Friday, September 26, 2008
Friday 13 miles
Today was a race simulation run with Bob. To set up this run a bit let me tell you that I have run 172 miles in the last 9 days (average 19 miles per day). Tons of quality in those 9 days. We ran this workout on Davidson Mesa (the course profile is above), the first 1.5 miles was uphill and there was easily a 1/2 inch of sand on the the trail, deeper at times. To say the least the workout was setting me up to "fail". The goal today was to run at my marathon effort which I felt (pre-determined stupidly) would be 5:50 pace (here was my downfall). Here are my mile splits:
8 miles in 46:46 or 5:50 pace exactly. I learned more about myself in 45:00 of running today than I have learned in 2 years. I learned that the brain training that I have been working on is just about spot on in terms of perception. Because I was trying to force 5:50 pace and because I pre-determined that this should be my race effort... I became very discouraged in the last 2 miles and I gave up. The interesting thing is that once I did give up, and stopped caring about pace, I felt much better and the effort was much easier, but as you can see in the last mile (which was a shut-down jog).. I was still not far off the pace of the forced miles. I only realized this after I recalled my Garmin splits. Bob ran most of this with me and said that 5:50 pace in the sand was very close to 5:30 pace on the track. The most telling thing about this run is that I have the tendency to give up. I saw it at Phoenix, Denver and Austin. A moment in the race where I felt things weren't going my way and pulled up. At Phoenix is was going through 13.1 miles in 1:11 and I thought I was going to too fast. At Denver it was when I realized I was in 10th place at 13 miles, I finished in 5th after giving up. At Austin it was a porta-john stop and my hips locking up. Today- it was my feeling that the pace on my watch was harder than it should be. Bob saw it at mile 6 when I told him I was done- he told me to keep going and to toughen up... that I wasn't done. Once I stopped, Bob had much to say that really made me see where my shortcomings are with my racing. When the day is going well for me- in my mind- then my confidence comes out and I can run 14:30 for 5k. One little thing doesn't go my way and I crumble. Today it was SEEING my pace per mile and my thinking that it SHOULD FEEL EASIER.. negative thoughts followed and I wilted. I'm a delicate and weak athlete.. but I know this and it's ON! I'm armed with knowledge in the most important subject.. my brain. My body is bullet proof, I can do the work. Now it's time to work on my head.
Today really fired me up to discover how to teach myself to suffer and to toughen up. I'm pissed. I've already had a talk with my legs and have apologized in advance.