Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Mile 1: 8:31
Mile 2: 8:25
Mile 3: 8:25
0.1 Mile: 0:38
Kayano Miles: 133.3
January Running Stats:
Total Miles Run: 78
Total Elapsed Time: 13 hours, 43 minutes and 17 seconds
Average Pace: 10:33/mile
Other training news. I biked around The Woodlands yesterday. Total miles: 13. I'm getting to like this biking business. Perhaps I will get a nice road racer this year.
Next run: Thusrday 6 miles around the neighborhood.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
The rains held off for the one hundred and forty sixth running of the RTW race. I believe it was also the biggest run ever with more than 100 runners. The event included TNT'ers group from all over Houston and also The Woodlands Fit group. HRB runners were also present.
I missed my P.R. by 2 seconds, recording 25:21 gun time and 25:22 stopwatch time. With all the excitement at the start, it was really really hard keeping my pace. It didn't work as I ran a sub 8 minute per mile pace. After all the long distance running I've done lately, the old body did not want to sustain a fast pace. I ended up positive splitting every mile. Even so, this was the second fastest 5K I've run. The elusive sub 25 minute finish will have to wait for another day.
On a really positive note, I won a box of Clif Bar from the Luke's Locker drawing. Peanut butter crunch flavor, my favorite. Yum!
Mile 1: 7:45
Mile 2: 8:13
Mile 3: 8:37
0.1 Mile: 0:45
Kayano Miles: 130.2
Thursday, January 26, 2006
So now I am looking forward to seeing Bill Dwyer and a few of my blogging friends at the RTW 5K on Saturday. It should be a lot of fun, hopefully, we'll break 100 runners.
3.1 Mile: 28:08
Temp: 51 deg. F
Kayano Miles: 127.1
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Mile 1: 9:43
Mile 2: 9:07
Mile 3: 8:50
0.1 Mile: 0:41
Kayano Miles: 124
Nothing really hurt this morning. I think I am recovering nicely from the marathon. If anything, the muscles were feeling a little tired from last night's weight workout at the Y. I expect to be sore by end of today as it was my first weight training session in about a month. Hopefully, a nice swim tomorrow morning will take care of that and one more run on Thursday to get ready for the RTW 5K on Saturday. If all goes well, I hope to run fast and set aP.R.
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Today was (and still is) a little yuckie outside. It has been raining all day. Despite feeling "bleh" and with a mild headache, I changed into my running duds and headed out. It was kind of cold and breezy, and even with my long sleeve running shirt, I felt I needed some extra protection. So, I go back inside and grab my fancy HMSA 25K navy blue wind breaker. I was the only runner out there. How surprising. The start was a little cold and yuckie but 5 minutes into the run, it was a lot of fun, splashing the water with every step. The only bad part was during the last mile when I saw lighting strikes. My body automatically kicked into high gear and I ran home as fast as possible.
Mile 1: 9:42
Mile 2: 8:58
Mile 3: 8:21
0.1 Mile: 0:40
Kayano Miles: 120.9
Another nice negative splitting. The legs felt light today with none of the "heavy" feeling. It looks as if the 12 mile bike ride from yesterday helped me out.
Friday, January 20, 2006
Mile 1: 9:20
Mile 2: 9:00
Mile 3: 8:42
0.1 Mile: 0:38
Kayano Miles: 117.8
Very nice negative splitting. I guess I'll keep running 3 miles until this heavy feeling goes away.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
1 mile: 44:27
Swimming is a wonderful cross training tool for running as it does not stress any running related joints. It was refreshing but much more tiring than usual. I think I was averaging about 10 seconds slower per 50 meters than usual.
Our family re-lived the marathon moment last night, watching me finish over and over again on the FinishCam. For those that have not seen it yet, try it. It's a lot of fun.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Added bonus. HARRA members also receive $2 discount.
Monday, January 16, 2006
I set 3 alarms, just to make sure I was going to be up. All 3 were also strategically placed away from each other so that I couldn't simply turn it off and go back to bed. It was a waste of time as I jolted out of sleep at 1 AM, 2 AM and at 3 AM. So when 4 AM rolled around, I wasn't really that sleepy. Marathon jitters. I drove down to GRB eating a Clif Bar and guzzling a 20 oz Gatorade hoping that I could take one bathroom break just before the start of the race.
I found myself inside the GRB at 5 AM and eventually found fellow HRB'ers. For those that still run solo, I highly recommend joining a running club. Familiar faces right before a daunting task really calms the nerves. Also, since misery loves company, what better way to support each other at the time of greatest need?
At 6 AM, I checked my gear, deciding to wear the sleeveless shirt and an old T-shirt over it. I also kept the old socks to use as gloves. My shorts were packed with gel and food. I ducked to the Catholic Mass, asking the almighty for strength and determination. Plus us Catholics share a piece of bread at mass, and guess what? Extra Carb! Yeah!
After mass, I go line up at the potty. My turn finally comes at 6:45. After getting that taken care of, I go straight to the start line, sucking down an energy gel. A sea of humanity is trying to get into the corral and the only way in is through the back. As I wade my way out there, I step on a curb wrong and almost sprain my right ankle. Close call! I make my way into the starting area with about 5 minutes to spare and find Jen. It's always good to see Jen at the beginning of the race as she seems so cheerful. It has been so since the 20K race earlier in the fall. Kind of almost like ritual. We somehow always find each other right before the start and talk nonsense and giggle. BANG! Suddenly the gun goes off but since we are sooooo far behind, we chat for another 4 minutes as we walk up to the starting gate and off we go. I wish her luck and we separate.
Sunrise casts a brilliant red glow under the clouds and the office towers as we approach the first overpass. Up ahead, I see thousands of bobbing heads, running up our first hill. Breathtakingly beautiful. As I crested the first overpass, I decide to toss my gloves and cotton t-shirt.
Traffic was horrible. I kept getting cut off and almost tripped several times. Being so crowded, it was also difficult to see the pot holes. Thank goodness there weren't too many of those. I met up with Dave Smarts somewhere around mile 2 and ran with him through mile 6. We chatted about whole bunch of things. Non of which I can remember right now. Somewhere here, I think I came upon the Child Advocates group and wanted to tell them all that I knew Joe Breda. I don't. We keep moving. The professional man of Action passes by us around here.
The crowd is starting to get to me. I start to get annoyed about the need to constantly dodge
other runners. I can't wait for the splitting point near mile 9. Somehow I lose Dave. I don't know if he is ahead or behind me. I feel strong, no pain anywhere. We make it to the Medical Center. A nearby church has just let out and the parishoners cheer us on. Church Priest blesses the runners with Holy Water. I take his blessing. I try my best to imagine the holy water turning into energy to power me on.
We reach the edge of Rice University and turn West. Mile Marker 11 flashes by. Almost halfway. I have not taken any walking breaks yet. It is counter to my pre-race plan but the cheering from the crowd is infectious. I feel adulation. I feel energy. I feel I can run forever. Just before we turn North on Weslayan, we come to the halfway point. I feel good. Only 13.1 miles to go. From this point on through mile 18, the neighborhood is lined with American and Texas flags. Folks are cheering from their front yards, handing out all kinds of running food. We see young, old and in between, cheering us on. Suddenly, I almost breakdown and cry. The flags, the folks, the neighborhood, the support and the food. This is what America is all about.
Soon we find ourselves crossing 610 into Galleria. I find Elvis singing and Marilyn dancing. Elvis sees me and points to me. I give him a thumbs up, he returns the gesture. I get a boost. At Chimney Rock and Woodway, just past mile 18, I was going to meet up with my family. Sure enough, I see them. I stop briefly to chat. Wife gives me some water. I run on. I have ran as far as I have ever run in my life. Anything beyond 18.6 miles is uncharted territory. We pass 610 again and the 20 mile marker. I finally crack. I am sore all over, I think there is a serious blister brewing in my left shoe and hurts like crazy. I also start to cramp up and am forced to walk to shake it off.
somewhere on Memorial, the 4:45 pace team passes me. Then before mile 24, the 5 hour team passes me. I try to keep up with them but give up. Shortly after, I find Jon, Jessica and Sarah. Jessica yells if I need a pacer. I'm dazed. I nod yes and Jon jumps in. I run with him for a while. Then walk. Then I run again. We talked but can't remember what we talked about. At the I-45 underpass, Jon turns around to go back. I thank him. The pain is excruciating now. Everything waist down seem to hurt. I bargain with myself to run one block, walk one block. This continues on until one last turn and I see the finish line. It still looks way off in the distance but one more run a block, walk a block, I take off. The crowds are getting thick and everyone is cheering! I hear several, "Go Holden!" and "Looking Good, Holden!" 3 blocks to go and now nothing hurts. The energy is tremendous. Then, with block and a half to the finish, I spot my wife and son Alex. Alex jumps in and starts to run with me. I am so proud. We hold hands and run across the finish line together.
YEAH! I did it. I finally did it.
Mile 1: 11:11
Mile 2: 11:00
Mile 3: 10:55
Mile 4: 10:33
Mile 5: 10:40
Mile 6: 10:20
Mile 7: 10:25
Mile 8: 10:12
Mile 9: 10:27
Mile 10: 10:22
Mile 11: 9:49
Mile 12: 10:40
Mile 13: 10:41
Mile 14: 10:12
Mile 15: 11:48
Mile 16: 11:15
Mile 17: 11:27
Mile 18: 12:18
Mile 19: 12:38
Mile 20: 12:34
Mile 21: 12:41
Mile 22: 12:35
Mile 23: 13:10
Mile 24: 13:51
Mile 25: 13:47
Mile 26: 14:21
Mile 0.1: 2:51
Kayano Miles: 114.7
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Friday, January 13, 2006
I'm hoping to be at the GRB by 3 PM today to hang out. Drink in the atmosphere. Savor the moment. Then off to Carbo dinner. I'll post my cell number on the other site if anyone besides Jon is going to be there today.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
I can't really decide what to wear, how much and what kind of food to eat this week, whether I should tape up the pinkie toe or not, if I should wear a long sleeve or not, if I should show up at 5 or 5:30 Sunday morning. Should I get all my running food ready the night before or make 'em fresh on the morning of? All this nervous energy. Kind of feels like the first time I asked the girl of my dreams out on a date, a long long time ago, in a Galaxy far far away. Just this time, I hope she doesn't say no.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
I don't need a new pair of shoes but how can one resist when one is presented with a 15% discount and free shipping by email? So I bought a pair of Asics GT-2110, size 11 2E from Kelly's Running Warehouse. I've been going back and forth between buying my running stuff at Luke's Locker and this internet store.
Since I'm such an Asics fanatic, I guess I should have known this before. ASICS stands for: Anima Sana In Corpore Sano (A Sound Mind in a Sound Body). I'm just hoping for the sound body in me to carry me across the finish line this Sunday.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
In 490 B.C. and army from Persia landed on the plain of Marathon, about twenty-five miles from Athens, with the intention of capturing and enslaving that city. The Athenians prepared for a battle that would determine the course of history for centuries to come. A victory for the powerful Persian Empire could destroy the independence of the Greek city-states and effectively end Greek civilization and culture.
While the massive Persian army landed, the Athenians sent a messenger named Philippides (his name was corrupted in later texts to Pheidippides) to Sparta to enlist the aid of the Spartans in the upcoming battle. He covered the distance of about 150 miles in less than two days, a remarkable accomplishment by any standard.
Back at Marathon, however, the decision was made not to wait for the Spartans. The Athenian army fell upon the vastly larger Persian forces while they were still preparing for battle. Against great odds, the Greeks prevailed. Though historians writing close to the time of the battle make no mention of the event, writers some 600 years later claim that a runner was dispatched to Athens to carry the news of the great victory. According to legend he reached the city, said, "Rejoice, we conquer," and fell to the ground dead. Though one source gives the runner's name as Philippides, it is highly unlikely that he would have made such a run after having just run to Sparta. If he had, contemporary historians would surely have noted it.
Whether any messenger at all was sent to Athens with the news of victory is a matter of some doubt, but certainly Philippides was not the messenger. Still, in the centuries that followed, the legend of Pheidippides (as he began to be called) and the legend of a runner who died to bring news of victory to the Athenians merged, and many later writers gave the name Pheidippides to the ill-fated runner. In the nineteenth century Robert Browning wrote in his Dramatic Idylls of Pheidippides' dash to Athens, his announcement of victory, and his death. Though Pheidippides was certainly not the runner who carried the news of Greek victory to Athens, and though it seems unlikely that any professional foot courier of ancient Greece would have perished after such a run, the legend took hold, and out of that legend grew the modern marathon race.
Monday, January 09, 2006
Mile 1: 9.08
Mile 2: 9:07
Mile 3: 9:01
0.1 Mile: 0:47
Kayano Miles: 88.5
This was way too fast for my marathon pace. I tried my best to slow down but was not successful. It was nervous energy from the start to the end. Now I can't wait for the real deal, whatever fortune or misfortune it might bring.
Hwang Young-cho - Marathon 1992 Barcelona Olympics
The 1996 Barcelona Olympics are unforgettable for South Koreans in two ways.
First, it was the only Games where the first and the last gold medal went to South Korea, and second, it was South Korea’s Hwang Young-cho who won the last gold medal of the Olympics in marathon to cap the greatest finish ever in our Olympic history.
The first Korean to win a gold medal at the Olympics was Sohn Ki-chung at the 1936 Berlin Games but he ran under the flag of Japan as Korea was under its colonial power. While it is definitely something to be proud of it also left Koreans feeling like something was missing and many yearned for another marathoner to top the podium to relieve Sohn’s grief. It was finally accomplished at Montjuic Stadium after a 56-year wait.
The race itself was a thriller. Hwang, who was running just his just fourth full-course marathon at Barcelona, raced neck-and-neck with Japan’s Koichi Morishita for the lead before the 40-kilometer point.
Then, all of a sudden, he somehow found another gear up Montjuic hill and left his Japanese rival behind. Shocked with the unexpected rush, Morishita tried to catch up but came up short.
All Olympic medals are undoubtedly great achievements. However, Hwang’s was not just a gold medal. It meant much, much more. The aging Sohn burst into tears while watching Hwang’s finish as it was televised nationwide, adding another memorable moment.
Holden's comment: So, did the Kenyans and Ethiopians boycott the Barcelona Olympics? A Korean and a Japanese dude racing neck and neck for Gold through 40K? What on earth?
Saturday, January 07, 2006
What percentage of the population attempts and finishes a marathon? - Karen L., Columbus, SC.
While it is hard to say how many started, an estimated 423,000 people finished marathons in the United States in 2004, according to the Road Racing Information Center Annual Marathon Report. With a population of about 280 million, that comes out to about 0.15 percent of the population-though it's likely a much smaller percentage when you consider that many of those finishers ran multiple marathons. So when you finish your next 26.2 miler, give yourself an extra pat on the back.
There is only 7 days left for the big M. I want to be a 0.15 percenter. As of right now, the weather channel is forecasting 71 high, 52 low for next Sunday. Things can change of course. 65 high and 52 low will be perfect for me.
I went for a nice 6 mile run this afternoon. The weather was gorgeous.
Mile 1: 9.43
Mile 2: 9:55
Mile 3: 9:56
Mile 4: 10:14
Mile 5: 10:10
Mile 6: 10:07
Kayano Miles: 85.4
Did I mention 0.15%?
Friday, January 06, 2006
I received the promised polo shirts from the folks at the Surfside Beach Marathon/half Marathon for signing up early. It is a really handsome looking shirt that I don't mind wearing as a business casual attire. So, if the Houston Marathon doesn't cripple me, I shall be on the beach to run a leisurely half marathon.
I also received an email from Harra regarding the Lucky Trails Marathon on March 19th. I am contemplating running this rather than the Little Rock race. Decisions, decisions.
I went for a quick 5K tune up run this morning. It was crisp and on the chilly side. I wore the wind breaker I got at the HMSA 25K to keep warm.
The pace was slow, finishing the run in 30:30. I am resisting buying gloves. The hands were very cold and stiff this morning.
I am setting 5 hours as my marathon target. Hopefully, I can make it. Long range forecast still shows highs in the 70's. If so, the second half of the marathon is going to be on the warmer side of comfortable for me.
Kayano Miles: 79.4
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Got mine! It took 75K to get it. For that kind of effort I think this mug should come with cold beer in it.
On a different note, both Jon and Steve Shepard has confirmed that I need to finish the Marathon to get the Ironfoot award. So now, how can I not finish the marathon? Readers and runners, after mile 21, please make sure I'm headed in the right direction to finish the race. :)
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Mile 1: 9:24
Mile 2: 9:21
Mile 3: 10:28
Mile 4: 11:18
Mile 5: 10:00
Mile 6: 10:25
Mile 7: 12:07
Mile 8: 10:49
Mile 9: 11:11
Mile 10: 13:24
Mile 11: 11:35
Mile 12: 11:12
Total Kayano miles: 76.3
It appears the times are all over the place. I wasn't too concerned about the time, I was totally concentrating on getting the miles in. Side bar note, The Woodlands can look mighty spooky late at night with them tree branches and lots of shadowy hiding places. Holy crap.
Ready or not, I'm tapering. Can't wait to eat up and meet up two Fridays from now.
Monday, January 02, 2006
I bought a pair of size 32 jeans right after Christmas and....it fits! Its not even a tight fit. Ha! So I started 2005 bulging out of size 36 and now I fit well into size 32's! How cool is that? I haven't worn 32's since 1984, my freshman year in College. A few days ago, I also recorded my lowest weight since my junior year in high school. 171.6 lbs.
Back to the run. I finally felt good enough to run yesterday but was a little leary about how well I'd be. So, I prepared enough water and food for about 21 miles and decided to let my body tell me how much I should run. That ended up being 9 miles in 1:48 (Kayano miles: 64.3). I was starting to feel muscle fatigue by the end of mile 3. So, either the muscles are still recovering or I'm already losing fitness from not running for 3 weeks. Not too encouraging.
So, I think I'm going to try for one more long run tomorrow and then take it easy. No sense in trying to cram anything now. I guess the flu's timing was pretty bad. But then again, I guess it is better than getting it during the marathon week.
I'm going to be needing my fellow HRB'ers for all their support during the marathon.