I have never been a high-mileage chick. In high school I ran ran a 2:10 800M and 5:05 1600M with 25-30 miles a week in training. My ability to race well on low mileage was one of the biggest reasons why my college Cross Country Coach, Patrick Shane was excited about my potential. He knew I hadn't been over-trained or burned out and I could run fast on, well basically talent. Even in college he didn't feel the need to have me doing mass mileage. I mostly hovered around the 45-50 miles per week range, hitting 55 miles per week maybe 3 times in four years while training for my specialty, the 3,000M Steeplechase. Now that I'm training for a little bit longer of a race (only 24 miles longer, no big deal) I've gradually been building up my weekly mileage and today's run concludes my first 70 mile week ever! I have to admit that 70 miles did make me feel a bit more tired throughout the week but luckily I was able to sneak in a few naps and get pretty good sleep at night, which helped a lot. My left achilles is feeling better than it has in weeks and my right shin was a little tight earlier in the week but after self-massaging it every day and trying to loosen up that calf, its actually feeling quite a bit better too. I'm very pleased with how well it has responded to self massage and daily icing.
So for today's workout, I met Running Republic at Tom Watson Park for some intervals around Boulder Res.
20 min warm up, stretching, strides
6X45second quick stride hills (5:15-5:40 pace, started off slower and got faster as I warmed up)
2.5 minutes easy
10 minutes at controlled tempo pace (6:00 pace)
3 minutes easy
3X3 minutes at 10k effort (6:17 pace; first one was uphill and I'm starting to overheat in the sun after the 10 minute tempo, 5:36 pace back down the hill, 5:53 pace on pretty flat mild uphill on the last one)
As soon as the intervals were over we were all super hot and the reservoir was right there calling our names so we jogged on over and took a swim. Everyone had their shoes off and was at least waist deep in the lake, most of us fully submerged which felt SOOO nice.
Then we did a 12 minute cool down which felt great with the slight breeze and wet running clothes.
When I got back to my car I drank my 24 oz water bottle within seconds. I also stopped at a gas station on the drive home to get another 30 oz of liquid. Nothing like a good quench after a hot run.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Sunday family time
Took a pleasant nap after Church while the girls napped and Aaron played board games with Abe. Then we all went for a bike ride down to a small lake about a mile from our house. Our five year old, Abe was riding pretty fast but says he's still not quite ready for us to take his training wheels off. Then he decided he wanted to put his bike in my trailer and run with his sister, Breanne. They ran around the lake trails and of course baby Ali just HAD to get out and join them too. They were all still pretty pumped up about their first race yesterday and just loved running around the trails. Breanne ran about 1.3 miles and Abe ran about a mile and biked another couple miles. Ali ran about a half mile. She kept resisting my suggestions to get back in the bike seat even after it started to rain a bit and Abe and Breanne had left us and gone ahead with Aaron so I just biked slowly next to her while she ran up the hill in the warm rain. Its so fun to see our kids get excited about running and enjoy doing it together as a family.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Joe Colton Off Road Run
Enjoyed camping in the canyon where todays race was held (apparently also a very busy train route). When the 3rd train of the night woke us up around 4:30 a.m., Aaron just got up and went running. The kids slept another couple of hours and at 6:30 a.m. we all woke up and ate breakfast. Aaron got back 30 minutes later and we hiked around a little bit to warm up (the temp was still in the low 40s) and broke camp. Drove the 7 miles down the canyon to the race start and I got out to get my race bib and shirt. Saw Tony (my teammate), made a potty stop, and ran a 1 mile warm-up. Stretched for a few minutes, did one stride, and chatted with Nuta (whom I've now raced three times and am well aware of her speed). I asked her if she was doing the 10 mile or the 15 mile and she said 15 (I knew from last year's results that she had won the 10 mile course in 6:12 pace). She asked if I had run it before and I said no, so she told me a bit about the course, warning me about the tough final two miles before the turn around and wishing me luck. She said she has done quite a few training runs on that road because it is great for altitude training on a hilly but smooth road. After running the race, I can attest to the fact that it is very challenging course and could be strengthening if run often.

The race started around 9 a.m. and I felt pretty comfortable with Nuta for a couple of miles.
Mile 1 - 6:19 Little bit rolling, net uphill though
Mile 2 - 6:31 Little more uphill
My heart rate started to go up and my respiratory rate was obviously faster than Nuta's so I decided I'd better be smart and not kill myself in the first quarter of the race. Slowly let Nuta go. After all, I had a lot of climbing to do and I'm not exactly "hill trained."
Mile 3 - 6:37 more climbing
Mile 4 - 6:44 still climbing, took a gu at the aid station right before mile 5
Mile 5 - 6:37 seems to be a theme here...climbing, climbing, climbing
Mile 6- 6:23 little less climbing
Mile 7 - 7:30 serious climbing (200 ft gain in this mile) respiratory rate shot through the roof
Mile 8 - 6:33 the mild climb equalled itself out because 7.5 mile point was the turn-around. Nuta had a solid minute on me at the turn-around but I still wanted to give a good effort in catching her and I knew I had a steep downhill mile ahead of me so I tried to use the momentum to see if I could reel her in a bit.
Mile 9 - 5:37 (200 ft drop) At the end of this mile my legs were really throbbing from the pace change and hammering down the hill. Nuta seemed to be just as far ahead of me, if not farther and I decided again to just run my own race and not kill myself to try and catch her. I could have decided to run beyond my pain threshold and blow my quads out trying to catch her and then probably still fallen short.
Mile 10 - 6:11 What goes up must come down and I'm really appreciating the downhill at this point. Took another gu at mile 10 aid station.
Mile 11 - 6:10 more down
Mile 12 - 6:26 starting to feel pretty fatigued here. My quads were pretty much screaming at me and my head was starting to feel a little dizzy with the heat and sun, so I pulled back on the throttle a bit.
Mile 13 - 6:23 ran by the river and enjoyed the cool air coming off the water totally unaware of anyone else around me and just enjoying the beauty of the canyon
Mile 14 - 6:18 just keep moving forward. Tired though.
Mile 15 - 6:30 rolling but net downhill. I'm completely spent. Apparently I went out a little too fast because this mile was faster going up the hill than coming back down at the end. Oh well. I'm just glad to be finished.
Total time - 1:36:53 (6:30 AP) with around 800 ft elevation gain/loss
Saw Bean and Dianne (more teammates) at the finish. Dianne had run the 10 miler and Bean is injured but came up to hike around and cheer. Tony came in around 1:50 and we whined together about the intense 7th mile heartbreak hill.
Nuta finished about 2 minutes ahead of me, so she had put another minute on me on the downhill. Overall I was very pleased with my effort considering my lack of hill training. It was also the longest run I have done in a couple of months, so I'm pretty happy with how my body held up.
About 15 minutes after I finished, Aaron and I grabbed the kids and did the family fun run together (1 mile). Aaron ran with Abe and Breanne and I walked, ran with, and carried Ali. Ali and I actually turned around at the quarter mile check-point just as Abe passed us at his 3/4 mile check-point. We did our half mile in about the same time as Breanne and Aaron finished their 1 mile. Abe ran the whole way and finished strong.

Breanne ran with Aaron and kept telling him how much fun she was having and how cool it was to run her first "race." The kids all got little finisher's medals and toy prizes, which they loved. We ate some post-race grub and stayed for the awards ceremony (I got a $25 gift card to Boulder Running Company and a Timex watch). Fun day!
The race started around 9 a.m. and I felt pretty comfortable with Nuta for a couple of miles.
Mile 1 - 6:19 Little bit rolling, net uphill though
Mile 2 - 6:31 Little more uphill
My heart rate started to go up and my respiratory rate was obviously faster than Nuta's so I decided I'd better be smart and not kill myself in the first quarter of the race. Slowly let Nuta go. After all, I had a lot of climbing to do and I'm not exactly "hill trained."
Mile 3 - 6:37 more climbing
Mile 4 - 6:44 still climbing, took a gu at the aid station right before mile 5
Mile 5 - 6:37 seems to be a theme here...climbing, climbing, climbing
Mile 6- 6:23 little less climbing
Mile 7 - 7:30 serious climbing (200 ft gain in this mile) respiratory rate shot through the roof
Mile 8 - 6:33 the mild climb equalled itself out because 7.5 mile point was the turn-around. Nuta had a solid minute on me at the turn-around but I still wanted to give a good effort in catching her and I knew I had a steep downhill mile ahead of me so I tried to use the momentum to see if I could reel her in a bit.
Mile 9 - 5:37 (200 ft drop) At the end of this mile my legs were really throbbing from the pace change and hammering down the hill. Nuta seemed to be just as far ahead of me, if not farther and I decided again to just run my own race and not kill myself to try and catch her. I could have decided to run beyond my pain threshold and blow my quads out trying to catch her and then probably still fallen short.
Mile 10 - 6:11 What goes up must come down and I'm really appreciating the downhill at this point. Took another gu at mile 10 aid station.
Mile 11 - 6:10 more down
Mile 12 - 6:26 starting to feel pretty fatigued here. My quads were pretty much screaming at me and my head was starting to feel a little dizzy with the heat and sun, so I pulled back on the throttle a bit.
Mile 13 - 6:23 ran by the river and enjoyed the cool air coming off the water totally unaware of anyone else around me and just enjoying the beauty of the canyon
Mile 14 - 6:18 just keep moving forward. Tired though.
Mile 15 - 6:30 rolling but net downhill. I'm completely spent. Apparently I went out a little too fast because this mile was faster going up the hill than coming back down at the end. Oh well. I'm just glad to be finished.
Total time - 1:36:53 (6:30 AP) with around 800 ft elevation gain/loss
Saw Bean and Dianne (more teammates) at the finish. Dianne had run the 10 miler and Bean is injured but came up to hike around and cheer. Tony came in around 1:50 and we whined together about the intense 7th mile heartbreak hill.
Nuta finished about 2 minutes ahead of me, so she had put another minute on me on the downhill. Overall I was very pleased with my effort considering my lack of hill training. It was also the longest run I have done in a couple of months, so I'm pretty happy with how my body held up.
Breanne ran with Aaron and kept telling him how much fun she was having and how cool it was to run her first "race." The kids all got little finisher's medals and toy prizes, which they loved. We ate some post-race grub and stayed for the awards ceremony (I got a $25 gift card to Boulder Running Company and a Timex watch). Fun day!
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Missing Dad
7 miles in 7:30 pace
The prarie dog near mile four perched up on his mound and gave me an enthusiastic wave as if to say "top of the morning to you!" Finally after a year of running past his home three or four mornings a week he's decided to be neighborly.
Around mile six I saw an older gentleman who's sharp white and black facial hair and jaw line suddenly reminded me of my Dad. My heart sank as I started wishing I could go hiking with my Dad, see him cheering for me at the end of a race, or just sit down and chat with him. The last time I was able to do any of those things was three years ago before he passed away. At least I still have lots of good memories and thoughts of him. I miss him.
The prarie dog near mile four perched up on his mound and gave me an enthusiastic wave as if to say "top of the morning to you!" Finally after a year of running past his home three or four mornings a week he's decided to be neighborly.
Around mile six I saw an older gentleman who's sharp white and black facial hair and jaw line suddenly reminded me of my Dad. My heart sank as I started wishing I could go hiking with my Dad, see him cheering for me at the end of a race, or just sit down and chat with him. The last time I was able to do any of those things was three years ago before he passed away. At least I still have lots of good memories and thoughts of him. I miss him.
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