Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Ok. I read Kate/KEAKMAN's blog about her Spark America minutes and I got to thinking about mine. It turns out, I set a goal of 15,600 for 2010 and I still have 7,042 to go. And I have 74 days to do it. I could be a little bit screwed. That's 95 minutes a day.. no breaks, no rest days.
Monday, October 11, 2010
and some just plain suck I'm not sure where today's HM went wrong. I had a good night's sleep the last three days, I hydrated and I ate pretty close to normal. I didn't change anything and STILL everything went sideways. The only thing that I can think of is that the yogurt I had this morning was not known to me.
The race started okay. I spent the first seven or so kms running with Paul and another running friend from Calgary, Karen. Then my tummy decided to make a rumble.... I told Paul that I had to stop at the next porta-pottie and he was to keep running no matter what. Four more stops just like that one, a foot cramp, a leg cramp, a phlegmy cough...... oh and my favourite shirt decided to chafe me again... and I was considering sitting down at the side of the road and waiting for a cab. With about six kilometres to go I found my lifeline - Logan. He rollerbladed along with me until the finish line. He encouraged me, distracted me and just made running and walking a LOT more enjoyable. Don't get me wrong, it was still hard and it still sucked BUT it sucked a whole lot less with him there. I got a stylin' new medal and a really cool shirt out of the day and a new PB for Victoria = 2:42:17. My second worst time ever but, again, you run the race you're dealt. You can bet that I'll be back. You can also bet that the stars will align for me next time. And, as my little running coach stated, "now you'll have a good race in Vegas". Bring it on!
Friday, September 03, 2010
Being a Coastie may *sound* glamourous but, in retrospect, it was kind of like being fit and homeless with seven of your closest friends and a couple thousand of your closest competitors. But I'm going to step away from that thought and focus on the REALLY good stuff.
The way this race works, for those of you NOT in my Rookie Runner or HTC groups, is you get a team of 12 together (plus 2 drivers, plus 3 volunteers, plus -in our case- two crazy ladies that came along to do whatever we told them to do - LOVE YOU!) and split up into two vehicles. The 197 miles of HTC is divided into 36 legs, each runner doing 3 legs. Those running the first six legs of twelve go in Vehicle #1 (my van) and those running the last six go in Vehicle #2. My sub-team consisted of: Kate, Trish, Leah, Jackie, Cary and myself. (BIG SHOUT OUT TO Robin, our time keeper, Bob, our driver, and Gaye, our inner cheerleader) We ran in that order... once I completed my leg, I handed the slap-bracelet off to Maria and Vehicle #2 took over. At which point, Vehicle #1 gets to rest for a few hours, eat and dream about not living in a van. Along the way, I learned a few things that I began, mostly to keep my mind off the comforts of home, food cravings, needing to pee and the fact that I was missing my boyfriend back home (not necessarily in that order), compiling and uploading to FaceBook. These included, but are not limited to:
Rule #1 - Always check under your butt first.
Rule #2 - Slide the door lock ALL the way over in the honey buckets :)
Rule #3 - Know whether you're coming or going.
Rule #4 - If you're running downhill & you've had children Kegals & Kotex are your friends.
Rule #5 - Make sure all your gadgets are secure.
Rule #6 - Wipe before you slap :)
Rule #7 - Be careful when you ask your angels for help.
Rule #12 - You can never make too many potty breaks.
Rule #13 - Knowing which side is up is as important as knowing whether you¡¦re coming or going.
My first leg, number 6, was the longest of the three at 7.42 miles. It was deemed "hard¨ because it had"challenging uphills and gradual downhills along Highway 26 on paved shoulder¨. I began running some time after 11:00 a.m. I'm looking at the HTC legend now and it says I lost 500 feet in elevation. Huh, interesting...... see here's what I remember: screaming tractor trailers, hot sun, nice people, one lady driver that tried to take out my temporary running buddy, Christie, and I and seeing Maria waiting for me at my first "Finish¨ line. Strangely enough, I remember no rolling hills and not much of anything else...then it was time to find the team, down a chocolate milk and jump into the van to head to Kate's house. During our "break¨ (legs 7 through 12 - remember, Vehicle #2), we had the opportunity to clean up a little, do some laundry, eat a Subway sub (turkey and veggies on whole wheat -YUM!) pass out for an undermined amount of time ANNNNND get back in the van.
Want to see some more great photos? These ones were taken by Bob, our driver (packer, coffee-finder & all around good guy).
Our next legs, began in the dark. I believe that my fellow Coasties have already covered this experience rather nicely so I¡¦m going to keep this simple. For leg 18, I was glowing like a Christmas tree, running uphill for 4.15 miles. The HTC deemed this one "Hard¨ because it was a "short leg over gradual uphill terrain on paved back country roads". Yeh. I learned a couple more things on this route. The first being, when you pay $2 for a headlamp at the dollar store, you get what you pay for. Second, I run a little faster when the bushes rustle. Third, some drivers are just plain rude and/or dumb. I actually had to stop a la "deer in the headlights¨ in front of a car because he didn't dim his lights and I couldn't see where the road was ahead of me because of him. GRRR. Oh yes, short... I finished in 44:57. Jumped back in the van and nestled down for a good night's sleep - NOT. I tried to take my shoe off and caused a really nasty charlie horse in my hamstring. Good thing Trish was there and that we're really super close because the next thing I heard was "I'm taking off your pants¨. I'm not sure what magic lotion, potion or spray she used but my next recollection was of someone telling me it was time to move on to the third and final portion of Kate's run.
Stopping here because I don't know if Spark has a limit on blog size and I don't want to lose anything.
Thursday, September 02, 2010
My journey to Oregon began on Wednesday. I hopped a plane at 13:00 from Calgary and set off to meet, for the very first time, my teammates from “Sparkin’ Hood to Coast”. With the exception of one, RACING4ME/Trish, I’d only ever spoken to these people online. Strangely enough, I wasn’t as nervous as I thought I would be.
My first meet-up was with KAYAKID/Mike at the airport. I didn’t have any trouble picking him out of the crowd of people waiting. He looks exactly like he does in every one of his pictures, right down to the infectious smile. Once I’d collected my luggage, we set off to see the sights a little. We had some time to kill before picking up Trish from the same airport. He took me to Vista House on Crown Point overlooking the Gorge, Wakeena Falls and Multnomah Falls… we hiked in .2 mile increments. This gave me a chance to shake out the muscles after sitting on the plane for over an hour and a half and it also gave Mike and I a chance to bond a little more. After all, we’d be spending a LOT of time together in the next few days.
Then it was back to PDX to pick up Trish. I was pretty excited and had decided that I was going to let Mike see if he could pick her out of the crowds… and then I messed it up when she waved (I waved back & blew it LOL). From there, we headed off to the the hotel and Red Robin. Let me tell you this: their onion rings ROCK! (and that’s all I’m going to say about that). Except that I also got to meet KEAKMAN/Kate and KGPOSSIBLE/Kim that night for the first time. So far, so good… there didn’t seem to be a psychopath or serial killer amongst the new faces.
Thursday was another full day of new faces and “real” names. The girls from California arrived (SPRING4FAL/Leah, GLOBE_TREKKER/Maria & MISSJCISRUNNING /Jackie) and our favourite Texan joined us (SP_COACH_NANCY). Finally, FUDTRISHA/Jyll, BEANCOUNTER/Polly and TRUEART2/Cary. Somewhere along the way, GAYEMC/Gaye and KASHMIR/Robin made it into the mix.
I have to admit, between the time when I woke up and the time that we started decorating the vans, it’s a blur. A big, EXCITING blur…. Oh wait! Trish, Mike, Nancy and I did a 5 km walk/run/stroll that day… that’s why – everything’s blocked out by runner’s brain! I *DO* remember fresh fruit and baked ziti and an amazing send off speech/pep talk from one half of our fearless leaders. Here it is in her words..
No dry eyes after that one, let me tell ya!
Friday, omigosh, the day started at 2:50 a.m. and if you know me… I mean REALLY know me, you know that I don’t do mornings unless they happen after 11:00 a.m. BUT the alarm went off, I bounced out of bed and found some breakfast so that we could start the 2.5 hour drive up to the top of Mt. Hood. Good news: we found Starbucks! Bad news…. I was sitting in a van and I had just found Starbucks AND I was already super-excited about everything. No worries though, Kate made good use of my excess energy by making me run from the registration line to the van a bunch of times.. “we need to show a safety vest”, “they need to see our blinky lights”, “no, they need to see TWO blinky lights”…. It was around about this time that I discovered Brock from Gresham
I don’t know anything else about him except he donned two OfficeMax “197” temporary tattoos in lieu of nip guards AND he didn’t seem to mind that I was about to make him famous for it. One last team photo, this time of "Van 1", and Kate was off to start the Hood To Coast.
(to be cont’d)
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Tonight I ran 5 hills with my HM clinic. That's a total of 4 kms going up and down the 400 metre hill (see I *can* do math) . I only walked a little up hill on one because my pre-run meal was threatening to make me exercise the 2-metre rule. BLEH! Anyway! Those are done and now I get to look forward to Sunday's LSD: 14 kms.
I didn't even consider a gym visit tonight. I DID, however, print out the schedules for the four locations of GoodLife that are closest to me. Progress? If I cannot make it to the class I want, I'll go and make up my own routine on the strength training circuit. I guess that's one of the benefits to having been a personal trainer, I have all of these routines in my head. I just have to be brave enough to use them on myself. connect.garmin.com/activity/44167388
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