Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Running from a Different Angle

The winter months are a great time for planning spring and summer events such as your race schedule and training plan, outdoor home projects, summer camps, and if you're lucky, a vacation.

Through my business, A Running Conversation, Peak Performance Multisport has hired me to develop running programs and clinics. Here's a look at what's on the horizon at Peak:
There will be more to come. As you can see, I've linked these events for you to get more information and to register.

Peak is also the lead sponsor with several road races and triathlons, and often has training clinics or expos associated with those. You can find it all on their web site.

As you try to convince yourself you will run outside again someday (it is snowing like crazy right now!), and plan your spring races, consider taking advantage of these terrific sessions. All the presenters are high caliber athletes and can really help you to structure your training in a way you might not have known how to do otherwise. It is all about running well - that is strong and healthy and injury-free. Hope to see you there.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Last Mid-Winter Group Run

What a difference a day makes! Yesterday's group run over the Mid-Winter Classic 10-Miler course was such a breeze compared with last Sunday's snow storm challenge! Thirteen of us, plus David who started late, covered the course in good time despite the cold temps and westerly wind. It really wasn't too bad; the streets were clear with the exception of an icy patch across the marsh and a tough shoulder along Route 77; the sun was shining brightly and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. I know at least one group member, Janet, opted to run the course on Saturday in much warmer temps, and I bet a few chose to do that. Nevertheless, we got 'er done.

This marked the end of an eight-week training group sponsored by Peak Performance Multisport, in preparation for the Mid-Winter Classic. Race day is next Sunday, February 1st. Get this: seventy people registered for this Sunday group run! I think that's awesome. All did not turn out at one time, of course, but each week saw a new face or two and individuals had the benefit of running with others. Some folks made significant progress running ten miles for the first time, and/or running this challenging course for the first time. Others kept their base strong. Kudos to all who came out (or ran indoors) and met the myriad challenges of winter running in Maine.

There is interest in keeping the Sunday group runs going. Yeah baby! Check out Nor'Easter Run for future events.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Nor'Easter Run

Peak Performance Multisport in Portland, Maine has launched a new running club called Nor'Easter Run. The Club follows on the success of Peak's Team Nor’Easter, which was launched in the fall of 2007 to benefit the multisport community. Within a year, that Club grew to over 100 members. Alas, not all of us are triathletes and Peak recognizes that runners want to get in on the fun too!

Becoming part of a team or club has huge benefits, not only in discounted store merchandise and race entry fees, but for personal and social reasons. We all need to affiliate with others to varying degrees; in fact, some people prefer to run only by themselves as a meditative practice. But even the most introverted person can gain something from being a part of a group.

In 1991, I joined the Run to Win Ladies Team, coached by Brian "Ziggy" Gillespie. The team consisted of about 15 women, all at various points in their running careers. Some had never done a road race, had never run with others, had no idea what they were doing let alone what they were capable of doing; while others were elite racers in need of coaching. I still belong to that team except new this year, it'll be known as Nor'Easter Run.

After eighteen years I continue to value the affiliation with Brian and the team members. Men became part of the mix sometime during the 1990's, and the size of the team fluctuates from season to season depending on one's other commitments: personal life and work situations, physical health and motivation, and other time constraints. One thing I have learned from this experience is that a group such as this becomes a microcosm of life. Teammates get to know and care about each other; they help each other to improve as runners by putting their best effort forth during practice and races; and they simply share themselves with each other.

The coached group is only one aspect of Nor'Easter Run. The Club is for anyone interested in running, getting discounts at Peak Performance, attending social gatherings and other clinics, staying informed about group runs and other trainings. The coaching component is an additional option.

If you want to learn more about Team Nor'Easter and Nor'Easter Run, the monthly social is on Wednesday evening, February 4th, at 7:00 P.M. at Peak Performance Multisport, 317 Marginal Way in Portland. Also, in future blogs I'll inform you about upcoming Nor'Easter Run events.

Monday, January 19, 2009

One for the Books

Twelve committed runners faced the challenging winter weather yesterday and ran the Mid-Winter Classic 10-Mile course in Cape Elizabeth in a fairly aggressive snow storm. One runner called it "a character-building run," while others thought it was plain old frustrating. It was definitely "one for the books."
We set out at around 9:00 with about 3-4 inches of snow already accumulated. It continued to snow steadily and the onshore wind was fairly strong. This meant the beginning part of the run down Scott Dyer to Spurwink and Eastman Roads was fairly pleasant, as we went away from the ocean. The toughest part was finding traction going up the Spurwink hills. That slipping and sliding back really does make the effort feel a bit silly. And was it slow going. Often, the best traction was off to the far left of the road where there were a couple inches of fresh snow.
One runner met up with an oncoming snow plow and had to jump off the road. Otherwise, it seemed like traffic was fairly forgiving and gave way.
We finally hit the half-way point at the marsh on Sawyer Road. Here, the wind came whipping across the marsh from the ocean, blowing the snow sideways and making for very challenging running. We saw a couple other runners out on the course, forging their way across the marsh as well. Spirits seemed high despite the conditions.
Then of course came the tough miles on Route 77. The wind was in our face, the traction was bad, and it felt like we were getting nowhere. I actually found relief by taking some walking steps while I drank water.
"As soon as we get to Rudy's the wind will be behind us," Paul said. Sure enough, we felt the tail wind with about two miles to go. The last mile of this race is a good one: It begins with a gradual descent, only to head back up as you approach the high school. It's a very strategic part of the race, because the finish line is all the way behind the high school, a good quarter mile or more from the entrance. Remember that...
The group enjoyed bagels and bananas while standing and stretching in the snowfall. We all agreed we would likely feel aches and pains on account of the unevenness of the run. I felt more tired than usual for the effort. One thing remained true: We were very pleased and satisfied we got out and did it. Let it snow.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

LSD Meets DOG

Long slow distance (LSD) is a nice alternative to the short fast daily run one typically does to simply "get 'er done." In fact, LSD is a requirement if one is training for a marathon or equally demanding endurance event. This is how the body develops aerobic capacity: the ability of the body to store and utilize energy sources, namely, glycogen and fat, capable of lasting for several hours of activity. It's a fabulous adaptive process, and worthy of its own entry. But for now, L-S-D meets D-O-G.

Yesterday I set out to do something in-between a long slow distance and a typical daily run. I wanted to run slower and longer, but not super long. I'm not training for a marathon but know how enjoyable a leisurely run can be, and definitely wanted to go further than five or six miles.

No sooner was I into my reverie about LSD when I heard heavy panting and clawing on the pavement coming up from behind me. I quickly turned around to see a medium-size mutt charging full steam ahead toward my body, hair up on his back and everything! I screamed suddenly and loudly, as one does when one's life feels threatened, and I must have scared the bejeezus out of this canine since it veered sharply to the left, over a snowbank and into the front lawn of the house we were passing. I was pissed, so I immediately summoned my best alpha voice to say "Bad Bad Dog! You Go Home Bad Dog! Go Home!"

Then, I was half running, half stumbling backwards, pointing at this pooch as he has proudly pulled himself out of the snow, though with way less machismo as he had going in. He stood there on all fours looking at me as I backed away and turned around to continue running. I kept looking back at him...he stayed looking at me. It could have been a stand-off except I started running. So much for the relaxed run.

This is not the first time I've been charged at by a loose dog and thankfully, I've never been bitten. (I am knocking on wood as I write this.) But I have to say, I find it most annoying - down right maddening, and I know that other runners have been seriously injured by dogs.

Two recent situations were irksome, not because of the loose dogs' potential danger to me, but more so on account of the owners' indifference or naivete. One was on Pine Point Beach in Scarborough, Maine and oddly enough the dog and its owner were running together, well off in the distance coming toward me, with a significant amount of beach between us. As we get closer to each other, the dog starts heading my way: straight toward me, full gallop, all fun loving and fancy-free, not slowing down, not responding to its owner's command to "Come!" Well, guess what? That creates fear in me. I don't like this. By now the other runner and I are side by side and she says gaily, "Oh, he just wants to run with you." Oh really. Guess what?

Another time I'm on the Eastern Trail and it's a similar situation except this dog and its owner are not running; they are walking towards me as I'm running. And this one is on a leash, no less, but is somehow able to charge and jump up at me as I approach!! All friendly and fun-loving, of course, and I hear the owner say, "He's okay." But, guess what? It's not okay for me. It scares me and it disturbs my running.

I don't know. I realize many dogs are lovely animals and harmless, etc., but not everyone is comfortable around your dog. Some dogs can be vicious. I also realize running could seem like a threatening activity to a protective or vigilant dog. I suppose it comes down to owners' being responsible for their pet and recognizing others' rights to move about freely; and, for runners to stay alert while doing LSD, and perhaps carry pepper spray.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

A Quiet Conversation

Last night at around eight-thirty I took a walk while the full moon still held dominance in the winter sky. A snow storm was forecast to begin during the night, and the moon was slowly being stalked by the foreboding cloud-cover.

I walked through the crusty crunchy snow across the neighborhood ballpark to the Eastern Trail. The trail is a fabulous asset to this community and is Southern Maine's portion of the East Coast Greenway, a projected traffic-free pathway running from Florida to Northern Maine. This local section used to serve as a railway and has been under development over the past several years.

I came onto the trail section between Pine Point and Old Blue Point Roads in Scarborough and headed north across Pine Point Road. I thought it would be great if the path could somehow get plowed to make running and walking easier during the snow season. It was all uneven and tough walking.

This section of the trail goes over the Scarborough Marsh. If you have never experienced the Scarborough Marsh it really is worthy of a place on your must-do list. In any season or at any time of day, the marsh projects an other-worldliness. I love watching the grasses change colors with the seasons and the sea smoke rising up on a cold morning. The Maine Audobon has a center on the marsh as habitats are abundant. It's a destination point for avid birders and canoeists.

Last night I stopped on the foot-bridge that spans about 100 feet over the river. Looking east toward the ocean, I was captivated by the parade of small icebergs making their way under the bridge with the incoming tide. There was not a sound! It was like a moving picture with no sound except for an infrequent soft collision of ice flows. And the full moon! I could have stayed there for hours. Had I just been complaining because the trail wasn't groomed?

As predicted we woke to a snow storm with about three inches already on the ground and a nice northwest wind. My husband continued to suffer with a flu and my daughter wondered about breakfast. My long run in Cape Elizabeth, though I was fully prepared to go, quickly became a low priority.

At around nine my daughter (8) and I donned our snowshoes and retraced my course from the night before. What a different world with inches of new snow, daylight, a stiff freezing wind in our faces, and an adventurous child: "Let's explore in the woods!" Instead of heading toward the open marsh we went south on the trail and into the woods. Again, what a treat to be in the stillness, except this time it was snow-covered trees and fresh snow underfoot, rather than the floating ice. We followed old footsteps and then broke our own trail. SG said it was starting to feel a little spooky because there were so many trees. On the way back we had a lovely tail-wind.

I don't know when or if I will run today and it doesn't really matter. A walk in the woods with my girl, a hot cup of tea, and sick and tired feet to rub seem like just enough for now.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Competition

Competition is a fascinating thing: One chooses to engage in it or not, and it can bring out the best and worst in a person given the happenings of the day. The funny thing about running is that it is intrinsically challenging or competitive, as it's all about a test of one's ability and will. A runner comes up against all sorts of conditions - weather, terrain, body weight, bio-mechanics, time constraints, attitude, motivation, outside opinions and on and on. So it's interesting to hear a runner say "Oh no, I don't compete," or "I'm not a competitive person." Give yourself some credit, you are and it's okay to be competitive. You're winning against many influences to not run!

Racing then is just another level of competition a runner participates in. Some runners thrive on it while others feel intimidated. Racing against the clock can be the extent of the competition, or you can use the race as the place where you come head to head with a "co-conspirator" and bring the best out in each other.

In 2001, Jeff Johnson, an ex-Nike employee and volunteer coach of their Farm Team for many years, gave a talk to a group of high school cross-country runners readying for the Border Clash (a Nike sponsored cross-country duel between runners from the two states, Washington and Oregon.) His speech was awe-inspiring and I think a most poignant part was about "the race":

"And so it is. The worthy competitor is essential to the race, not as an enemy, but as a co-conspirator. The race you see is a secret form of cooperation. The race is simply each of you seeking your absolute best with the help of each other...But the next time you step to the starting line of an important race, the conspiracy of striving together for excellence will be about to unfold! The white line on the ground before you...and that other white line five kilometers away...will define a sacred place, rife with potential, an arena in which excellence and ultimates are the only acceptable...indeed, the only honorable standards - and an arena into which only a few, special people ever venture.

There - between those white lines, in a race that matters - you will give your best to each other. And there - between those white lines, on that sacred plain, you will learn who you are...of what stuff you are made...and what you can endure...which is essential knowledge...essential knowledge...for it will inform your whole, entire life."

Wow. I wish I could have been in that room full of young, hopeful and engaged runners. Here's the speech if you ever have doubts about why you run and need inspiration.

I hope you can enjoy your next competition and use it as a means to tap your own power and potential, while at the same time, honor your co-conspirators.