2011: A Year of Transformation

Happy New Year everyone! May your 2012 be memorable, healthy, happy and injury free!

This past week has been one of reflection and thanks for a most incredible year. There’s some irony there given that there was great tragedy and hardship in our nation and throughout the world. Our Reno community suffered through some difficult times with senseless shootings during Hot August Nights, the tragic crash and loss of life at the Reno Air Races and then the frightening fire in November where 30 homes were lost and hundreds were threatened.

Personally, I was affected by family tragedy with the horribly unnecessary death of my dad’s wife, Andrea. The bitter sweet is that my grief stricken father is reaching out to his family for support and love, a wonderful and comforting thing to be a part of.

Yet, despite all this, 2011 was one of the happiest for me in years; a transformation that began in July 2010 with the casual interest in a book a friend of mine was reading called “ChiRunning”.  Since that day in 2010, my life has not been the same. I went from painful knees when I ran more than 15 miles a week, to running 30 to 50 miles a week during 2011, racing for the first time in 15 years, and completing my first 50 mile race in October. My weight is close to what it was 15 years ago albeit my percent body fat is higher I’m sure, but my body does not feel like it’s been around for 50 plus years!  My spirit has soared and my love affair with running has resurfaced after being dormant for so many years.

So what are the stats? I raced in trail runs of a ½ marathon, 10 mile, and a 20 mile; I ran 21 miles as part of our “Stupid Fast” team during the Hood To Coast Relay; I paced 20 miles of the American River 50Mile and 30 miles of the Tahoe Rim Trail 100 mile with my training buddy, Ron; and I completed my first 50 mile race.  All with satisfactory times and performances, and most importantly injury free and happy.

My training log says I ran anywhere from 20 to 55 miles per week during the year.  My self proclaimed remarkable accomplishment for an injury prone runner and a "has been" triathlete.

And what did I learn? Reviewing my training log reveals so much! Food tolerances, or maybe that should be training food favs (very few intolerances) for pre-training, racing and post race (I will always love beer after a run!); shoe preferences – I now run 90% of my miles in a minimal shoe, the other 10 % is in my Saucony Kinvaras.  I learned that recovery and rest are more critical than miles, and that a training plan can be changed if my body says so.  To that end, less is more – I can run a 50 mile race on 50 mile weeks especially with the ChiRunning skills.  Most of all, I learned that the joy of running is found in sharing the experience with others and being part of their accomplishments.  From coaching to pacing and racing, the running experience offers so much.  I am grateful for so many people for the life I have. You know who you are!

And, at the end of this year, I am without injury, am healthy and I still love running more than ever! Staying healthy, fit and injury free were my goals for 2011 and they won’t change for 2012.  I’ll focus on nutrition and training recovery strategy to continue to optimize my training time and efficiency, and I’ll deepen the strengthening and maintenance of my core and upper body.

My race goals for 2011 are to:

• Complete the Way Too Cool 50K on March 10 in less than 6 ½ hours;
• Complete the Tahoe Rim Trail 50 mile on July 21 in less than 12 hours; and
• Complete the Rock ‘N River 50 mile in October in less than 11 hours. 

Those are the biggies.  The other smaller races will be fun for training and repeats of last year – Escape from Prison Hill Half in April, Lone Pine Half or 50K in May, Ponderosa Ridge Run in June and Run on the Sly in August.  And then, will it be the Reno Odyssey Relay or Hood to Coast Relay? Oh and there’s a new 50K and Half Marathon trail race inaugural happening in Grey Eagle in September which looks gorgeous…

Lots to look forward to!  Happy New Year everyone!

Next post, I promise pictures!

New Goals, New Races and ChiRunning in Las Vegas for 2012!

I finished my last blog entry with the completion of the Rock ‘N River 50 mile race on October 15, 2011. After enjoying some time basking in my accomplishment, and recovering from the effort, I signed up for the Way Too Cool 50K that will be March 10 in Cool, California, AND I got pulled in the lottery!  So looks like I'm doing it!
 

Suddenly, I realized that I would have to train during the coldest time of the year when my trails are covered in snow, the days are short and snow skiing is much more the priority! 

Check out the snow cover! If it wasn't for man made snowmaking we wouldn't be skiing at all!  My husband Dave on the far left with our friends Mark and his daughter, Elizabeth.

My training buddy Ron assured me that my new goal would keep me running fit for the winter and that this would be a good thing.  Oh, and he did NOT get pulled in the lottery.  He says he’ll run with me anyway.

So, I detailed a training plan and calendared it.  It seems to be even more rigorous than the one I made for myself when I was training for the 50 miler.  It officially starts the week of January 9, but I’m gearing up for it by bringing my weekly mileage back up to 35 to 40 miles per week before then.  I feel very fit and even though skiing is miserable right now, possibly the driest December on record, I’m enjoying my “rest days” on the hill doing laps on the blue runs with the manmade snow.

Oh and also, I just expanded my ChiRunning business to include the Las Vegas market thanks to Mark Wallis, a veteran ChiRunning Instructor, who has been developing the market for several years. He now has a different life direction he's pursuing and graciously gave me first dibs on Las Vegas! I'll be traveling to Vegas in January and again in April! Very excited to do this work in the town that never sleeps!

Click on the dates to link to the description on the ChiRunning website

Las Vegas workshops:

January 21, 2012 Las Vegas ChiRunning Half Day Workshop

January 22, 2012 Las Vegas Half Day ChiRunning Workshop

April 21, 2012 Las Vegas Half Day ChiRunning Workshop

April 22, 2012 Las Vegas Half Day ChiRunning Workshop

Reno Workshop:

January 14, 2012 Reno Half Day ChiRunning Workshop

Here’s my training schedule:

• All long runs are at an easy pace of no faster than 10 min/mile with average pace of 11:30 to 12:30 on hilly terrain.
• Mondays are rest days.
• Saturdays and Sundays are ski days with short runs either before or after with Ron and/or Dave.
• Long runs will happen midweek, hopefully in the desert where there’s dry dirt
• Twice per week – BOSU ball work for core stability.
• Every other day – basic strength: sit-ups, pushups.

Week of January 9 – one long run of 10 miles (already doing this easily with a 30 mile week) 35 to 40 mile week.

Week of January 16 - Back to back long runs: 12 to 15 miles followed by 8 miles at easy pace on hilly terrain. 35 to 40 mile week.

Week of January 23 – 20 mile run easy pace. 40 to 45 mile week.

Week of January 30 - Back to back: 18 to 20 miles and follow with 12 to 15 miles.  40 to 45 mile week. One short tempo run of 3 to 4 miles.

Week of February 6 – Long run of 12 miles. 40 to 45 mile week.  One short tempo run of 4 to 5 miles.

Week of February 13 – Long run of 26 to 30 miles. 45 to 50 mile week.  One short tempo run of 4 to 5 miles.

Week of February 20 – 45 to 50 mile week.  Long run no more than 12 to 15 miles.  One tempo run of 4 to 5 miles.

Week of February 27 – begin taper.

Week of March 5 – continue taper with longest run of 6 to 9 miles.

March 10 – Race day

I'd love to have your comments about your goals for 2012, the races you want to do and your training.  Feedback about my training plan is definitely welcome, too!

May your 2012 be filled with joyful, healthy running, and huge personal success!

GET OUT THERE!

Recovery, Reflections and the ATRA

It’s Friday morning and I’ve had a good week of recovery.  Much to my surprise, the soreness in my quads was almost completely gone by Monday morning.  My body felt as if I had merely run a long run.  I wasn’t debilitated.  My soreness and fatigue had been symmetrical, not isolated to a particular area or muscle group.  I am pleased about this as it is further evidence that I had trained well and my running form hadn’t fallen apart too badly.

Speaking of my form, I saw a short video clip of Ron and I as we were running somewhere around 32 miles.  I was quite surprised and a little disappointed to see how some old habits had returned with the long miles.  My left arm was a chicken wing, swinging tensely out to my side and my feet were splayed through the swing through.  My ankles were low and I was the picture of the classic marathon shuffle!  Ugh.  I guess I really was tired. 

Splayed feet, low ankles and chicken wings!

I guess I did some things right with my ChiRunning technique though as I had not been injured and for that, I am thankful!

I ran 5 miles on Wednesday.  Probably should have stopped around 3, but I was eager to enjoy the trail.  My right hamstring began to tense up and I ended up walking a bit.  I walked yesterday and will do the same today.  No hurry.  It would be nice to enjoy this beautiful fall weather before it snows.  One more good run on the TRT would be wonderful next week.

Last night I wrote a letter to the Board of the American Trail Running Association.  The October issue of the magazine, Trailrunner, had been included in the swag that was provided to the race’s runners. Ironically, there was an article in this particular issue about how the ATRA is working on “providing guidelines for a race-sanctioning system” to “help racers be reassured that the course will be vetted for things like safety, distance accuracy, placement and stocking of aid stations and course markings.”  ATRA President Adam Chase also said, “There’s nothing worse than preparing for and traveling to a race, only to get lost because it was poorly marked.”  

In my letter to President Adam Chase, Vice President Ellen Miller and Executive Director Nancy Hobbs, I told them about my story with the Rock ‘N River 50 Mile – how Ron and I and 200 other runners took a wrong turn, how we felt little support from race management to get on the right course, and how little empathy was shown to the frustrated, angry and disappointed runners who had to abandon goals at the very beginning of a race.

It was good to write about it to someone who has some authority in the trail running community, but mostly I wanted to let the Board know that sanctioning guidelines would be welcomed by this runner.  I wrote:

“I believe that standards in sport create respect between athletes and race organizations and make our commitment and accomplishments meaningful.  Creating guidelines for trailrunning and ultrarunning race sanctions is personal for me.  It's significant that as the representative of our trailrunning community, the ATRA let race organizers know that there is a standard that the trailrunning/ultrarunnning community expects.  I'm counting on you.”

I have had similar disappointment in sport before on a much bigger stage.  In 1982, I tied for fourth place in the Hawaii Ironman.  For those of you old enough to remember, that was the year that Kathleen McCartney passed Julie Moss about 100 yards from the finish as Julie struggled, crawling across the finish line.  It was this dramatic finish that ABC Wide World of Sports used to bring triathlon into the public spotlight creating a new passion in endurance sports.  

I have the t-shirts and the trophies for Fourth and Tenth that year

Another woman and I crossed behind Julie and Kathleen soon after. 

Julie stumbled and fell multiple times in those last yards.

There were 6 women in the top 5 places, two who had tied for third and two of us who had tied for fourth.  When the awards were given during a ceremony with around 1500 people in the audience, race management failed to consider the places and I was left out of the ceremony!  Devastating to my young, 21 year old ego, I left Hawaii in tears and failed to recognize the huge accomplishment of finishing.  Ironically, in October of that year, I placed 10^th in Hawaii (there were two events that year) and again, because of a disqualification that didn’t get acknowledged, I was left out of the ceremony! Amazing that it had happened twice to me!  For many, many years, I have struggled to resolve these crushing disappointments knowing that I missed experiencing the significance of my accomplishments and wishing that I could go back and relive them.

So, in many ways, what happened at the Rock ‘N River race last weekend was a completion and validation of emotions and maturity for me of those events in Hawaii 30 years ago.  My return to running and racing this past year has been so much more than the ability to achieve something physically.  Getting lost last weekend proved to be a wonderful experience – I got to enjoy the loving support of family and friends; I got to run the race with my running partner and wonderful friend;  I got to encourage others during the race to keep moving, walking with them, and talking to them;  I allowed all the chi/energy to flow positively in every encounter and experience during the race.  And, importantly, I enjoyed the race despite our poor start and was able to experience the enormous accomplishment.  Everything I set out to achieve with my journey to train for a 50 mile race had come to be and then some.

I’m at peace with who I am as an athlete, but more importantly, who I am as a human being.  

I FINISHED!

Me and Dave at the finish

What an experience!  And I finished despite the adversity of the start. About 200 of us got lost immediately!!  Yep, that’s no typo, about 200 people missed the pink flagging at one of the first turns.
It was dark and we missed it. 

Ron and I at the start - 6:30 am

Ron and I were running in the middle of the pack, chatting away and just following the herd.  There were no race volunteers to make sure we all turned where we were supposed to.   Half way down the 2000 foot descent to the river, we saw the lead group coming back up and yelling that we were all going the wrong way!!!!  Confusion, chaos described the scene on the steep paved hill we'd all just run down.  Some people didn’t believe them, some tried alternative routes that ended in dead ends, some reluctantly climbed back to the start to find the right route.  After screwing around for 5 minutes, I called Dave on my cell phone, and he found the race director and told her what was happening.  She was nonchalant.  Said she was working on it.  She told us to continue our descent to the river and we would find the trail there.  NOT!!!  Many of us did just that and found there was no trail.  Some turned around, and some, like Ron and I, decided to follow the shore of the American River to a dirt road that appeared to climb up to the trail at the top of the canyon where we could see runners who had apparently found the pink ribbon.

We slid down a shoulder off the road to the river where we began to pick our way through the shore rock and boulders.  It was slow going.  We played catch with a tennis ball and joked about the golf ball we found half buried in the mud.  Ron commented that the people who lost the flip flops that we found were probably worse off than us!  Ha!  We finally found our way to the dirt road leading up to the first aid station which was officially 2.5 miles in to the race.  On our way up, Ralph, a volunteer sweeper, met us and told us we were indeed headed towards the aid station.  We climbed the 1000 feet up the dirt road to find ourselves an hour in to a 50 mile race and only had traveled two and half miles that was not supposed to have any climbing, let alone 1000 feet in the first hour.  It should have taken us less than 25 minutes to get there!

It was like having an hour handicap at the start.  The adversity of running a 50 mile race had been magnified with the demoralizing realization that we might not make the cut off time;  that we might have spent energy that would keep us from finishing;  that Ron would likely not PR or win his age group again, and that I might not be able to finish my first attempt at 50 miles.

The good news for me was that Ron realized he had little chance of meeting his goals so he committed to run the entire race with me.   Little did I know how important his support would be until it started to get tough during those last miles.  I could not have finished strong without him.

The last 10 miles were tough. The ache in my quads was sharp with every step, especially starting to run again after walking.  Ron described it as if someone had taken a baseball bat to them and beaten them hard for an hour.  He was in pain, too and reassured me that no matter how many times you do these things, they’re always tough.

It was ChiRunning at its finest and the ultimate test of that technique, form, philosophy, whatever you want to call it.  The mind-body partnership, that is so critical to really running injury free and efficiently, was being put to its greatest test.  I relaxed into my lean and it was truly easier to run than walk once I got over that initial quad pain.  My quads screamed towards the end, but my calves, ankles, Achilles, back, everything else was fine. My abdominal obliques were sore at the end, a true testament to the use of pelvic rotation to manage my power without using my legs.  Thank you Danny Dreyer for creating ChiRunning!

Approaching an aid station around mile 32 - he always smiles when there's a camera around!

We managed to maintain a 12 minute pace or less over the last 5 miles and finished under the cut off time in 11 hours and 42 minutes. I think if we’d had a better start I could have done it in 11 hours.

Amazing to me, we ended up doing about 52 miles total with the second marathon faster than the first. 

I write this Sunday evening.  My recovery is going well.  I’m sore, but the constant ache in my legs from last night is gone.  Now it’s just hard to start moving, but once I get walking I’m ok.  I'm having some delayed muscle soreness in places I didn't expect, like my shoulders.  Now there's an interesting place to look at my form from a new perspective!

I will write more details about the race including lessons learned and funny moments about the run as I get more pictures from my dad and Carol, but for the moment, I just want to acknowledge how important the support of friends and family was to me!  

My dad was there at every aid station with his dog, Emily.  It was wonderful to see him there cheering me on, just as he has done all my life.  Dave, my husband, paced us in the last two miles when I was really hurting.  He calmed me the night before when my pre-race fears had me literally gagging over the toilet!  Yes, I was that anxious!

I could not have finished as fast and as strong without Ron running next to me, behind me, in front of me.  I admire his attitude and strength, his endurance and commitment to ultra running.  He is my friend and mentor, and we share a special running bond that comes from long runs and races together. His wife, Carol, was tremendous at each aid station! She bought popsicles and we had a special treat that a few other runners got to enjoy, too as she gave them away to avoid having them melt in the cooler.  It was 90 degrees!  An accomplished ultra runner herself, she greeted us at each aid station with a shout of “wahoo!” and seemed to know exactly what we needed.  It was the first time I got to see Carol in action.  She is amazing in her ability to support Ron.  And since Ron was running with me, I got to experience some of that, too!

Carol and Ron at the finish with his 2nd place medal for his age group

All my friends and family who weren’t at the race were right there with me.  My dad had my sister and my aunt and uncle on speaker phone.  My ChiRunning teacher, mentor and friend, Mary, was posting my progress on Facebook.  Her last minute advice about rest, stretching and acknowledging my training got me through the last week of tapering, not to mention the fact that there is a rare time when I don’t hear her voice in my head when I’m focusing on my form!  

And I met new people, and got reacquainted with recent new and old friends, all wonderfully supportive and dedicated to the sport.

It was truly a remarkable day that was about a running race, but it really was more than that, of course.  It was about who I am and overcoming adversities in life that aren't anticipated, and making the best out of it because of strength, commitment and endurance.  It was everything I wanted it to be and more.  From all this adversity came an accomplishment I can be proud of:   I ran 50 miles in less than 12 hours!

I FINISHED!

My friend and running buddy congratulates me on my accomplisment!

Last thoughts, the last week

I felt good last Sunday morning when I woke up.  I felt rested.   I’d had three days of full rest this week.  I lay in bed, flexed my feet towards my knees and contracted my quads and all my leg muscles tightly.  The contraction was quick and strong and the muscles felt taught and ready, not mushy and slow.  It’s almost a reflex to do this when I wake up and seems to be a good indicator of my legs’ recovery.  My body seemed like it wanted to run.  My mind thought it could go along with that idea.

Dave and I drove to the Thomas Creek trail head for the Dry Pond Loop.  There were lots of people out on the trail enjoying the beautiful fall afternoon.  We negotiated around mountain bike riders, hikers with dogs and lots of kids.  This is a run with almost 2000 feet of climbing in the first two and half miles so I wanted to take it slow and not get my heart rate too high where I’d be anaerobic.  By the end of the first mile, I was warmed up and the climb seemed fairly easy.  I walked a few feet of the really steep sections – there are three of them.  Despite my efforts to keep the pace down, we arrived at the top in record time much to my amazement.  I was surprised.  My perceived exertion rate was only 5 or 6.   The time didn’t match my effort.  I guess the rest this past week did some good!

The run down was fast yet controlled.  We sailed through the woods and my body felt light and free! What a wonderful feeling to run this fast again!   It had been weeks since I ran fast!

Sunday was the last day of my training “week”, and like any obsessed runner, I added up my miles to see where I was at.  It came to almost 29 miles including the day’s run.  It was no surprise that I felt so fresh. 

Monday morning came and I read an article about training and recovery by Phil Maffetone – “The training schedule, balancing the catabolic and anabolic body”.  The article talks about the uniqueness of each athlete’s needs and how training should be designed accordingly.  A central theme of Maffetone’s article and approach to training is about rest and how important it is to body sense and adjust training regimens.  Cookie cutter training schedules need to be used with a grain of salt.  For example, mileage may not be as important as the time spent training.  Cutting back on time spent running as opposed to mileage should be as much a consideration during a taper.  Listening to your body’s response to training and not ignoring red flags of overtraining is essential.

As I reviewed my training log, I realized that time spent training was something that was more appropriate for my taper than miles because I was running so slowly.  Even though my mileage seemed to be drastically decreased over the last two weeks, the time spent training on my feet now seemed reasonable for the taper.  I had spent half the time running as I did the week before.  I remembered that when I trained for events in my 30’s I rarely looked at my miles run each week. Back then, time on my feet was a much better indicator of my fitness and ability to tolerate long runs.  And now, my age had not changed what my body knew best.

Monday’s combined walk with easy running around the neighborhood was relaxing.  As I finished the easy workout, my iPod started to play two of my favorite songs – “Sweet Emotion” and “Solsbury Hill”.  I danced on the porch and let my body move to the music, at first tentatively, then freely and uninhibited.  Cars drove by and I didn’t care how silly I might have looked.  I realized how lucky I am to have this tremendous feeling of health and well being in my body!

Tuesday’s rest day felt right.  By Wednesday, I was restless and felt uneasy with the feeling of a growing anxiety about my preparedness.  I decided that I needed to run at least 30 to 45 minutes and do whatever felt right.  I chose a relatively flat four mile run around the neighborhood on pavement.  It was quick, but not pushed.  My perceived exertion was only a 5 or so on a scale of 1 to 10.  The run was reassuring.  My fitness was there, I need not worry about it.

Today is Thursday.  I will not run again until Saturday.  I’ll admit that I’m nervous and a little scared about this.  My longest events have been 10 to 11 hours – two Ironmans and several double century bike rides, but those were 30 years ago.  This would be 11 to 12 hours on my feet in a race, not a training run or as a pacer, but as an older adult who wants to prove it’s possible to be fit, healthy and enjoy a long run.

Tomorrow, I'll drive down to Auburn with my best training buddy, Ron, his wife Carol, and another runner.  We'll pick up our race packets, do some pasta at The Spaghetti Factory and visit the Nike Outlet store in Folsom.  It will be good to spend the day with friends - keep me out of my head.  Dave will drive down later and meet me at the hotel in Auburn which is only 4 miles from the start. 

I’ll let you know how it turned out next week. 

An Unexpected Pleasant Diversion

My student, Alice, ran her first 5K this morning at a local race.  Alice started working with me several months ago.  She was determined to learn the ChiRunning form and hesitantly confessed that she wanted to be able to run a 5K some day.  

Today was the day. 

The Cancer Firkin Sucks 5K Race is a flat, road run with a very slight hill at the beginning.  The morning was cool and crisp.  The perfect fall day for a fun race.  The crowd was a couple hundred runners and walkers, pink was the color for the day, of course, and tutus were everywhere.

T-shirt for the Cancer Firkin Sucks Race

A line of about 15 young women spanned the start line.  The crowd buzzed as the announcer counted down the seconds to the start.  By the way, the black and white photos were not intentional.  I think I pressed a menu button accidentally.  They are kinda cool tho.

The starting line

They took off with speed and energy, some smiling, some serious, some laughing.  I couldn’t see Alice in the crowd, so after the last walkers crossed the starting line I found myself standing there staring after them.  I started to trot at an easy pace and followed them down the street.

That kid in the front was cruising!

I paralleled the course for a block or two, took a wrong turn into a school parking lot, back tracked and worked my way back over to the course.  Eventually, I passed all the walkers and began to catch the runners.  

And there was Alice, running happily along somewhere early in that easy uphill.  She looked great!  She was wearing her long sleeved ChiRunning shirt and a straw hat with a pink scarf – very cute.

I ran alongside her and asked if she wanted me there or not.  She enjoyed the company and the coaching and we ran the rest of the race together.  She was working hard, but was not out of breath and easily spoke back to me.  I kept talking tho so she wouldn't have to.

Alice near the end of the race

By the last mile, she knew she was home free and I ran ahead of her to get pictures of her coming in to the finish line.  She finished well under the time she expected and felt like she had accomplished her goal.  Her first race!  I couldn't be prouder of her!

And, I felt wonderful.  A nice 3 mile trot with lots of people, lots of energy, lots of joy to be running. It was exactly what I needed.  I was so happy to be running!  This is what it’s supposed to feel like!  Easy and joyful.  It was light and comfortable and flat.  My legs wanted to keep going.  That is a good thing!

I will remember this feeling next Saturday!  No taper tantrums today!  Yahoo!

The Week Before the Week Before - Taper Tantrums!

It snowed this week and once again, the mountains are white.  I can’t believe summer is over.  My trails up on the TRT are covered with a few inches of snow and although it will warm up next week, there’s a good chance that I won’t see those trails again until next year.  It might snow again, they're talking La Nina and a repeat of last year.

Mt Rose Ski Area - white again!

Seven days until the race.  Last week I did only 43 miles at altitudes mostly above 7000 feet with over 8000 feet of climbing.  By Sunday night after a 12 mile run on the TRT, I was ready for a rest day on Monday.

On Monday, I carefully plotted out my week thinking that I would run at least 32 miles which would be a 25% cut off my previous week’s mileage.  Tuesday morning came and 32 miles for the week ahead seemed daunting so close to race week.  No worries, I thought, it’s a lot less than last week and 32 miles is nothing!  I asked Dave to drop me off at the Thomas Creek Trailhead and started the Dry Pond loop with the plan to run back to the house.  Only 11 miles.

It was a typical run on one of my favorite trail routes, but I arrived home with the realization that I wasn’t looking forward to another week of long miles.  I was still tired after my rest day.  I seriously needed to back off my plan and rest much, much more.  For the first time in a while, I didn’t want to run.

In the mean time, I was a bit anxious about a sold out audience for a free introductory talk about ChiRunning at the Reno REI, scheduled for Wednesday.  I had anticipated the event for two months and was thrilled to bag what I considered, a highly coveted gig.  It would be the biggest audience I’d ever delivered a talk to about ChiRunning.  I listened to Danny on his audio tapes, talked with my friend and mentor, Mary, one of a very few people in the world designated as a Master Instructor, and practiced the whole talk at least once a day. 

The talk went fabulously well.  The group of 40 people was engaged and fully participated!  People of all ages and running abilities.  I had a blast!  The REI guy was happy and it seemed like the group thought it was worth their time to come out on a cold fall evening.

And I didn’t run that day.  This would be the second day this week that I took off.  I hadn’t taken two days off in a week in months.  Interesting.  When I trained for the Ironman 30 years ago, I loved taking two days off a week.  I needed it to continue with the grueling hours of cycling, swimming and running every day.  What was different now?  I was spending much more time on my feet, why wouldn't I take two days off?  I also realized that my usual strategy of hard days followed by easy days and hard weeks followed by easy weeks had gotten very blurred over the last 6 weeks.  I clearly was taking fewer easy days, doing back to back long distance days and definitely not alternating easy weeks with hard ones.  They have all been hard.

Talking with Mary about my perceived need for rest due to a feeling of deep fatigue left me with the decision not to run again on Thursday, yesterday.  It’s good to have people who can see my circumstances and validate where I’m at.  Mary helped me to see that the miles are “in the bank” and if I didn’t run again between now and the race, I’d be fine.  So Thursday was a third rest day.  And I knew I needed it.  I was realizing that I really need to rest more.

Today is Friday and my mind yelled that I better run, that this really wasn’t a good idea to rest this much.  So, after consulting with my body during a tentative session of body looseners, I decided to run.

So I did 8 miles for a grand total of about 19 for this week in two runs.  I ran a route that has 1100 feet of climb, 4 miles up and 4 miles down.  I started slow and realized I hadn't eaten for about 4 hours and my stomach was growling.  Not good planning.  Hhmm have to keep this one short. 

Trail on the way up towards the foothills, Mt Rose ski area in the background

And I ran it fast, well as fast as before I started doing these insane miles, anyway.  And it felt good.  My legs felt good, but my mind was anxious.  For the first time, I could make the distinction.  I was able to be outside of myself observing the body-mind dance, truly body sensing the truth of my performance and not some interpretation dominated by my thoughts.  Clarity about the truth of the state of my body transformed my experience of the run from my interpretation to what was real.  I could manage my thoughts because I was clear about the state of my body, which was quite happy, actually.  It loves to run.  My mind was what needed to be trained and managed.   I was just anxious, nervous about my readiness to run 50 miles.  I acknowledged it, then enjoyed the run. 

I was having a taper tantrum and it had nothing to do with my body and everything to do with my head!  

It is good to rest tho.  My body is quite happy to do that and I know now that it will run when I ask it to.   But, now I know I need to rest more this week than run.  My mind is the boogey man and I just need to tell it to take a time out when it has a taper tantrum rather than buy into it.  Hmm, daily meditation may be necessary to calm the tantrums:  “I have the ability to accomplish any task I set my mind to with ease and comfort,” a meditation from Wayne Dyer’s book, “Excuses Begone.”

I don’t know if I’ll run tomorrow or not.  I may rest again and then do a short, less than one hour run on Sunday and another on Monday.  Or not.  I may do very little from Tuesday through Friday next week.

I'll just listen to my body and let my mind chatter on, silly thing.