Monday, November 07, 2011
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Last year at Thanksgiving, my daughter Dani, who lives in Savannah, asked me if I was going to run in the Savannah Rock and Roll Marathon in November 2011. "Me? A marathon? No way! It would take too much training. I have no interest. etc etc."
When I got home I kicked it around a little and I discovered that training would take a few days a week and the mileage would graduate over the weeks. Hmmm. I might be possible.
In January, I went to my doctor, who is an athlete and who I told more than once I didn't want to do a marathon, and I asked him to get me scheduled for a full work up: heart, lungs, legs. "Marathon?" No!
Once I was all checked out and he gave me the thumbs up for a marathon (Me? No way!) I went home and signed up through Active.com. I called my daughter, "I'm in! How about you?" I told her. "Are you kidding? I don't have time for that. I'm a medical resident!"
Ten months, hundreds of miles, a tri, a du, a half, and one full-run-as-training later, it was November 5, 2011.
I woke up at 5 AM and had my coffee, oatmeal, and banana. We (daughter and son-in-law) were down on Bay Avenue by 6:30. It was already getting crowded. For some reason I couldn't figure I had Abba singing Dancing Queen stuck in my head. Quick, another Queen "I see a silhouetto of a man ..."
I had bought enough swag at the show that I had a pass to the Potty-Like-a-Rock-Star, but it was not working. So I had to stand in line with the little people. But the line moved quickly. It was cool by my standard, about 48 degrees. Consider that a week ago I was in a pouring rain at 37 degrees and hypothermic. All these Southerners were f-f-freezing. Ha ha. I was wearing a tosser shirt under my singlet with Running Maryland logo and Maryland flag shorts. I was warm enough. Just warm enough
I found my way to my corral and waited. My Daughter and her husband were there cheering me on. The first horn went off at 7:30 sharp. It took 17 minutes for them to get to corral 13 where I was. When my horn went off, it felt good.
For about the first 6 or 7 mile I stayed well even with the 4:30 pacers. By then the sky was crystal clear, the sun was bright and the air was crisp. It was a great day for running. Every time we passed the cops I would point at them and call out "Say Thank you!" And everyone around me would say Thank you. That lasted about 5 miles.
Coming through the streets of Savannah was great! The people were cheering us on. Along Liberty they had no fences and the spectators were in the street so close we had about a car width to run.
This shot from Mile 11, just before getting on the Truman Expressway, was on Spotted.Savannahnow.com the Savannah News' picture site.
By 11 miles and my second potty break in the woods (it's good to be a man!) I was falling behind the 4:30s. By then we were up on the Harry Truman Expressway. This is an interstate quality road. And extremely B-O-R-I-N-G. At 13.1 miles (off the Truman), I was on track to set the family record (age-adjusted). By mile 16 I was falling off pace. At mile 18 my daughter (who was riding a bike and taking pictures and video) had gotten her friends, my son and her stepdaughter to gather with signs and cheers.
My step granddaughter Hillary and my son Patrick cheering me on.
Yes, that's me smiling at MILE 18!!
Around mile 20 were back up on the Truman for 4 miles! Around mile 23 I saw tragedy. A guy in from of me fell face first. The band stopped playing and called for the medics. Three runners stopped and began first aid.
But we all knew.
At 25 I came off the Truman onto Henry Ave. There a runner told me the EMTs were doing chest compressions. I hoped for the best. Dani rode with me for the next half mile then took off for the finish line. Coming up Henry, I was seeing people with medals cheering us on. I touched a couple medals for luck; kissed one. An old lady was dancing to the band. Family record was long gone, so I stopped to dance too.
I made the turn onto Drayton to go into Forsyth Park and the finish line. I gave it a kick. The finish line band was ROCKIN'. I started to dance. I was told by Dani that the crowd loved it and started to cheer me on. All I saw was the girl after the finish line with my medal!
I walked around for a while, then sat and listened to the music.
Danced with Dani.
I was sore, yes. But we went home and I slept a 4 hour nap, had supper of a low country boil (shrimp, sausage, potatoes) and went back to bed.
In the morning I got up and, needing hearing aid batteries, I walk about a half mile to the pharmacy. Then later, we wanted the Sunday paper so I went out again. Dani went to work, Dave and the kids went to the beach and I was hungry, so I went back up the street to the Saigon Bistro for pho. By the third walk, I was totally recovered!
I did not run this morning, I was anxious to get on my way to Baltimore.
But Wow I feel good!
Sunday, November 06, 2011
... and I feel I must break my promise for something very important.
As I was running down the Truman Parkway in the Savannah Rock and Roll Marathon, around mile 23, I watched in horror as a runner about 100 yards ahead of me simply collapsed. He had passed me just a little way back and now he was down. Fortunately, I suppose, we are at a stage and the EMTs were parked there, about 100 yards away. The immediately stopped playing and called "Medic!" Three runners converged and began first aid right away. Those of us who saw it, we all knew. We all hoped for better, but we all knew. By the time I reached Henry Street with less than 1.25 miles to go, another runner caught up and reported that she saw them performing chest compressions on him. I got a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
This morning we found out that he had died. No details were being released, not even where it happened, but I knew and I felt horrible that after my finish, I was dancing. But at that time I was hoping that he was being properly cared for.
But I knew.
What I want to say is very important. It's why there is no celebratory report or photos tonight (I will give a link to my mobile me gallery so you can get a peek.)
Ok, one picture.
In January, before I signed up for the Savannah Marathon, I made an appointment with my doctor. It was time for my regular physical, but this year I told him I wanted a cardiology work up and orthopedist and anything else he could thing of. "I thought you were never going to run a marathon." Me? No! I'm just running a lot and I want to be careful. "Right." After all the tests he sat me down, told me the good news and added, "So, what Marathon are you looking at?" Sava ... no marathon. (I signed up as soon as I got home and start training in February. 10 months)
He then told me this. Statistically there's a 1:50,000 chance of sudden death during a marathon, but a marathon never killed anyone. Just like shoveling snow never caused a heart attack. There is always something else there already. If everyone who went in for extreme endurance sports got the same kind of physical I had just gotten, he told me, we could reduce sudden marathon deaths to fewer than one a year or 1:500,000. 90% of the people out there do not get the full work-up they should before running. Almost always the cause could have been spotted before training even began.
Think about that. In an average year 6 to 8 people die in marathons alone. Not counting Ironman and Half Ironman events, ultras, etc. Those deaths could be reduce to near 0 if people would just take care of themselves.
You say, but Tim, I'm only running 5ks. And I ask you, are you 40 pounds over a 25 BMI weight? How much do you run.
Please, please, please. Changing your life by trying to live a healthy lifestyle includes making sure you are not exceeding what you current body can do. Check with your doctor first thing. And if you plan to take a jump in activity, as I did from 5k and 10k to a half-marathon then to a marathon, see your doctor. And get a training program and follow it. There should be no shortcuts. You can't safely go from couch to 26.2 in 3 months. Some have done it but they are taking a huge chance.
OK. Pictures! gallery.me.com/timothynohe#101235
When you click on a thumbnail to look at the picture, in the lower rigth of the picture is an "i" for information. It flips over the picture and there is a comment about what you are looking at.
I am in good shape today. Did a lot of walking and I plan to runn before we head back to Baltimore tomorrow AM.
I will be more fun tomorrow night.
Saturday, November 05, 2011
A short post tonight:
I did it. I ran my second marathon in in 3 weeks.
Savannah Rock and Roll Marathon was great. I did it in 5:21:55 and I had enough to spare in my tank to give it a kick coming in the chute and to dance to the music as I did!
I had a blast and I will report and have photos tomorrow and maybe a video later.
For now, I am retired from full marathons. Too much work. But as a by-product of all the training, I can run a half marathon every week. I kid you not!
And I can always come out of retirement if I so choose. I'm just sayin' is all.
My 2012 goal is an Olympic length Triathlon: 1500 meter swim, 40K bike, 10k Run. I can do each of those, can I put them all together?
Oooh, and a mudder and a warrior dash.
Friday, November 04, 2011
... will be here tomorrow!!
Since February, I have been training for the Savannah Rock and Roll Marathon. I am running the full. I have worked so hard for this.
I am here. I am ready. I am READY!
When I wake to morrow, we will go downtown to the start venue. If traffic is too backed up, I will walk the last mile and a half if I have to. I could ride my bike, but my daughter will have none of that. "It will be dark." I have lights. "No."
If I had to I'd flap my arms and fly to get there.
This is so exciting!
Thursday, November 03, 2011
... and I should be tapering.
I started my day with the purest intention of running an easy 3 miles. I am supposed to be tapering for the Marathon. Saving my energy. Such a lovely day! I wanted to run. Just a little.
My easy 3 turned into an easy 5. And I wanted more.
When I got in I decided that I should go to the Weight Watchers center and weigh in since I won't have an opportunity on Saturday. I normally wear running gear to WI. Today I wore my bike gear. A heavier shirt and bike shorts -- spandex with a "diaper" padding. I rode my bike 5 miles to the WW center in Savannah. It was a great ride.
I "gained" 1 pound. Actually probably held steady because of the different clothes! Not bad considering I spent 11 hours in a car yesterday then had a big bowl of baked ziti for dinner.
For that I rode my road bike. When I got home, I swapped bikes to ride my hybrid bike to the ferry so I could cross the river and go to the runners expo to get my run packet. Another 5 mile one way trip. And of course I walked for about 3 hours in the convention center.
Yeah ... taper? With all this pent up energy leading up to Saturday. It has to be burned off somehow.
I must not run tomorrow. I probably will ride my bike, though.
So much for taper.
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