 7px; text-align:center; text-overflow:ellipsis; white-space:nowrap;">A post shared by <a href="https://www.instagram.com/fauxrunner/?utm_source=ig_embed&amp;utm_campaign=loading" style=" color:#c9c8cd; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; font-style:normal; font-weight:normal; line-height:17px;" target="_blank"> FauxRunner</a> (@fauxrunner) on <time style=" font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; line-height:17px;" datetime="2019-10-01T19:59:35+00:00">Oct 1, 2019 at 12:59pm PDT</time></p></div></blockquote><script async src="//www.instagram.com/embed.js"></script> </div></figure> <p>As we started moving at 10:10am, I was hit by panic and made a beeline for a very very nasty portapotty on the side of the corrals &#8211; looks like subconsciously I did not want to have a repeat of the <a href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/2019/03/tokyo-marathon-race-report.html">Tokyo marathon</a> <img src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/12.0.0-1/72x72/1f609.png" alt="😉" class="wp-smiley" style="height: 1em; max-height: 1em;" /></p> <h2>Mile 1 &#8211; 8 </h2> <p>I quickly settled into a steady easy pace with a 1min run :: 30 second walk intervals inspite of Mr. FauxRunner&#8217;s best ability to try to get me run more or run faster &#8211; I run by feel and do NOT let anyone mess with my pacing. We lost Amy as she stopped to tie her shoelaces around mile 4, and came across Kim at mile 5 or so. </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1667.jpg" alt="Berlin Marathon" class="wp-image-7016" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1667.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1667-225x300.jpg 225w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1667-202x270.jpg 202w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <p>The rain soon started, but it was a welcome respite from the humidity and it didn&#8217;t bother me. After the Tokyo Marathon&#8217;s cold monsoon rain, Berlin&#8217;s rain in 65F temps was welcome!</p> <p>The weirdest thing about these miles were how lonely they were. There was no indication that 40,000+ runners had started the race, I had never been so alone so early in a race this size! I was talking about it with Mr. FauxRunner when another runner overheard me and said that we&#8217;d soon pass them all after the half way point &#8211; how was I going to pass people if there was no one left to passs!! </p> <h2>Mile 9 &#8211; 14</h2> <p>I remember not being happy, and I&#8217;d always said that if I can get to mile 10 without already wanting the race to be done, I&#8217;d think the race a success. Mile marker 20km frustrated me &#8211; it was not even halfway point yet. </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-02-at-5.28.18-PM.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7031" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-02-at-5.28.18-PM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-02-at-5.28.18-PM-300x277.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-02-at-5.28.18-PM-292x270.jpg 292w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <p>I knew instinctively that I was slowing down and told myself that as long as I kept up with the run-walk intervals I&#8217;d still be moving along. That is just what I did. I did take an extra walk break once in a while to stretch out, but for most part kept moving along at the intervals.</p> <h2>Mile 15 &#8211; 21</h2> <p>I thought about how I did not run more than a 1-2 of 14 miles in training at all (even those were miserable. Not for a lack of training commitment but because something was messing me up and I was just unable to progress.) but then came up the Mantra &#8220;Surprise Yourself&#8221; inspired by Mark telling me that I might find that I would surprise myself on race day. Maybe it was second wind hitting me or maybe the caffeine gels were taking effect or maybe the mental countdown with the mantra … all of a sudden I could FEEL myself running easy again compared to dragging my feet earlier. </p> <p>The girl who had reassured us earlier that we&#8217;d pass people later was right &#8211; we started passing a lot of people. Mr. FauxRunner, not normally a talker anyway, was shaking his head while I was talking to people around me. I can&#8217;t help it &#8211; I get my energy from people around me.</p> <h2>Mile 22 </h2> <p>I don&#8217;t know if this was my wall in the true sense, but everything in me rebelled. And it rebelled all at once. I told myself that the mental thing I WOULD get through &#8211; I was going to just keep going at the 1min:30 sec intervals and surprise myself. The physical pain was starting to hit but I told myself that the paracetamol (don&#8217;t flame me!) I had sneaked in and those caffeine gels would be taking the edge off soon. The nauseous feeling in my stomach however, I could not shake off. I stopped for a bit to see if I could throw up and feel better. Nada. </p> <p>We passed the hotel at which we were staying and suddenly I burst into loud ugly sobs. Poor Mr. FauxRunner, he was probably suffering and he was faced with me going full on cry mode. Sure I was suffering, but it wasn&#8217;t anything in particular that triggered the cry, it just started suddenly and I couldn’t control it. </p> <h2>Mile 23 &#8211; 24</h2> <p>Something about the tears helped emotionally and I was back to running. But the nausea persisted. I knew I had to take just one more gel (my last one was at mile 19), but I wasn&#8217;t thinking straight and I didn&#8217;t <img src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/12.0.0-1/72x72/1f641.png" alt="🙁" class="wp-smiley" style="height: 1em; max-height: 1em;" /> </p> <p>Mantra &#8211; keep going with the intervals and surprise yourself. </p> <h2>Mile 24-25</h2> <p>The nausea was … well … pretty nauseous. Every step was making my stomach go whirls. I dropped down the run-walk intervals to 30seconds run: 30 seconds walk. </p> <p>I asked Mr. FauxRunner if that was going to bother him, but he gave me a grunt and a thumbs up. And we kept moving. </p> <h2>Mile 26 &#8211; End</h2> <p>When we passed Gendarmenmarkt, a very open and beautiful square that we&#8217;d spent time hanging out at earlier, I distinctly remember the feeling of Eff-This and I warned Mr. FauxRunner that I was going to curse and borrowed from Peter Capaldi saying &#8220;Fuck-Fuckity-Fuck&#8221;. He tried to encourage me through his own haze but that was it for me. I didn&#8217;t have the strength to fight the nausea and the blackness and anything else anymore. </p> <p>I was surprised how close we were to the finish and how I was just so out of it. I didn&#8217;t care anymore. I was power walking so I was still going ahead and not death marching but I didn&#8217;t have any spirit left. The only other time I&#8217;ve felt so in the last mile of a marathon was in <a href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/2017/10/marine-corps-marathon-race-report-2017.html">Marine Corps Marathon</a> when I gave everything I had until I didn&#8217;t have anything anymore in the last mile. </p> <p>I did however have the presence of mind to get a great photo in front of Brandenburg gate. </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1671.jpg" alt="Berlin Marathon" class="wp-image-7018" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1671.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1671-232x300.jpg 232w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1671-209x270.jpg 209w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <h2>Finish line and Beyond</h2> <p>Finish line was about 300ft from Brandenburg gate. It was a relief, more than a relief! We quickly got a plastic sheet (that we hated since it was sticking to us unless a heat blanket) and went looking for the poncho we had signup for instead of bag drop. </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1688.jpg" alt="Berlin Marathon" class="wp-image-7022" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1688.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1688-300x231.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1688-350x270.jpg 350w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <p>I bumped into Latha who I&#8217;d met at NYCM. And Amy found us at the Berlin Central station to ride back together. </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1692.jpg" alt="Berlin Marathon" class="wp-image-7017" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1692.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1692-300x217.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1692-373x270.jpg 373w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <p>As we got off the station and hobbled back to the hotel, I dry heaved and &#8220;threw up&#8221;. It helped with the nausea but then the waves of dry heave didn&#8217;t stop. Mr. FauxRunner forced me to eat a few bites of a banana and that seemed to settle my stomach a bit. A shower and more food later seemed to definitely help; the nauseous feeling persisted but was manageable and the dry heaving stopped. </p> <p>Shower and stretching and room service dinner got us in a much better position for some great nighttime photos at the Brandenburg gate. </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-01-at-1.28.38-PM.jpg" alt="Berlin Marathon" class="wp-image-7020" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-01-at-1.28.38-PM.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-01-at-1.28.38-PM-300x223.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/Screen-Shot-2019-10-01-at-1.28.38-PM-363x270.jpg 363w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /></figure></div> <p>Mr. FauxRunner took an ibuprofen and slept the night while I was up until 12:30 am and then up again at 3 am. I can never sleep the night after a marathon &#8211; I suspect all the sugar from the gels and the caffeine for someone who never takes any caffeine does a number on me. </p> <h2>Final Thoughts</h2> <p>Berlin has an official published time limit of 6hrs 15min from the time the last person crosses the start and in the past people had reports of finishing up on the sidelines and still getting a medal. This year, we heard of people being asked to get on the broom wagon and those finishing on the sidelines after the 6:15 official finish (about 4:50-4:55pm) finding the finish line blocked after the Brandenburg gate. I am glad I didn&#8217;t know this until after &#8211; I would&#8217;ve certainly freaked out and would not have left the corral in the beginning for one last portapotty visit (unnecessarily freak out, I know but the way the summer training went for me I know I would&#8217;ve been nervous all throughout)</p> <p>My mind and heart is ready to get back running as soon as my body has recovered. After Tokyo, I was mentally exhausted and took a month (or two) off. Maybe going into the race with zero expectations except to finish officially helped.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1696.jpg" alt="Berlin Marathon" class="wp-image-7019" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1696.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1696-225x300.jpg 225w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1696-202x270.jpg 202w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /><figcaption>5th Star in Abbott World Marathon Majors. Only Boston left to go.</figcaption></figure></div> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/berlin-marathon-race-report/">Berlin Marathon Race Report</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p>When I was training for Berlin Marathon and the summer was sucking the soul out of me, I thought that I had hit rock bottom. I was struggling to run sub-14 min/mile, struggling at anything over 90-100 minutes of running (which at my pace is only 6-8 miles) while training for a marathon. The last few weeks leading up to Berlin was the biggest thought of HOW in the world was I going to run for 6 hrs if I...</p> <p class="read-more"><a class="btn btn-default" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/i-am-worth-the-effort/"> Read More<span class="screen-reader-text"> Read More</span></a></p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/i-am-worth-the-effort/">I am worth the effort</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p>When I was training for Berlin Marathon and the summer was sucking the soul out of me, I thought that I had hit rock bottom. I was struggling to run sub-14 min/mile, struggling at anything over 90-100 minutes of running (which at my pace is only 6-8 miles) while training for a marathon. The last few weeks leading up to Berlin was the biggest thought of HOW in the world was I going to run for 6 hrs if I struggled to run just 1.5 hours. </p> <p>After I held it together at Berlin Marathon, I came back full of enthusiasm to run strong in cold weather. I did fall sick a bit (my post-marathon bout) but soon picked my routine back up, with the added Orangetheory classes (8 classes/month package). At 8 weeks after Berlin and 5 weeks after sickness, you&#8217;d think that I would be back to running strong. </p> <p>But &#8230;</p> <p>I am struggling. AGAIN.</p> <p>It started out as being &#8220;too cold&#8221; to run when the cold winter wave moved in after summer before Fall had a chance. But then moved to the territory of struggling to breathe while running even with perfect running temperatures. </p> <p>My weight has crept up (HOW HOW HOW) and I am officially the heaviest I&#8217;ve been in almost 8 years. With the added lbs on the scale, my belly looks like it is 7 months pregnant. I put away ALL my clothes and had to buy new sizedup clothes. Even my sports bra is too tight!</p> <p>The red pinstripe in this photo was bought 2 years ago and I CANNOT EVEN GET THE ENDS TO TOUCH now!!!</p> <figure class="wp-block-embed-instagram wp-block-embed is-type-rich is-provider-instagram"><div class="wp-block-embed__wrapper"> <blockquote class="instagram-media" data-instgrm-captioned data-instgrm-permalink="https://www.instagram.com/p/B4SW0QGn2yy/?utm_source=ig_embed&amp;utm_campaign=loading" data-instgrm-version="12" style=" background:#FFF; border:0; border-radius:3px; box-shadow:0 0 1px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.5),0 1px 10px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.15); margin: 1px; max-width:640px; min-width:326px; padding:0; width:99.375%; width:-webkit-calc(100% - 2px); width:calc(100% - 2px);"><div style="padding:16px;"> <a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/B4SW0QGn2yy/?utm_source=ig_embed&amp;utm_campaign=loading" style=" background:#FFFFFF; line-height:0; padding:0 0; text-align:center; text-decoration:none; width:100%;" target="_blank"> <div style=" display: flex; 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font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; font-style:normal; font-weight:550; line-height:18px;"> View this post on Instagram</div></div><div style="padding: 12.5% 0;"></div> <div style="display: flex; flex-direction: row; margin-bottom: 14px; align-items: center;"><div> <div style="background-color: #F4F4F4; border-radius: 50%; height: 12.5px; width: 12.5px; transform: translateX(0px) translateY(7px);"></div> <div style="background-color: #F4F4F4; height: 12.5px; transform: rotate(-45deg) translateX(3px) translateY(1px); width: 12.5px; flex-grow: 0; margin-right: 14px; margin-left: 2px;"></div> <div style="background-color: #F4F4F4; border-radius: 50%; height: 12.5px; width: 12.5px; transform: translateX(9px) translateY(-18px);"></div></div><div style="margin-left: 8px;"> <div style=" background-color: #F4F4F4; border-radius: 50%; flex-grow: 0; height: 20px; width: 20px;"></div> <div style=" width: 0; height: 0; border-top: 2px solid transparent; border-left: 6px solid #f4f4f4; border-bottom: 2px solid transparent; transform: translateX(16px) translateY(-4px) rotate(30deg)"></div></div><div style="margin-left: auto;"> <div style=" width: 0px; border-top: 8px solid #F4F4F4; border-right: 8px solid transparent; transform: translateY(16px);"></div> <div style=" background-color: #F4F4F4; flex-grow: 0; height: 12px; width: 16px; transform: translateY(-4px);"></div> <div style=" width: 0; height: 0; border-top: 8px solid #F4F4F4; border-left: 8px solid transparent; transform: translateY(-4px) translateX(8px);"></div></div></div></a> <p style=" margin:8px 0 0 0; padding:0 4px;"> <a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/B4SW0QGn2yy/?utm_source=ig_embed&amp;utm_campaign=loading" style=" color:#000; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; font-style:normal; font-weight:normal; line-height:17px; text-decoration:none; word-wrap:break-word;" target="_blank">Mad Hatter aka my natural style ?? #Halloween #MadHatter #Disney #AliceInWonderland</a></p> <p style=" color:#c9c8cd; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; line-height:17px; margin-bottom:0; margin-top:8px; overflow:hidden; padding:8px 0 7px; text-align:center; text-overflow:ellipsis; white-space:nowrap;">A post shared by <a href="https://www.instagram.com/fauxrunner/?utm_source=ig_embed&amp;utm_campaign=loading" style=" color:#c9c8cd; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; font-style:normal; font-weight:normal; line-height:17px;" target="_blank"> FauxRunner</a> (@fauxrunner) on <time style=" font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; line-height:17px;" datetime="2019-10-31T15:00:01+00:00">Oct 31, 2019 at 8:00am PDT</time></p></div></blockquote><script async src="//www.instagram.com/embed.js"></script> </div></figure> <p>My race photos, which used to be my pride with smiles and pride, is something I&#8217;m turning away from. And that &#8211; THAT is NOT ok with me. I love my race photos and make it a point to smile and I usually have good photos.</p> <p>These photos are my most recent race photos taken in November, August and September of 2019.</p> <figure class="wp-block-gallery columns-3 is-cropped"><ul class="blocks-gallery-grid"><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/TSP_12125722.jpg" alt="" data-id="7090" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/?attachment_id=7090" class="wp-image-7090" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/TSP_12125722.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/TSP_12125722-200x300.jpg 200w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/TSP_12125722-180x270.jpg 180w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /><figcaption class="blocks-gallery-item__caption">Smyrna Village 10k</figcaption></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.36-PM.jpg" alt="Alien Half Marathon" data-id="6947" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/2019/09/dealing-with-race-photos.html/screen-shot-2019-09-03-at-1-37-36-pm" class="wp-image-6947" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.36-PM.jpg 168w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.36-PM-126x300.jpg 126w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Screen-Shot-2019-09-03-at-1.37.36-PM-114x270.jpg 114w" sizes="(max-width: 168px) 100vw, 168px" /><figcaption class="blocks-gallery-item__caption">Alien Half Marathon</figcaption></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1667.jpg" alt="" data-id="7016" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/2019/10/berlin-marathon-race-report.html/img_1667" class="wp-image-7016" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1667.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1667-225x300.jpg 225w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/IMG_1667-202x270.jpg 202w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /><figcaption class="blocks-gallery-item__caption">Berlin Marathon</figcaption></figure></li></ul></figure> <p>These photos were taken in 2017 when I was at my running best in Oct 2017, March 2018 and April 2018 (2 days before my injury manifested itself)</p> <figure class="wp-block-gallery columns-3 is-cropped"><ul class="blocks-gallery-grid"><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/img_3244.jpg" alt="Marine Corps Marathon" data-id="6216" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/2017/10/marine-corps-marathon-race-report-2017.html/img_3244-jpg" class="wp-image-6216" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/img_3244.jpg 480w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/img_3244-150x150.jpg 150w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/img_3244-300x300.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/img_3244-270x270.jpg 270w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/img_3244-230x230.jpg 230w" sizes="(max-width: 480px) 100vw, 480px" /><figcaption class="blocks-gallery-item__caption">Marine Corps Marathon 2017</figcaption></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/03/IMG_4352.jpg" alt="Cochran Mill Trail Race" data-id="6472" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/2018/03/cochran-mill-trail-race.html/img_4352" class="wp-image-6472" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/03/IMG_4352.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/03/IMG_4352-225x300.jpg 225w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /><figcaption class="blocks-gallery-item__caption">Cochran Mill Trail </figcaption></figure></li><li class="blocks-gallery-item"><figure><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/IMG_4685.jpg" alt="Teardrop Half Marathon" data-id="6527" data-link="http://www.fauxrunner.com/2018/05/teardrop-half-marathon.html/img_4685" class="wp-image-6527" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/IMG_4685.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/IMG_4685-225x300.jpg 225w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /><figcaption class="blocks-gallery-item__caption">Teardrop Half</figcaption></figure></li></ul></figure> <p>Strava tells me that I average 5.5 hrs of training/week. I hate hate hate hate being slow even after putting in so much training. ALL I want to do is to be able to run with friends for once instead of always being the loner because I can&#8217;t keep up. </p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/Birthday2009_2012.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-999" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/Birthday2009_2012.jpg 400w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/Birthday2009_2012-300x267.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px" /><figcaption>A comparison I had posted from 2009 September vs 2012 September. Right now, I look closer to the left than on the right.</figcaption></figure></div> <figure class="wp-block-image"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/11700603_10153123897177987_3219723584617003009_o.jpg" alt="" class="wp-image-7094" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/11700603_10153123897177987_3219723584617003009_o.jpg 650w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/11700603_10153123897177987_3219723584617003009_o-300x150.jpg 300w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/11700603_10153123897177987_3219723584617003009_o-540x270.jpg 540w" sizes="(max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px" /><figcaption>My progression through Peachtree 10k in July from 2009-2015. I can barely probably make a 1:20-1:25 in that race now and definitely looks more like 2009 than anything else.</figcaption></figure> <p>Something needs to change. I need to change. My attitude needs to change. My discipline needs to change.</p> <p>I can&#8217;t live in this viciousness of beating myself up. And I know that I won&#8217;t stop beating myself or stop trying to better myself.</p> <h2>Accountability</h2> <p>I believe that I know what is needed to be done. Nutrition is KEY along with lifting and cardio. I only have one of the three covered. I have been making efforts to get down to the others as well. </p> <p>And I shall &#8211; I am worth the effort. I am worth the love. If nothing else, I will not let go without a fight. Hence starts my accountability right here. </p> <p>I will write TWICE a week about my food (7 days is too long to go), one as a food log/meal prep and another as a share of a recipe that I tried, even if its one that everyone knows. Writing it and having to take a photo will keep me accountable. </p> <p>Why write it here instead of finding a buddy? <br>Because I&#8217;ve often found it difficult to talk to someone about WHY I made the choice I did and so .. I lie. But I cannot lie to myself, I know what I&#8217;m putting in my mouth and I shall be accountable.</p> <p>I am worth the effort. Let&#8217;s see where it takes me.</p> <h2>No more Ms. Nice to myself</h2> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/Screen-Shot-2019-12-03-at-10.15.31-AM.jpg" alt="Motivation" class="wp-image-7112" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/Screen-Shot-2019-12-03-at-10.15.31-AM.jpg 379w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/Screen-Shot-2019-12-03-at-10.15.31-AM-269x300.jpg 269w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/Screen-Shot-2019-12-03-at-10.15.31-AM-242x270.jpg 242w" sizes="(max-width: 379px) 100vw, 379px" /></figure></div> <p>I am not going to be &#8220;nice&#8221; to myself and give myself the permission to eat my feelings. I am worth investing the effort into being who I want to be, and if that is someone who can run a min/mile faster, then I AM worth taking the effort to try to be that.</p> <figure class="wp-block-image is-resized"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature.png" alt="" class="wp-image-5017" width="393" height="146" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature.png 524w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/BlogSignature-300x111.png 300w" sizes="(max-width: 393px) 100vw, 393px" /></figure> <hr class="wp-block-separator"/> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/i-am-worth-the-effort/">I am worth the effort</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p>It&#8217;s been 4 weeks into the new year and athletes have had a chance to assess their goals and where they stand at. If they find that they are not where they want to be, or if they have a challenging goal, athletes turn to a coach to help them get to their goals. The world of finding a coach can be overwhelming and confusing. I&#8217;ve gone through this 3 times and each time it is agonizing! After sifting through...</p> <p class="read-more"><a class="btn btn-default" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/how-to-choose-a-coach/"> Read More<span class="screen-reader-text"> Read More</span></a></p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com/how-to-choose-a-coach/">How to choose the right coach for you</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.fauxrunner.com">Faux Runner</a>.</p> ]]>
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<![CDATA[ <p>It&#8217;s been 4 weeks into the new year and athletes have had a chance to assess their goals and where they stand at. If they find that they are not where they want to be, or if they have a challenging goal, athletes turn to a coach to help them get to their goals. The world of finding a coach can be overwhelming and confusing. I&#8217;ve gone through this 3 times and each time it is agonizing! After sifting through a ton of information, I&#8217;m sharing some tips on how to choose the right coach for you.</p> <div class="wp-block-image"><figure class="aligncenter"><img src="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/Screen-Shot-2017-01-02-at-5.04.20-PM.png" alt="what to look for in a coach" class="wp-image-5647" srcset="http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/Screen-Shot-2017-01-02-at-5.04.20-PM.png 398w, http://www.fauxrunner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/Screen-Shot-2017-01-02-at-5.04.20-PM-200x300.png 200w" sizes="(max-width: 398px) 100vw, 398px" /></figure></div> <h3>1. Cost</h3> <p>I wish I could bring this up in the very beginning. I feel very very very awkward to start off with my budget. But ultimately that&#8217;s a major part of any decision process. Of course, you can still contact the coach to see if they&#8217;ll work out some kind of structure with you.&nbsp;</p> <h3>2. Communication</h3> <p>How often do you like feedback, chat, etc with your coach? Be realistic to yourself on what you expect and that will allow you to communicate that to your coach. A lot of coaches tie in the level of communication to their pricing structures.</p> <h3>3. Training Philosophy</h3> <p>I haven&#8217;t given it much importance when I&#8217;ve looked for a coach. Mainly because I don&#8217;t know enough about different schools of run/tri training. I think this is something athletes discover <em>after</em> they&#8217;ve been training with a coach for a few months. It&#8217;s hard to judge on words how you respond to that kind of training.&nbsp;</p> <h3>4. References&nbsp;</h3> <p>And not just from the current athletes but also athletes who&#8217;ve parted ways with the coach for whatever reason. I&#8217;ve seen some really good coaches produce some really awesome results in athletes, and these are athletes who give it their all. What about their coaching &nbsp;rouge athletes?&nbsp;</p> <p>In this sport and in this day of social media, when almost everything is by word of mouth, references mean a lot &#8211; but I&#8217;m at a loss of words on how to ask for a reference. Here&#8217;s this really sought after coach and here I am, a back of the back finisher asking them for references&#8230; Awkward. (<em>It could be my personality and you might find it easier to</em>. <em>I really think that it&#8217;s important to talk to former athletes).&nbsp;</em></p> <h3>5. Personality&nbsp;</h3> <p>When you meet/talk with the potential coach, how do you both get along? Yes, the athlete-coach is a professional relationship but there&#8217;s a certain amount of personal involved as well. I call this the gut feeling &#8211; you just know.&nbsp;</p> <p><hr /><p><em>What to look for in a running/triathlon coach #runchat #triathlon #swimbikerun #coaching</em><br /><a href='https://twitter.com/share?text=What+to+look+for+in+a+running%2Ftriathlon+coach+%23runchat+%23triathlon+%23swimbikerun+%23coaching&#038;via=fauxrunner&#038;related=fauxrunner&#038;url=http://www.fauxrunner.com/how-to-choose-a-coach/' target='_blank'>Click To Tweet</a></p><hr /></p> <p>Here&nbsp;are some other articles from the internet that I had&nbsp;referenced.</p> <p><a href="http://www.ironman.com/triathlon/news/articles/2013/05/ironman-101-how-to-choose-a-coach.aspx#axzz4TRP18y1F">How to choose a coach</a>&nbsp;(Ironman.com)</p> <p><a href="http://www.ironman.com/triathlon/news/articles/2015/01/how-to-find-the-right-coach.aspx#axzz4TRP18y1F">3 steps to finding a coach</a>&nbsp;(Ironman.com)</p> <p><a href="http://www.active.com/triathlon/articles/10-tips-for-finding-the-right-coach-873285">Tips to finding a right coach</a>&nbsp;(Active.com)</p> <p><a href="http://www.triathlete.com/2014/10/training/quiz-finding-right-triathlon-coach_108744">Analyze your personality to find your right coach</a>&nbsp;(Triathlete.com)&nbsp;</p> <p><a href="https://www.endurancenation.us/blog/team-en/top-5-questions-to-ask-when-hiring-a-triathlon-coach-for-your-ironman/">What kind of questions to ask a coach</a>&nbsp;(Endurancenation.com)</p> <p><a href="https://www.dcrainmaker.com/2009/02/thoughts-on-triathlon-coaching.html">Thoughts on triathlon coaching</a> (DC Rainmaker)&nbsp;</p> <p><a href="http://tricoachgeorgia.com/dont-be-a-dodo-bird-hire-the-best-triathlon-coach-for-you-tricoachgeorgia/">Hire the best triathlon coach for you &#8211; don&#8217;t be a dodo bird</a>&nbsp;(Slayer of TriCoachGeorgia)</p> <p>Ultimately, <strong>when you choose a coach, trust them</strong>. You won&#8217;t see results in 4 weeks, give it time and follow the plan. Ask questions and don&#8217;t be afraid when you feel that something isn&#8217;t working out. A good coach will welcome curiosity and will want to foster the athlete-coach relationship.</p> <h3>Have you had a running / triathlon coach? 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