Wednesday, February 23, 2011

The Ironman Journey Part 4 - Phase I Complete: What I’ve learned





The Ironman Journey Part 4 - Phase I Complete: What I’ve learned

My training is broken down into 5 phases with a recovery week in between each phase. The first phase was called: “Adaptation Stage.” This stage was 4 weeks long, and when I compare to the conditioning miles over the fall, the mileage is actually lower. What is different though is the weight training, more pool time and the weekend mileage is higher while the weekday mileage is lower. There isn’t much running in this stage, and since I’m still in marathon training mode as well as Ironman training, I modify the schedule to increase the running mileage.

I’ve enjoyed this stage and I might kick myself later for saying this, but I’m ready to pick up the mileage. This week is a rest week, which I’m respecting the swim/bike/conditioning parts, but again, I still have the Boston Marathon coming up, so I’m not quite pulling all the way back on the running.

My biggest concern is the weight gain. As I said, the mileage isn’t as high as my fall conditioning. I don’t know if it is winter, or if it’s the additional miles in the pool triggering hunger but I am nonstop hungry- and if you know me, I tend to gravitate towards the sweets. While in my ‘rest’ week, I’m trying to focus on this and change my habits to include more value add food. Also, I wouldn’t call it a weight gain of muscle mass, the weight training I do is multiple reps and not about building, just toning (my pants and handles of love also verify the type of weight gain).

The remainder of this Blog is brought to you by the letter “P”


Pills Pills Pills
Though I haven’t been successful on my nutrition, my awareness of the value add items have increased. For a long time I have had a pain that comes and goes in my left foot. This pain became an extreme nuisance a few weeks back. It was so great I started to wonder if it wasn’t circulation/nerve issues, but rather a stress fracture. I am pleased to report it wasn’t, but this put me on a whole track of worrying about stress fractures. I’ve heard too many stories from people getting them, and the thing is, once you get one, your body breaks down and becomes prone to more. So, I just started researching about my bones and how to prevent them. My concern isn’t so much about getting enough calcium as it is absorbing it. So now, I’m becoming a vitamin freak. I haven’t been into vitamins in the past, mainly because they make me feel weird and so I give up before my body can adjust. I need the fear of a stress fracture to keep me on it. I’ve ordered up on drugstore.com and now my daily routine includes Vitamin D, Vitamin K-2 and Magnesium. I’m only a week into this, and I still get nauseous from them like I expected, but I’m hoping this will slowly go away.



Paying attention to Pain
(Yes that is my foot in the picture, the pedicure is a little outdated but I figured a picture for the next part would be helpful to understand- my big toe!)
So what about my foot? It wasn’t a stress fracture, it was just more pain than normal. I decided it was time I didn’t ignore it and start researching it. I have self diagnosed it which I’m pretty confident in my self-diagnosis. The pain is usually increased after marathons, but this time it increased more as I had a 12 mile run in my new trail shoes. My new trail shoes will not be purchased again because they are not wide enough in the toe and I believe this is what triggered the increased inflamed pain.

If you don’t know what Morton’s toe is, it is when your 2nd toe is longer than your big toe (or so I call it the little pig that stayed home is bigger than the one that went to the market). My piggy that went to the Market is actually the same size as the one that had none (roast beef that is). When I was younger my big toes weren’t really growing. The fix was to break bones in my feet to stimulate growth, and my mom didn’t like the sounds of that, so, my big toes just didn’t grow like most. I can’t blame my mom, who wants to inflict that sort of thing on your body especially when there were no apparent issues with my big toes remaining small except for looking funny. The problem is the potential of Morton’s Neuroma, and the amount of pounding I do on my feet, that’s what I believe my issue is.

What is Morton’s Neuroma you ask? It’s basically an inflamed nerve in your foot that creates pain - it can be described as an electric shock, and yes this pain has been in my life for a very long time, I’m just like my Mom: High pain tolerance and able to ignore. I think I’ve concluded that this can always be an issue, but I don’t have to worry about further issue just because I run a lot. Since I have avoided the trail shoes, the pain issue has gone away. I also read that walking barefoot (flat foot toes spread) can be good for it, so you better believe I’ve pulled out the vibram 5-fingers and I’m trying to walk around in those more again.


People
The third “P’ would be People. What about them? I’m trying to make it to more spin classes and to weight conditioning classes but the problem is: I’m picky with instructors. I feel like Emily is my guinea pig, she tries out classes and she tells me when she likes them, then I go to them. Prior to Emily’s introductions, I had one class I liked which was recommended to me a long time ago and at the Union Station FFC. The problem with this class is I don’t think the instructor likes me. Actually, I take that back, I now KNOW the instructor doesn’t like me or she’s threatened by me or a combination of both. Her class is always a good workout, and she’s more real to being outside on a bike which is what I like and need if I’m going to a spin class. She has her followers, and she has her randoms, and then she has me. I’m like a random that I don’t go all the time, but I’m also more fit like her followers. The truth is, I’m intimidated by her and the people in her class, and maybe her issue with me is because I’m quiet, she thinks I think I’m superior than her class.
But so here are the stories of why I don’t like her attitude:

Alexis once or twice joined me in her class. Now, Alexis is a hottie, she looks good when she’s at the gym and she wears her beautiful engagement ring. Spin Instructor (we will call her Dusty), had a problem with Alexis the minute she saw Alexis, and she totally picked on her in class. Now Alexis might be a looker, but that doesn’t discredit her athletic-ness: she’s a marathoner and a TOTI not a TOFI. I knew Dusty had her catty ways of picking on people, but usually it was stories of people in previous classes, talking about how they couldn’t cut it.

Over the summer, Alison and I would go riding together early mornings on the lakefront path. It was our time together, sometimes we’d go hard, sometimes we’d cruise, and other times especially in zones that are difficult to go fast, we would go slower and chat. Now, Alison and I have matching real nice bikes (see other triathlon write ups), and I have a feeling Dusty once saw us on the path because the next spin class I went to she started saying how she is disgusted with people who spend money on bikes but then don’t go fast on the path. Maybe it was in my head she was talking about me, but the next incident made me decide that her comment about expensive bikes was indeed directed towards me.

Before the next story, in October Sheila and I went for a swim in Lake Michigan, sure it was a little cold in the water, but it was an 80 degree day and we wanted to take advantage. Dusty happened to bike by and see me as I got out of the water and said hi. I kind of laughed at that, but thought; maybe it will make her respect and like me a little more.

I haven’t been to Dusty’s class in a long time. Since Emily introduced me to other classes, I decided I liked instructors with awesome attitudes, and if I had to modify their class to fit my needs, I could handle that. Then, about a week ago, I went back to Dusty’s class. She spent the class picking on ME, not directly but as the class progresssed, she made it apparent it was me she was directing the comments to. She usually picks on people for not working out tons, but this time, her remarks were more in line with “some people spend more time at the gym than me, and if you are doing that Super Athlete, maybe you should take it down a notch. I work here” oh and the comment of “if you think you can go running on a treadmill after this, then you didn’t work hard enough in my class” (I really wanted to say “some of us are training for ironman so it’s called a brick workout!’ But I didn’t). So the great part about this is, I love my nickname- maybe she was trying to use a negative tone- but, Super Athlete? I’ll take it. After class she came up and talked to me, like she was my friend. This is a first. So I mentioned Ironman Training and said I’m also training for marathons right now- which of course she thinks is crazy, but I dropped the word “Boston” and then she acted like she got it.

But the point of this whole story about Dusty comes to a head soon of what I learned about people. I have complained about her to some of my friends, and it turns out my one running friends (Steve) has been friends with her for 10 years, and he defended her to a certain degree. I will not disagree with him; she would be a good 1 on 1 coach and could produce some great athletes. But then he made a comment of the sort like “Prepare yourself for a lot worse when you get into the ironman community”

And here is the thing, which I’ve known for some time: I don’t like and will steer clear from the people who like to talk themselves up by putting others down. Many in the ironman/triathlon and even marathon community are like this. Not all, but many are. People complete Ironman races because it makes them feel superior. We (Ironmen and Ironmen in training) are awesome and we do work hard, but seriously if that’s your only reason: Get over yourself!

I think that’s why I’m so drawn to the DetermiNation Community. When you have a charity athlete, they have many more reasons to complete an ironman other than to fall further in love with themselves. I love the attitudes of my Ironman Network. And I hope Veronica, Daryl, Andy, Alison, Michelle, Kristin, Heath, Maria, Tony(s), myself or any of my other Ironman friends never get a complex so big that we become part of the Ironman Community Steve mentions I should be prepared for. I plan to continue to avoid them.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

I’m not going to give up, I’m not going to stop, I’m going to work harder



I’m not going to give up, I’m not going to stop, I’m going to work harder
Miami, FL – State 22
3:52:15

It’s kind of crazy to think it took 22 marathons for me to finally cross Florida off the list. I had done the half marathon in Tampa and the Triathlon in St. Petersburg, but had yet to do a full marathon. I had thought I would do the Florida Ironman and cross the marathon off like that, however, because of the family support in the Racine Half Ironman and the local friend/cheerleaders, and Veronica, my Ironman Partner, I decided on the Wisconsin Ironman.

Xavier pushed the Miami Marathon early in my marathon ‘career’ It had been a year since I’d been to Miami, so it was about time I made another trip.

I actually took a lot of rest time since Vegas. I got in a 15 miler two weeks after, then I took a full week off run/bike/swim over Christmas. I stayed off swimming for a total of 5 weeks as I got an outer ear infection that turned into an inner ear infection and fluid behind my ear drum. It took about 6+ weeks for the fluid to be drained and is almost a non-issue but still kind of there in the mornings.

My long runs were originally planned as 18, 12, 20, 12, marathon. However, I wasn’t feeling 100% the week of the 18, so I figured I’d rest and let myself get better, and my schedule turned into 18, 20, 12, marathon. Then the weekend of the 18, I got hit with the flu in a bad way. It actually took a week for me to recover where my body wasn’t absorbing fluids, I was going through over 100oz of water, additional Gatorade and orange juice and I was still dehydrated. I was still training in this time, but not at any level of intensity. I was nervous for the 20 miler, but with my new winter running partner, Mike, I got through it.

I got a 20 mile run in, but that was about it since Las Vegas. The question was: Was I ready? What kind of race would I have? And my answer was: Just don’t give up or stop, just survive it and cross the state off. Now in reality, I wanted to remain a sub 4 hour marathoner (when it’s not a drunk marathon).

Though I tried to respect the taper, I didn’t respect it that much. I’m two weeks into my Ironman Training. The program was given to me by a 50 marathon state friend (Idaho travels) Tony S. Tony had run marathons with this training program through late May/early June so I know it’s a schedule you can manipulate for your running, and I plan to do the same. BUT, as the mileage is so low right now, I wasn’t about to cut out any of the workouts just because I had a marathon.

Friday before the race I flew into Miami. Xavi, Michelle and Tati picked me up from the airport. As always, we had such a great time. Xavi and Michelle are great parents, and this was the first time I met Tati and I’m in love with that little girl. On Saturday, I left them (so sad), but then I met up with another new friend at the Expo. David told me he had a friend doing the Miami marathon and he’d put me in touch with him. Shawn and Erin are brothers, Shawn lives in Charlotte and this was his first marathon, though he knows endurance as he has done a half ironman. Erin is actually the medical director of the Miami Marathon. So, we wandered the expo for a bit.


Side track: I have had two Garmin 205s for 5+ years. I bought the one, and it stopped being 100% dependable just after the 1 year warranty was up, so I bought another for real cheap on amazon.com. After 4+ years they both sometimes work which was fine since I had two I have always had one that worked. One of them went out in Vegas, and hasn’t worked since, the other I brought to Miami, and Saturday morning it didn’t work. Since there is a newer even greater Garmin out there, the 310xt, I splurged at the expo and got it. My electronic troubles didn’t end there, as my ipod also stopped working on me. Sometimes it needs to just power down then it works again, but it looks like this time, that’s not the case so it looks like I’ll be getting a new ipod too. Luckily the shuffle was working, so I was set for the marathon.

After the Expo, we went out for dinner, where I started to feel sick/congested. I tried to ignore it and drink fluids (I have since realized it was allergies, thanks Shawn for the Claritin, I didn’t take it on the marathon, but I took it after and it worked great!) At dinner, I met another great girl, Katie. She was doing the half marathon, which was her 2nd half marathon.

Sunday I woke up and my throat was super sore and I was congested and tired. I woke up at 4:00am, the race started at 6am. I did my routine of getting ready and left at 5:00am. As I was at the elevator, I made three more friends: Mary, Andi and Erin. They invited me to join them on their walk to the start and we decided we would hang out after the marathon.

I had to meet up with Luis (Xavi’s brother in law) as I left my phone charger at Xavi’s and he had brought it downtown with him when he came for the race. After getting my charger, Shawn and I met up (and Erin let us use the medical tent porta potties that were clean and no line). We entered the race coral and started together, though with different goals, we probably only took about 5 steps together.

You would think after 21 states, the 26.2 distance would feel short and easy, but the thing is, it still feels long. Thoughts that go through my mind early on are: really? I’m doing this again? This is so long. But...I do it and I know I’ll finish. It was still dark when we started and we went over a bridge headed to South Beach. It was real pretty going over the water. I quickly fell into a pace of 8:11 …mile after mile I was always clicking at 8:11. I knew I wouldn’t keep this pace throughout but it felt good for the time. We passed Taverna Opa, and a bunch of other bars I have visited on other trips. I started talking to another DetermiNation runner. He was from Georgia and was doing the half. We talked on and off for a few miles when we would be by one another.

Then around mile 8, I started to feel like I could get sick. I tried to push that feeling aside, but it wouldn’t go away. I started to search for porta potties along the course. It took until mile 12 until I found one. I stopped for a minute or two, and then I felt a little better, good enough to take a gu and water, which quickly came back up. I had no choice but to fight through as I wasn’t even at the half way point.

I resumed to a decent pace, still sub 9 minute miles, but it wasn’t long before my stomach started bothering me again. Instead of focusing on miles, I actually started focusing on porta potties, every time I would spot one I would think: Do I need to stop or can I push through to the next one? I ended up stopping a total of 3 times. I really just wanted to make sure I stayed under 4 hours, and though I did by nearly 8 minutes, I think I worked harder to keep pushing myself at this slower pace than I did for Detroit. So, I guess that means when fully healthy, I have more in me to push for new Boston times if and when they release them?

I really enjoyed our turnaround in Coconut Grove. The turnaround area is the same area where Kim, Sara and I spent the night before Xavi and Michelle’s wedding. And by night I mean, morning of his wedding: We cabbed it there from South Beach for Pizza, and then got stranded there at 5am and made it back to Kim and Damaris’ as the sun was rising. When we were stranded, there were runners running through the streets for their early morning runs. I tried to live off that moment to take my mind off the stomach issues. Smiling through those memories probably made the mile around there a favorite (it was around mile 18-19).

For the most part, the second half was in the shade and the sun wasn’t an issue, but around mile 22-24 we had an out and back that was right on the water and open for the sun to hit you. Of course, me loving the sun, I tried to find the good in this situation: I was getting a tan! But as I was baking and was thirsty (and fearful of every drink I had, that it might come up), it was getting more and more difficult.

With a mile + left, spectator’s were saying the cursed words you never say “you are almost there” Let me tell you, again, after 22 marathons, the last mile is not ‘almost there’ There was a hill just before mile 26 over a bridge. It reminded me of Roosevelt. The down after was great, but always feels long. YMCA was playing when I was running to the finish. I must have gotten excited as I tensed up a bit and had the ‘finish limp’ going on, but luckily I fought through it and was limp free crossing the finish. I later learned my new hotel friends, Andi and Erin, saw me cross the finish line.

After crossing the finish, I made my way through the coral, used the porta potty again, and then found a place to lay in the grass, in hopes if I were laying and still, my stomach would be nicer to me. I managed to talk to Rachel J. and Sheila some, but ultimately I laid in the sun for an hour.

It turns out Shawn finished in his goal time, but ended up in the medical tent, not just picking up his keys and phone from his brother, but for a little bit of what sounded like heat exhaustion. Katie also mentioned after she finished the half, she had some stomach issues, and Mary noted stomach issues too….hmm…was there something in the water they were giving out?

When I got back to my hotel, I got sick again but then slowly showered and made my way to the pool for more sun time. At which time, I met a guy from Michigan, who has the Ironman Fever. We chatted some, then I finally was feeling like I could keep food down, so I met up with Mary and Andi, and we had drinks and food out at the Bayside market area. Meeting them and chatting with them was so great. They are affiliated with Team In Training, and Andi shared so many different ways to fundraise (which I plan to bring up at the next ACS committee meeting). We wandered the city and made our way back to the hotel, at which time, I was in bed by 7pm!

I got to see a best friend and his family on this trip, and made so many new connections. I have met other great people along the way of my 50 states but I think it has been on the plane rides home. This time I was able to make friends with people where I could get the full marathon experience. A lot of times when I go places, I get the opportunity to see my friends who live in that city, but, I try to maximize time with them and I don’t stay around the marathon after the finish, I don’t stay in the hotels where I can meet other marathoners, and I just zip through the expo. Now, I do wish I had more time with Xavi, but it was nice to soak in the full marathon experience.

This was a tough marathon personally. From being sick through training, starting the morning off with another sore throat, and then stomach issues throughout – I think pushing to make sure I stayed under 4 hours took more work than the day I qualified for Boston. But the thing is- I’m a Survivor, I’m not going to give up, I’m not going to stop, I’m gonna work harder, I’m going to make it, keep on surving.

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