Brief Stats:
1st Half – 1:55:29
2nd Half – 1:54:49
Total Time – 3:50:18
Pace: 8:47/mile
Avg Heartrate: 160bpm
Felt great and loved it.
Long Stats:
Training:
Up until the end of February, my training was pretty spot-on for 8 minute miles or 3:30ish time. The goal was originally based on taking my last half marathon and 10k times (1:39 and 44 respectively) and using the conversion tools on some running sites.
March I was feeling very winded – even in easy workouts and my power on the bike was declining even though I was doing workouts that would typically make me stronger. Ended up having the internal bleeding/anemia (see last post), so not only was I slower, but it was somewhat painful to work out…not exactly motivational tools for training.
So, in a nutshell, my training in March and April was pretty much in the shit-can. I would work out when my body felt okay. Some days went well (like 30k for instance), but sometimes when I would get out there, I felt like I was fighting every step of the way.
Longest training run was 18.6 and for some of the others, I had to cut it short.
Goals
Canned the 3:30 time goal. I’ve wanted to run in the Boston Marathon since I was a teenager, so the most important thing for me was to enjoy the experience. Secondly, I wanted to finish in one piece without crapping-out too badly on the hills. I bonked in my first marathon which was FLAT at the end and felt horrible, so I couldn’t even imagine what level of hurt would be in store for me if I were to bonk in Boston. Third, but not so important, was being content with any time around 4 hours or less. With minimal training the past 2 months, I had no idea how my body would react, so I had in mind that I would need to run a very conservative race in order to do that.
Pre-Race
Turned the weekend into a celebration. I felt very relaxed about the race since I wasn’t putting much time pressure on myself. Picked up my number after work on Friday with my (very fast) co-worker Roger and purchased some customary loot at the expo. Saturday I had friends over for a barbecue party at my house. Sunday I chilled out and did a visualization of the race (pacing, nutrition, reactions to what-if’s and challenges).
Monday morning I went to my friend Tania’s to carpool over to the race start. It is a point-to-point, so you start 26 miles west of Boston in Hopkinton…and you run through 8 towns with the finish being in Boston’s Back Bay. Tania’s fiance Dave graciously offered to drive us (Tania, Paul, and I who all ran) over there in his construction truck which had a good chance of getting us past some “checkpoints”.
The other option was waking up at the a$$ crack of dawn to take some bus from Boston. 5am wake-up for a 10:30 race…OH HELLS NO!
So we followed the buses on the highway and got past the 1st checkpoint. Stopped at the 2nd, but was only a half-mile walk to the start.
Race
Pacing, nutrition and strategy-type stuff was already in my head from the previous night’s visualization, so I didn’t really have to think about that during the race.
Started-off conservatively as people barreled-past me on the downhills. Stayed in the present, ran my own race, and referred to my GPS watch for reference. I was pretty much enjoying the whole experience.
I felt like I was noticing a lot more around me while staying present, which I really haven’t done previously in races because I am so concerned with time, pressure, and “what will happen next?”. Seriously felt much better this way.
The crowd support was great. First saw a biker bar the first few miles…then at mile 12 came the Wellesley College screaming. The ladies were wearing shirts that said “kiss me” and “free kisses” so I blew kisses to them. Then in Wellesley center, I saw the McCrann clan
Was great to see them. This was the halfway point, so I decided to pick it up a bit but not too much. Climb to rt95 I decided to attack a little to see how I felt…felt good…sweet.
So, when I banged the right turn from 30 to 16 onto the hills where I have trained repeatedly. I was still feeling good and it was mile 18, so I thought to myself “ok I know what to do”…1st hill I saw Karen and Dede – 2 women who are my inspirations for racing – which gave me more energy to launch an even bigger attack on the hill (thanks ladies!). I would recover on the downhills. 2nd hill felt the same.
Got to Heartbreak Hill and gunned it. Felt great. Recovered on the drop-off at BC. Saw Daniel there and he snapped a photo. On Beacon street I definitely had to put it on cruise-control and concentrate a bit more in order to de-energize the thought of “MAKE IT STOP!” hehe. Turned the thought into “the faster I run these last few miles, the sooner it will stop” so I picked it up. My last mile ended up being the fastest (7:23) – figured it would be a long shot, but perhaps I would try to squeak-in under 3:50.
Finished and was overall very happy with the experience – I had negative-split in Boston and felt good the whole time. My friend Robin was at the finish line volunteering so she got a great photo.
In retrospect, I probably had a little too much energy at the end and, yes, the thought of “I could have squeezed-in the extra 5 minutes to re-qualify” has entered my head numerous times, but under the circumstances, I think I made a good decision because I really didn’t know that I would be feeling so good that day or whether I would crap out at some point with my minimal training.
Lessons Learned
Note to self: TRAIN MORE, however, my base is decent and if I am in the correct mental state (relaxed – no pressure), visualize the race beforehand, know the course, I can still pull-off a decent race. Still, though, I don’t want to make it a habit to be dependent on that. The race DID give me a kick-start to motivate…am back on the training wagon.
I will, however, continue to focus being in the mental state I was in for the race & be in the present. I was surprised how fast time flew.
Next up: Florida 70.3 on May 17th






