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The Post Brighton Week

4/21/2019

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The post marathon week; I thought those final miles along Brighton seafront were a tough test last Sunday, but this week has proved just as challenging in its own way. I admit as the days have gone on I have struggled both mentally and physically with the state I seem to have got my body into running this particular 26.2 miles, and added to this, those post marathon blues have also crept in.

Starting looking at the physical, my legs have been trashed by the Brighton Marathon; that is my new favourite word to describe them, as they honestly have been feeling horrendous. I think it was only Thursday that I was able to walk normally again and the pain in my quads from merely touching them had subsided. My quads have been the biggest issue; there are DOMs and then there is the pain I currently have. It feels like something is wrapped tightly around my muscles which means they are tight, the range of movement is compromised. and they just really hurt. My feet also seem to have taken a battering and my blistered toes have also caused issues when walking and trying to apply any form of pressure. Basically, I have done nothing to promote running a marathon to any of my non-running friends this week as they have watched me hobble around, attempt to lift myself in and out of chairs, or as the case was on Monday when I was coaching football – attempt to try bend down to tie children’s shoelaces!

Mentally as the week has gone on, I have got increasingly frustrated with how slow my body seems to be recovering. I am not unrealistic and expecting to be back racing around a few days after running a marathon, but usually the pain has gone and I can resume no pressure, easy running by this point. This week has also emphasised to me once again what a role running has in my life. I have been lost at times, waking up early and then remembering I can’t run yet, and lying in bed almost clueless as to what I should be doing. Getting home from work and not being able to go to any of my usual classes and having a void of an evening to suddenly fill – with what? This bank holiday weekend has also not been timed well for me. A few weeks ago, I was excited about the prospect of being able to enjoy a bank holiday after having the marathon already under my belt. Instead the sunny weather has made me want to run more than I have been able to and emphasised those voids in my life where miles would normally be. 

I wrote before Brighton that across the past 16 weeks I had felt stronger as a person, able to focus my mind on training well, looking after myself better and generally being happier. I feel like in the space of a few days without my training focus this has already begun to unravel a little. I have obviously had to manage the week after a marathon many times before - it just feels a little different this time, maybe because the training and the focus beforehand meant a little bit more. 
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Amidst the challenges, this week has seen some running…

MONDAY – THURSDAY: Rest Days. There was actually no way I could have run – my Wednesday morning running friend text me on Tuesday seeing if I was up for an easy run, and heavy heartedly I had to admit that I still could not even walk to be able to join him.


FRIDAY: with Bank Holiday giving me a whole day off work I felt like I wanted to try some form of run. I decided to run to the gym for a Body Pump class and then home again after. The 2.5 miles I ran to the gym were horrid; the pain in my quads actually made me feel sick. I arrived at the gym feeling truly deflated at how useless my limbs were still, and when I stopped running it was almost like they had gone back to square one in terms of my quads being virtually immobile. A despondent Alice made it through Body Pump with squats that resembled nothing like what a squat should look like, and then shuffled 2 miles home after.

SATURDAY: I really didn’t know if my legs were up to parkrun, but the thought of missing it made me feel even more miserable. I went, but with absolutely no expectations of running well and just hoped it would be more enjoyable than yesterday. Thankfully Lincoln parkrun cheered me up, and I ran the 3 loops with a fellow member of my Strength and Conditioning for Runners class who had also ran Brighton Marathon. We chatted all the way round and the conversation took my mind off my quads – which did still hurt – finishing in around 24 or so minutes. It is amazing what some company and support can do to boost my spirits, as did the Easter chocolate I was given from a friend (Malteser bunnies of course!)

SUNDAY: should I have been running again today? Not sure really. But it was sunny, beautiful and I was also feeling very lost without having a Sunday long run to do. I actually am not sure what Sundays are supposed to be for anymore other than running! I told myself to try a 10k run, no more, and that I could always loop home if I needed to. At the start my legs hurt - needless to say by legs I mean quads. Without company or conversation to distract me this time, it wasn’t the most enjoyable opening few miles. I got used to the sensation in my legs after a while though and managed my 6.2 miles in a 8.42 min/mile average pace. ​

So not the easiest of weeks, but I know things can get better. By acknowledging and recognising the challenges I face it helps me personally (even writing it down gets it out my head!) but may also help others. After running the Berlin Marathon back in 2016 I felt so down and lost, but I kept it all to myself for weeks because I was not sure I should be feeling like that after something so great had happened, and 'only' about running. I realise now 'post marathon blues' can be quite common and I accept it is something I have to deal with. Dealing with my pesky quads is another matter, one hopefully that will be addressed next week!
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Brighton Marathon 2019

4/16/2019

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‘Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go’ – that was the quote from T. S. Elliot which was written on the back of the Brighton Marathon finisher t-shirt. Collecting both my bib number and finisher t-shirt on the Saturday before the race, those words seemed to fit perfect for how I was going to approach my own Brighton Marathon race. The past 16 weeks of my marathon training had gone as well as I could have asked; I knew I had improved my speed over longer distances and I felt strong. If I ran well I truly felt I could be challenging a sub 3:40 time and a new PB, however I also knew that the marathon is an unknown beast no matter how prepped you feel. If I wanted to challenge and test myself, I needed to be prepared to take a risk.

After the scorching heat of last Spring’s London Marathon, I was pleased to wake on Sunday morning to a cool crispness in the air, with a gentle Spring sunshine appearing sporadically through the clouds. It almost appeared like perfect running conditions… almost (more on that to come!) My sister and her boyfriend had accompanied me for the weekend and were taking part in the Brighton 10k which precedes the marathon start, so I had company as I walked to the start village in Preston Park, set further into the centre of Brighton. I felt quite relaxed and the atmosphere at Preston Park seemed on a similar level; friendly and calm, which is very unlike the start of some marathons I have completed. I soon had to wave my race buddies goodbye as they took their spots in the 10k start pens – I hoped to see them out on route as they would be finished in time to assume spectating duties. As the 10k was started and I watched a stream of runners head towards the seafront, I suddenly felt quite emotional. I am not really sure why, it might have been the moment when it hit me that it was now my time, and the moment all the weeks of hard work had culminated for.

Time passed quickly and I was soon assuming my own spot in the marathon start pen. I felt calm again now, chatting to a few other runners and not letting nerves take over. It was only when they walked us to the start line and started the countdown timer that I felt some nervous energy suddenly bubble inside me; it was time to be brave.

The ‘go’ signal was given, and after I crossed the line, the course probably extended about 200m before it turned up a long gradual hill – what a start for my first impression of the Brighton Marathon! What also dawned on me very quickly in these early stages was that Brighton loves it’s marathon. Residents and supporters lined the streets throughout the race, even in parts I probably would not have expected, and it truly felt like something the entire city was on board with; I felt that passion.

After the hilly starting mile, the course then weaved down to the seafront for the first 5 miles, with a couple of other testing little hills thrown in for good measure. Entering the seafront almost adjacent to the famous Brighton Pier, the course then took a sharp left turn to begin the first long ‘out and back’ section to a place called Ovingdean. When making this turn it was instantly apparent that in the ‘out’ direction there would be a fairly strong headwind. At this point relatively earlier on in the race it felt bearable…

At 6 miles I spotted my sister and her boyfriend as planned, and their photos capture the beaming smile on my face (see image). I was running well at this point; my splits so far had been just over 8 min/mile pace. This was probably a fraction quicker than I had planned, but I felt good so kept with it. I maintained this pace until the turn point at around 9.5 miles, and then all the way back to the half way point just after the Pier. My pace pleased me as this ‘out and back section’ was also rather undulating along the cliff top, and the snake of runners in the distance had particularly emphasised each rise and fall. Despite the wind and the hills, it was a beautiful place to be running set next to the lapping sound of the sea.

After passing the half way point my quads tired a little, probably a combination of my pace and the hilly course so far. At fourteen miles the route then jutted inland slightly for another four-mile-long ‘out and back’ section. I slowed slightly here, my pace now hovering closer to 8.30 min/mile. My limbs felt a little weary, but also the ‘out and back’ nature demoralised me slightly. Seeing mile markers on the other side of the road evoked a bit of a ‘so near yet so far’ feeling. This section was also set on some gradual inclines too – in all honestly, I had underestimated the hilly challenge Brighton would present. I did not panic that my pace had dropped though, I knew I had banked a lot of time in the early stages, and just wanted to steadily keep moving. I hoped I may be able to draw on some grit to finish a few of the final miles strongly – well, that was the plan anyway!

Mother Nature can be cruel at times and from 20 miles onwards it seemed to hate us Brighton Marathoners. Miles 20-23 I had heard much about, another ‘out and back’ section with the turnaround point at a power station – let’s face it, it doesn’t sound that inspiring! The lack of inspiration did not bother me, it was the wind that now played a huge factor; it had built in momentum considerably and was now a true force to be reckoned with. It instantly sapped my tiring body, my pace heading closer to 9 min/mile. Just after 21 miles the course turned at said power station to start a long near 5 mile stretch back along the seafront, back to the Pier, and toward the finish line which was located shortly after. After all these ‘out and back’ sections it is probably hard to remember which way us runners were facing at this point – but these final 5 miles were set against that head wind again, which was now at a level I can only refer to as soul destroying. It was honestly brutal. My planned grit had to be drawn on, but not to pick up my speed, just to keep battling.

​I gave up on my pace soon after mile 22, it didn’t matter what my watch screen told me, I could not go any faster if I tried. I could sense the weather had hit everyone with the same crushing force, no one was overtaking me, it was not like I had overdone it, we were all just struggling to get to the line. A spectator tried to lift our spirits saying she wished she could turn the wind off – there was nothing anyone could do though except try and keep going. I read a newspaper report from the elite female winner after the race, she described the same feelings and sensations in this final stretch of the course, and this reassured me further that it was indeed brutal.

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With less than 3 miles to go, everything hurt, and I won’t lie, I hated it. 'Why do I do this to myself?' I questioned. A few miles back I thought I may just be able to hold onto a 3:39 finish, but with each energy sapping step, the seconds ticked away. My pace was very slow now and all I wanted was the race to be over! I was in a pain cave and was only awoken from my almost slumped running posture, which I guess was my body’s natural reaction to try and shelter from the wind, when my sister and her boyfriend shouted my name. My smile was more like a grimace now, and even their cheers could not lift my pace for a finish push. With one mile to go I had nothing else left to give – I mean nothing. As the finish arch loomed on the horizon and I entered the final few hundred metres, I could feel a natural urge inside me to push for the finish, however my legs just could not do it. They were gone. Crossing the finish line felt like relief, and I glanced through tired eyes at my watch to read 3:43 something, before the true feeling of exhaustion hit me like a tonne of bricks.

Stood at the finish I honestly had no energy to even move; I have never felt so spent at the end of a marathon. Stranded helplessly, a St Johns medic scooped me up and eased me to collect my medal, before lying me on the concrete with my feet raised in the air against a steel barrier. I closed my eyes and just lie there literally feeling a mixture of pain and fatigue pulsing through my limbs. I could have happily lay there forever if it was not for that flipping wind again. My clothes were wet from sweat and the occasional amount of water I had tipped over my head, and the wind in those final miles had not only drained me, but also chilled me. I was now shivering. I somehow stood up and tried to walk. My legs were a state, my quads painful and my left leg appeared to have become a plank of wood, seemingly unable to bend or move naturally. I dragged myself for what felt like forever to meet my sister and her boyfriend who were waiting on the beach. God knows what I looked like to them!

My sister guided me toward a deckchair, which I literally fell into, and I managed to remove my wet clothing and put some warmer layers on. This seemed to bring me round a little from my post marathon delirium and I was able to ask the ultimate question – what was my actual time?! 3:43:38 my sister replied. My reaction was honestly relief. At times on the final stretch I had wanted to give up and to finish felt like an achievement. To finish in my second quickest marathon time to date, and another sub 3:45 time which would qualify me for London Marathon ‘Good For Age’, felt almost unbelievable. I was sore, sunburnt and stuck in a deckchair on Brighton Beach – but I was happy.

I wanted to test myself at the Brighton Marathon and I definitely did that. Altogether the race was probably the toughest combination of course and weather I have faced; even though the London Marathon was hot last year, the route was still kinder on the limbs. Mentally I think you have to be quite strong to cope with the number of ‘out and back’ sections too – they are not always the easiest routes to run on. I was open about my goal of trying to go sub 3:40 and I am not disappointed I did not make it. I gave absolutely everything I could to try for it, my body at the end told me that and I know it in myself; the pieces of the marathon jigsaw just did not all quite fit together on the day. I am proud – I would have not been able to produce that performance in these circumstances a few months ago and that in itself shows progress. Do I have a quicker time in me in the future – I think so, and I will keep taking those risks to see how far I can truly go.
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I want to say a heartfelt ‘thank you’ to those who have supported my training again this time. This may have been my 9th marathon (how has that even happened?!) but it certainly does not mean I do not welcome or need that extra little bit of encouragement, those wise words and reminders, the people stood on the roadside cheering my name, friends who understand this 26.2 mile addiction I seem to have, and people around  who I know are looking out for me. The journey continues and I hope to keep sharing it with you. 
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Brighton Bound

4/12/2019

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Race week has arrived and today I travel down to the South coast for my next 26.2 mile adventure. I may not be flying across to the other side of the world for this marathon, and to some the adventure may be a little less impressive than exploring a new country - but it means a lot to me. 

Over the past 16 weeks I have trained hard - and by using the word 'hard' I do not just mean logging lots of miles. Looking back on my last block of marathon training leading up to Sydney Marathon in September, personally I was in quite a difficult place - I was hurting emotionally and my running was one of the main things which kept me going. I am stronger now, happier and I have had to learn to let go of certain things in my life. This has all meant I have had the energy and focus to train smarter. I have been sleeping far better, which is essential when my alarm goes off at 5.30am most days for weekday runs, and my diet has improved, whereas last year I was eating far too much chocolate to both fuel my running and to try and make me feel better. Thanks to some icy training weeks I have finally learnt the real benefit of taking those easy runs 'easy' - in fact I often look forward to them now. My long runs have been focused, and whilst my speed over shorter distances seems to have slipped a little, I have felt stronger than ever when running more miles. I have also paid attention to rest, particularly in the afternoon after those big training runs, and have learnt to cope better relaxing in my own company rather than trying to keep busy.

I know I have done all I can, and I guess the next big question is what does that result in a time. I have been asked what I am aiming for a lot this week, and I have been honest with my reply - I have trained with a PB in mind, which would be sub 3:40, and that's what I will be trying to achieve. It scares me; but I know deep down if I run well I can do it. If I do not go out and try run that time, I think I will be more disappointed than if I do not achieve it. A marathon is never a given, but if I never allow myself the chance to try, I will never know what could be possible. ​
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This week has seen a minor blip in my journey - typically during race week! I have had a sore back of my heel for a couple of weeks now, it does not hurt when I run, but often catches on shoes when I am walking. I thought I had bruised my heel through wearing a pair of smarter shoes for work one day, which at the time had hurt my feet a little (I usually live in trainers!) However, as I went for my final pre-race massage this week with my Sports Therapist, it turns out I have actually torn my Achilles slightly. It has been treated, taped and physically it all feels much better - mentally I just need to try and get it out my mind though and almost pretend it is just a bruise again!

As always before I sign off for a marathon weekend I would like to extend my thanks to those who have supported me throughout my training. I cannot stress enough how much messages, comments, thoughts, words of wisdom and support have meant to me across the past 16 weeks. Aside from being that girl who always runs around Lincoln in shorts, people often tell me I have a distinctive smile, and I promise to try and be smiling on Sunday whatever happens. Run happy!
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 15

4/7/2019

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The first week of tapering and for the first time in many a marathon training cycle I have felt ready for this taper - I know I have worked hard in my training and now I need to reduce my workload to feel fresh ready to race. For this reason I was determined that although this week featured a race very special to me – the Lincoln 10k - I did not want to be racing.

MONDAY: a final Body Pump session before the marathon - I used to keep weight training right up until a few days before my goal marathon race, but I have gradually learnt that this has no benefit on my race performance and to give my body a break. 

TUESDAY: an enjoyable interval run - probably because of the fact it was only 5 miles and the rep length was tough, but not to a hideous level. I ran 10 x 400m reps with 100m recoveries and was pleased to see a few sub 7 min/mile paces amongst the interval efforts. 

WEDNESDAY: the lighter Spring mornings meant I could again venture on some more rural routes with my friend - although there was definitely a wintery chill in the air which meant I had to dig the gloves back out! Initially the pace felt quick for me, and for the first time I was worried I was not going to be able to keep up with my friend, but I settled and enjoyed. Reviewing our splits afterwards I could see we had ran relatively fast over the near 8 miles we ran, logging splits of 7.27, 7.14, 7.14, 7.35, 7.39, 7.35 and 8.22 min/mile - the latter a big long hill at the end!

THURSDAY: an easy paced 6 miles - my quads felt a little tired, possibly after two back to back harder run.

FRIDAY: with the Lincoln 10k at the weekend and planned volunteering at Lincoln parkrun on Saturday, I ran another easy run. It was 'only' 3 miles and it felt a little unnatural to run relatively short and steady, but I know it is what I need to do.

SATURDAY: Rest Day and volunteering at Lincoln parkrun handing out finish tokens with my sister who was visiting for the 10k. This was my 24th volunteer stint - one more to go to claim my purple milestone t-shirt!
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SUNDAY: Lincoln 10k day! 7 years ago I lined up for my first ever race in my now home city and I am yet to miss an event since. As the years have gone on, the more people I know who take part in the event has seen my love for it grow further - sharing your passion with others is always special. This year my mindset was different - with Brighton Marathon a week away I did not want to race. I did not want to have the fear of injury/overdoing it spoiling my race enjoyment, and I also did not want to spend the next week trying to recover from a 10k race when I was supposed to be rebuilding ready to race 26.2 miles. I was therefore very happy to be able to run alongside my friend from work and help pace and support her to try and run a sub 1 hour time.  Full blog to follow - but I absolutely loved the race, running with a huge smile on my face throughout, encouraging my friend and appreciating all the support I received from friends and people I knew who had lined the streets. Together we finished in 55:01 - a massive new PB for my friend; I was so proud of her and shared a very delighted and emotive hug at the finish line. I was also very proud of my sister, who we found at the finish and who had logged her own PB - although I think the fact we are twins had confused a LOT of people. Poor Sophie had been confused as me on a number of occasions! She has been training hard for this race though and deserves her own recognition. Another Lincoln 10k day which did not disappoint. ​
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 14

3/31/2019

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A fellow Brighton Marathon entrant asked me how I was feeling this week - 'Excited... and scared!' - I replied. I am at that point in training now where the reason behind running all these training miles starts to feel real, and it evokes both these emotions! 

MONDAY: my legs were sore from Sunday's Ashby 20 race, but I knew I needed to get a run completed as I would be away with work from 6am until 8pm tomorrow - and although some do question my sanity, I was not going to get up any earlier to squeeze a run in! I waited until the evening to run today, in an attempt to give my legs a few more recovery hours, running from my gym to finish in time for a Body Pump class. My quads were tight and twangy, so it was very easy to keep my pace slow, averaging 8:49 min/mile overall across the 6 miles.  

TUESDAY: Rest Day

WEDNESDAY: an extra rest day had helped rejuvenate my limbs a little, which I was pleased about as I met my slightly speedier friend for our Wednesday morning run. He had planned out a new route for us to try, with the increasingly lighter mornings now meaning we can venture away from Lincoln's central streets. We ran 6.5 miles in total, in a quick but comfortable 7.46 min/mile average pace.

THURSDAY: looking at my plan I thought my planned interval run was going to be another of those truly hideous runs, which at the time you hate, but by the end you feel proud to have completed. It was hard, but I actually coped much better with the demand than I thought, running 9 miles with 10 x 800m reps and 200m recoveries. I have learnt throughout this block of training that my speed is not where I was this time last year; I cannot hit the same paces on intervals and my parkrun times are also slower. However, what I have noticed is my endurance is greater, and whereas a run like this would have virtually killed me off last year, today I felt like I could have done more. Body Pump class in the evening. 
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FRIDAY: Rest Day

SATURDAY: I knew today would be my last Lincoln parkrun for a couple of weeks due to the impending marathon, so I really gave it my all to try and get a sub 21 minute time again. I ran hard, and I am sure my face showed this (see image)! Closing in on the final few hundred metres I couldn’t quite hang onto the couple of fellow female runners in front of me, I could feel I had nothing left to give in my legs; I just had to focus on chasing down the clock myself. I finished in 20:57 – mission accomplished.

SUNDAY: mentally the prospect of 15 miles felt manageable today – another sign of marathon training! It was a pleasant morning for running, and for the first 7 miles I just got lost in the run and didn’t really rein my pace in when I probably needed to. Reviewing my splits later I was hovering above 8 min/mile pace for this section. Between miles 7 and 10 I seemed to settle to a better pace, before suffering a dip from miles 11-13. During this stage my quads suddenly went very sore and stiff again and running just did not feel as natural. Thankfully the sensation eased and I was able to finish stronger, averaging 8.14 min/mile pace overall. I hope my quads return to feeling completely normal soon - I need them to! I think they will, and it is not really worrying me. The two week taper that lies ahead of me now will certainly help. ​
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 13

3/24/2019

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​This week my confidence wobbled a little. At times I have found running harder than it should be, paces more challenging to hit, and DOMs nearly ever-present in my limbs. This is the final push before the taper, so it could actually be quite logical as to why all these things have felt apparent, however it did start to make doubts creep into my mind. However, the weekend offered the timely boost I needed...

MONDAY: the final session in the current block of Strength and Conditioning for Runners. It has been another highly beneficial eight-week period for me, both physically and socially in terms of being able to train with like-minded people. After 22 miles on Sunday I was sore and tight for this session, but doing something did help to loosen me up a little. 

TUESDAY: with soreness still in my limbs the sole aim of my easy paced 9 miles was to try and freshen my legs up a little. The first few miles I was stiff and shuffly, but as my muscled warmed I grew into a more natural stride, albeit still keeping my pace under control and averaging 8.33 min/mile. Body Pump class in the evening.

WEDNESDAY: today my 5.30am alarm had gone off as usual to meet my Wednesday morning run friend, however just as I was pulling on the final piece of my run gear, he had to cancel. I was actually due in work a little later today, so rolled back into bed fully clothed for an extra hour sleep before facing my interval run. I was possibly also trying to avoid the challenge ahead of me as I knew it would be a hard run. I had 8 miles planned with 5 x 1 mile reps and 400m recoveries and opted for a nice run route 'out and back' along the river near my house. This route was a great plan in terms of being uninterrupted, but not a great plan with a headwind on the ‘back’ section which hit me when I was already tiring! This run felt very hard; I did not really hit the paces I wanted for the interval reps, and at times had to stop completely to catch my breath on the recoveries.

THURSDAY: my legs were back to being noticeably very sore again today and I was therefore somewhat pleased my plan's tempo run was 'only' 7 miles with the middle 5 miles at marathon pace. I knew I would not get any speed from my legs today, so tried to use the run to focus on feeling what my marathon pace should be like. I aimed for tempo splits between 8.15-8.20 min/mile, which I managed. However, the soreness in my legs meant this pace range felt nowhere near as comfortable as I hoped it would be. Body Pump in the evening. 
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FRIDAY: Rest Day

SATURDAY: I approached Lincoln parkrun with no expectations today; after a week of fairly mediocre and at times hard running, I was not confident of suddenly knocking out a super speedy 5k. I chatted to friends pre-run and barely thought much about the actual running part of the morning, it was only really when the 'go' signal was given I suddenly focused a little. I thought I could sense that I was running much better than I anticipated, but I refrained from looking at my watch, as I did not want this to affect me mentally if I was wrong! As I finished, I was however actually very happy at what my watch read - 20:56. (I was later relegated to 21:01 by the official results – so the sub 21 slips away again for another week!) I chatted to more fiends at the finish (I struggle to get away from parkrun these days - in a very good way though!) and met my colleague who spontaneously gave me a post run hug. Not even a couple of hours and my love of running was back. 

SUNDAY: for my final long, long run of this training cycle I opted for a change of scenery and had entered Ashby 20. I had heard much about this 20 mile race but had never taken part, so I was interested to see what all the fuss was about. Full blog to follow, but I absolutely loved it; I loved the course even with its relentless hills, I loved the wonderfully supportive marshals who were simply fantastic across the entire route, I loved the weather which was virtually perfect, I loved the purple finisher hoody (see image), but most of all I loved how strong I felt from beginning to end. I finished in 2:43:22 with an average pace of 8.10 min/mile – confidence levels fully restored.  ​
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 11

3/10/2019

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Last week training was tough; I felt a little bit like I was heading towards burnout. The fact I was able to identify and reflect on this is the most important thing though, and this week I have acted. These last 7 days have been focused on looking after myself; life has still been busy with my pattern of early morning running and long days at work still continuing, but I have put things in place to cope with this demand. I feel much better in myself, so I guess it has worked!

MONDAY: after Sunday's Cambridge Half Marathon I was sore today and decided that 'just' doing my Strength and Conditioning for Runners class was enough for this evening, and cancelled my booked Body Pump session - starting the week as I meant to go on in terms of being kinder to myself.

TUESDAY: my quads were still a little tight and sore from Sunday's race, so I was happy to keep my pace under control for today's easy 6 miles. It felt like a nice and needed 'shake out' of the limbs. 

WEDNESDAY: two days of gentle exercise demands had paid dividends and today my legs felt much better, which I was pleased about as I met my friend for our now seemingly regular Wednesday morning run. We ran a 7 mile loop and at the start I did fear I was going to struggle to keep up with my friend (I am learning he can be seriously speedy!), but I settled into a stride. We ran at a good pace, all splits sub 8 min/mile except for one with a big hill right at the end of the run, averaging 7.47 min/mile overall. 

THURSDAY: I had a 6 mile progression run on my plan - never my favourite. As is nearly always the case when I attempt a progression run, I made an uneasy almost nervy start, trying hard to keep my pace steady and avoid having to sprint the final few miles. I managed it though, and as the faster end miles hit I felt really strong, logging perfect splits of 8.44, 8.25, 7.56, 7.42, 7.29 and 7.24 min/mile respectively. Body Pump class in the evening. 
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FRIDAY: Rest Day

SATURDAY: it was a blustery morning at Lincoln parkrun this week, with the wind blowing through a whole spectrum of weather conditions in quite a short space of time. As I stood at the start chatting to friends (see image) I actually feared I was a little under dressed as dark rain clouds edged closer towards us. The wind was apparent on some sections of the parkrun route, but not too significant, and I ran well. As I raced into the finish funnel and stopped my Garmin it read 20:59 - maybe I could had snuck a sub 21 minute time! I waited until my official email came through later in the day and literally laughed out loud when it read that my time was precisely 21:00! This was exactly the same time as my last 5k and again just 1 second away from being in that next time bracket - I will not be beaten by that little second!

SUNDAY: the prospect of 20 miles made me a little uneasy today. My last 20 mile run completed a couple of weeks ago had been hard work, mainly due to my head being all over the place, and I really did not want a repeat performance. I was already in a much better mindset though having spent an enjoyable evening with my old housemates Saturday night catching up and eating massive ice cream Sundaes (which I now think is perfect long run fuel!) My planned 20 miles were also split into two sections; the first 10 miles were to be easier, followed by 10 miles at 'marathon pace'. This also helped as I approached the run not as a 20 miler, but instead as two 10 mile runs. The first 10 miles were pleasant and felt like a warm up, and I logged an average pace of 8.30 min/mile overall for this section. The second 10 miles I then dug in and focused on my pace a little more, enjoying the new challenge. I had decided pre-run that my 'marathon pace' would aim to be around 8.15 min/mile and I was really pleased by how close I stuck to this, with splits of 8.16, 8.16, 8.17, 8.12, 8.12, 8.16, 8.07, 8.16, 8.16 and 7.42 min/mile. The final mile I went for it and was happy with how much I had left in my legs still; in fact my legs felt strong throughout and coped well with the distance, logging an overall average pace of 8.20 min/mile. However, the best thing was I actually enjoyed the run - which is the main thing after all!
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 10

3/3/2019

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This week has been tough – I will not beat around the bush. Tired - I think that is the only word I can use to describe how I have been feeling; physically, mentally and at times emotionally. I had guessed this week might be challenging, with high running demands combined with a very busy few days at work, but it hit me harder than I expected. 5.30am alarms for running with some days not getting home from work until past 10pm – I love both my job and running - but it’s not a good combination. I have survived though, but I know I really need to look after myself this week ahead to avoid burnout and undoing all the good I have achieved so far.

MONDAY: following 20 miles on Sunday I was weary today. I had a double combination of Strength and Conditioning for Runners and Body Pump planned for the evening and really was not sure I had the energy for it. In the end I completed both, and felt better for it. Later that evening I then had quite an emotive personal situation, which affected me a little, and with lots of thoughts and reflections running through my head (and indeed for most of the subsequent week) I really did not sleep well.

TUESDAY: my word for how I was feeling today is drained – and it was only Tuesday. A tired body and emotional mind made me chose to switch to a slightly easier run on my plan – 5 tempo miles, with the middle 3 miles at marathon pace. What my marathon pace actually is, I am not sure, but I seemed to run around 7.45-7.50 min/mile. A shorter run was much better for me, although the tempo miles felt a little tougher than perhaps they should have been.
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WEDNESDAY: after getting home post 10pm Tuesday night, I was pleased I was meeting my friend from Strength and Conditioning for another run this morning, as it simply made me get up. The 5.30am alarm would not have been welcomed otherwise. I still felt fatigued, but chatting to my friend helped take my mind off it, and running at his pace meant we logged strong splits across 7 miles of 7.39, 7.25, 7.38, 7.35, 8.32 (a big hill!) 7.31 and 7.30 min/mile.

THURSDAY: is it boring if today I said I felt tired? The only run left I had on my plan was the 9 mile interval run I had postponed from Tuesday – safe to say the prospect of which did not fill me with absolute joy! The run went better than I feared, 9 miles passed quickly with 8 x 800m reps thrown into the mileage. It essentially paved out as a 7 mile interval run with a 2 mile cool down at the end. I felt spent during the cool down, but was pleased to see my pace remained steady, just over 8 min/mile. My interval reps were mainly sub 7.20 min/mile with a couple slowing as I tired. I then worked until 10pm at night again…

FRIDAY: with a race on Sunday and a planned Rest Day for Saturday, today should have been 3 easy miles. I did not run 3 miles; with another long day at work ahead, I knew there would be absolutely no benefit to my fitness or wellbeing. I rested. 
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SATURDAY: Rest Day and a lovely morning volunteering at my home Lincoln parkrun before heading back to Suffolk ahead of Sunday’s Cambridge Half Marathon. At this point I was probably looking forward to seeing my parents more than I was running a half marathon. Monday’s personal events were playing on my mind, and to put it frankly, I needed a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on.

SUNDAY: after a couple of days rest I felt fresher going into today’s race. The weather was a bit bleak with rain steadily falling, and I felt a bit guilty for my parents who were coming to watch! I loved having them there though, and it spurred me on (see images), especially towards the end. Run wise, as soon as I started I knew my legs were not as sharp as my PB at Leicestershire Half Marathon two weeks ago. I had also forgotten what a big race is like - 10,000 runners on narrow Cambridge roads meant the start was ridiculously slow. Full blog to follow – but I ran well for the first ten miles; sub 7.30 min/mile pace and consistent, if slightly slower than a few weeks ago. The final 3 miles were tough though – my legs just drained and I had to dig deep for the finish. My finish time was 1:37:49, and I was really happy to log another sub 1.40 half. I was knackered though – and as my parents found me at the finish arch, I was an exhausted mess! My mantra from Cambridge Half is - share what you love with the people you love, that is what matters most.  ​
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 9

2/24/2019

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Training for a marathon can be just as mentally testing as it is physically; I do not think it matters how many times you have been through a training cycle, it still challenges you. This week I have experience a number of mental tests through my running...

MONDAY: after the Leicestershire Half Marathon on Sunday I was pleased to find my legs were not too sore, however, when it came to my evening strength double of Strength and Conditioning for Runners and Body Pump classes I could just feel my energy levels were low. I lacked power and I was a bit lethargic. This was to be expected really, and I focused on maintaining good technique and form despite my fatigue.

TUESDAY: after a race it is sometimes the case you can take things easier; you train and build up to a big event and then afterwards you have some rest and recovery. Not during marathon training! The prospect of 7 miles of intervals with 6 x 1000m reps did not grab me this morning; I was physically tired and mentally I was not sure I had the drive I needed - it was like I had used all my stores up during Sunday's race! I kept my expectations moderate, aiming for the intervals to be anything between 7 min/mile and 7.30 min/mile pace and just ran as well as I could. It was the hardest interval session I have ran for a while, but I managed it, with effort paces logging in the 7.20 min/mile region. 

WEDNESDAY: today's run was the mid week boost I needed. I met my friend from Strength and Conditioning for some more early morning miles and we ran a 7 mile loop around Lincoln. The company made the miles fly by, and as we also meet somewhere neutral, it means I get to run new routes rather than falling into the habit of running my usual paths. My friend is also a little faster than me, which is good, as it pushes me but without being ridiculously quick. Our pace was steady and consistent, averaging 7.53 min/mile overall. 

THURSDAY: after a good run yesterday this morning's solo ten miler before work seemed a bit of a slog. At times I felt ploddy, but I tried to keep my pace under control, averaging 8.22 min/mile overall. The positive at least was that after about 5 miles it started to get lighter, which boosted my spirits a little - Spring is coming! Body Pump class in the evening. 

FRIDAY: Rest Day
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SATURDAY: today was one of those mornings when I realised just how important parkrun is in my life. I woke up looking forward to the Lincoln parkrun even more than usual as a friend from work had messaged saying she was planning on coming with her family; it would be their first time at Lincoln and I knew they would enjoy it. Chatting around the Bandstand pre-run I nearly forgot about the whole running thing to come! I think this set me up well as I ran really relaxed, not even looking at my watch, and just to feel. I stopped the clock at 21 minutes dead – in hindsight maybe a glance at my watch could have shaved that extra second off!? I really was not bothered though; I had ran well and was happy. After finishing I then spent a wonderful half an hour or so just chatting to lots of other people I know or have grown to know through parkrun, as well as cheering my friend's finish. I was due at work and my post run socialising actually nearly made me late! For me attending parkrun is so much more than just a 5k (see image). 

SUNDAY: the first 20 miler of this training block. I have to admit I was not looking forward to it. The mileage did not scare me, it was simply the fact I did not relish spending near on three hours in my own company. I knew I would get into my own head and frankly I did not need that much time with my own thoughts! Unfortunately, I do not like listening to music when I run, so I just had to deal with myself! I started a bit too quickly and I could not really get into natural rhythm. The weather was so changeable too; a thick fog would engulf me at times making it quite cool and damp, only to emerge into a warm sunshine which made me suddenly sweat. It did not help settle me. At the half way point I was running well still, but I was tired of my own mind games. I just had to dig deep and tick off the final half somehow. My pace dipped a little between miles 16-18 - I think my legs suddenly realised I was asking more from them - but I recovered when the end goal became in sight. I made it to 20 miles, averaging 8.20 min/mile overall - a strong run. I have to admit I am not relishing the thought of further solo 20+ mile long runs at the moment, but hopefully I have got through the biggest challenge this week. ​
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 8

2/17/2019

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The half way point - and I have kind of felt it a bit this week. Some of the undesirable effects of marathon training have started to creep in; I have been tired, at times my hunger has been insatiable, the day after my long run I felt jaded, and restless legs have kept me awake at night. These are signs I know I need to take extra care of myself. Running wise training has continued to go well though, with an extra PB bonus to finish the week...

MONDAY: Strength and Conditioning for Runners class in which I am already beginning to note my personal progress. 

TUESDAY: I switched things a little on my plan this week, and with a harder run planned for tomorrow, I kept today’s miles steadier. I ran 7 miles at a comfortably hard pace, which was around 8 min/mile. Body Pump class in the evening. 

WEDNESDAY: today I was joined on a run by a friend from my Strength and Conditioning class; he needed some motivation to kick start his training and I always welcome company - especially when they are willing to meet me at 6am for a run! My friend had planned a 10k route known locally as 'rolling hills'. I had heard of the route, but never tried it - probably for good reason! The route weaves around the centre of Lincoln going up and down most of the cruellest inclines the city offers (for those local think Michealgate, Steep Hill, Lindum Hill, Greenstone Stairs, Milman Hill etc) I really enjoyed the challenge and it is certainly something I would not have had the confidence to attempt alone. I also did not stop once, which I am sure I would have convinced myself I needed to if I had run alone.

THURSDAY: after the hill test of yesterday my legs were a little sore today. Keeping today's planned 10 miles at an 'easy' pace was therefore a little more straightforward. My legs were stiff at first, but once I loosened up I just let the miles tick off at a comfortable 8.24 min/mile average pace. Body Pump class in evening. 
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FRIDAY: with a race planned for Sunday I swapped this week's Rest Day around, heading out for a very easy 4 miles this morning, averaging 8.42 min/mile pace in the process. I nearly did not bother with the run, but I am pleased I did as it helped loosen off some remaining stiffness and also felt quite therapeutic running at a gentle rhythm and not having too many miles to log. 

SATURDAY: Rest Day - whilst still getting my parkrun fix through volunteering at my home Lincoln event. 

SUNDAY: my first race of 2019 - the Leicestershire Half Marathon (see image). My training plan has a couple of half marathons in and I like to use them to assess a little where I am in terms of progress. I have another race in a couple of weeks, so my mindset approaching today's 13.1 miles was to simply see what my legs currently had in them - almost like setting a baseline marker. It was a lovely day for running with an almost spring like warmth, although there was quite a strong, gusty breeze at the Prestwold Hall setting of the race. Compared to last year when I had completed the course, the weather was heavenly though! Full blog to follow; but in short, I ran a new PB of 1:35:23 - what I loved most however was how strong I felt; physically, mentally and against the at times windy conditions. My splits emphasise this, logging relatively consistent throughout, and to top it off my final mile was the quickest overall, registering at bang on 7 min/mile - even I do not know how I managed that at the end of a half marathon race! ​
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 7

2/10/2019

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​It has been a busy week with a mixture of work commitments and fitting in marathon training; but I have managed it all. Marathon training is a commitment itself, but I guess like anything, the more cycles I go through the easier I find it to fit training into life - it is possible!

MONDAY: a double strength session to start the week, with Strength and Conditioning for Runners followed by a Body Pump class.

TUESDAY: the last (I hope!) of the ice lingered today and it meant I had to remain a little cautious on early morning intervals. I ran the same session as last week; 5.5m with 15 x 200m reps and 200m recoveries, and again managed to keep my pace for the interval efforts hovering just above 7 min/mile for the majority. 

WEDNESDAY: I wanted to run the 'easy' 10 miles I had on my plan 'easy' - recent icy conditions have helped me keep my planned easier miles at a comfortable pace, rather than tending to run everything a bit too quick, and I feel it has been beneficial. Despite there being no ice today it turned out it was actually very easy for me to slow things down - my legs were very lethargic. Tuesday had been a very busy and long day at work for me and I had not eaten properly at all; I do not think I actually had one proper meal all day. An early longish run was therefore a bit of an ask; it felt a slog and I averaged 8.42 min/mile. I know why I struggled at least and it is always good to learn. In the evening I enjoyed marshalling at a charity 'Dark Run' arranged to support the fundraising efforts of our Lincoln parkrun event director who is taking on the London Marathon.

THURSDAY: this morning was very windy - I could hear the wind howling before I even set out the door. The conditions made running tough at times and I knew I needed to adjust my pace expectations. As predicted, at times I did struggle to hit my desired paces against a headwind, so I instead tried to maintain my effort levels instead, logging 7 miles with the middle 5 miles aiming to be quicker/exerting more effort. My middle splits were nearly all sub 8 min/mile still, with one slightly over, which was both uphill and with a headwind so I will let myself off..! Body Pump in the evening.

FRIDAY: Rest Day
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SATURDAY: the wind had returned for today's Lincoln parkrun, with an added strength which had actually kept me awake at night. It was very gusty at Boultham Park and obvious that on the slightly more exposed expanses of the park it would play some effect. My sister was visiting for the weekend and I feel she tends to bring extreme conditions with her when she runs at Lincoln - previously it has been a heatwave! Against the wind I faded progressively across the three miles; on each of the three laps the headwind seemed to knock me out of my rhythm a little more. I finished in 21:10, which I was still happy with in the conditions, and with just enough time to catch my breath and go to cheer my sister through her sprint finish!

SUNDAY: a long run with some company - the benefits of having a keen running sibling! I had 17 miles on my plan and wanted these to be steadier after a few weeks of more testing long runs; so having someone to chat to was perfect timing. I was not expecting my sister to run the full 17 with me, but we planned to run 11 miles together, before I finished off with a solo 6 miles. Needless to say, the first 11 miles flew by and I enjoyed showing my sister one of my running routes. The final 6 miles were my own mental test - physically my body felt good with the steadier pace, but now I had to motivate myself to keep going without the support. Miles 11-14 were a bit tough, but I ticked off the final 3 miles more effortlessly, finishing with an average pace of 8.29 min/mile - which was almost exactly to my pre-run plan of 8.30 min/mile. Next week is the half way part of training – it is crazy how quickly the weeks are passing by!
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 6

2/3/2019

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Wintery weather and icy conditions have been another feature of this week - I am starting to wish I was back marathon training in the middle of a summer heatwave again! Well, maybe not - but some above 0 degree running temperatures would be nice please mother nature!

MONDAY: the official start of my next block of Strength and Conditioning for Runners. It is always good to be back at these sessions, and I am constantly learning about my body and how to maximise my running, as well as enjoying being with a group of liked minded people.

TUESDAY: today I was out running before the street lights had even been switched back on along some of my local streets. My alarm had gone off at 5:10am as I had to squeeze my miles in before an early start at work. Intervals at least woke me up, and I ran 5.5 miles with 15 x 200m reps and 200m recoveries. Normally this number of intervals drains me, but this morning it felt manageable. Pace wise I literally just ran as fast as possible, with the majority of reps hovering around the 7 min/mile marker. Body Pump class in the evening. 

WEDNESDAY: another early start, not quite as harsh as yesterday, but I was out running before 6am again. The weather conditions were almost akin to last Wednesday, and an overnight frost had once more left very icy pavements to greet me. The 7 easy miles on my plan therefore had to be kept very easy again, averaging 8.46 min/mile. I can't say I enjoyed this run - it was so cold and I was fed up of tiptoeing cautiously - I just wanted to run carefree!

THURSDAY: with the forecast saying this morning would be -6 degrees I did not even bother setting an alarm for a pre-work run; I knew the pavements would be like ice rinks. A freezing fog never lifted all day, and by the evening I still was not confident running tempo miles on the streets. Reluctantly I headed for the treadmill. If I am running on a treadmill you know it is the last resort! I ran 7 miles with the middle 5 miles at a faster pace - it is difficult for me to assess exact pace on a treadmill as I very rarely use one and the settings are so different to what I am used to; so I simply ran to feel. Body Pump class after. 

FRIDAY: Rest Day 
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SATURDAY: drawing back my curtains I was very uncertain as to whether I would be running parkrun today - my street was white with frost and ice, and I could not imagine Lincoln parkrun's Boultham Park venue would be much better. I kept refreshing the website, but no cancellation was given, so I made my way to the park, half expecting to be the only nutter there. I was wrong, 267 people, plus the wonderful Lincoln parkrun volunteers, braved the elements for our weekly 5k. It was very slippy underfoot, and I think we all knew that not only were we running out our own risk, but that speed was not on the cards for today. As soon as I started running the skies opened with snowfall, it was like running in a snow globe as flakes tumbled around us (see image). I found a pace and rhythm I was comfortable with and navigated the course with care. I probably felt safer running here amongst a crowd of friendly faces than on some of my early morning solo ice runs! I finished in 22.36 - which was a lot better than I predicted in the conditions. Today was really not about time though, it was a memorable parkrun not just for the wintery weather, but for the dedication and care of the running community to make the event happen and to look out for one another.  

SUNDAY: a long run of two halves - quite literally. I had 16 miles on my plan; the first half to be steadier and the final half to be quicker. Whilst the ice was melting, it was still bitterly cold as I headed out, so much so, the freshness of the air made my eyes water. The cold got to me during the first 8 miles; although I was running around 8.10 min/mile pace, things felt slow and as if I was prolonging my exposure to the elements; I feared this was going to become a slog of a run. As the second half approached, I debated in my head if I actually had the energy, drive or desire to push myself - not a great mindset to be in! However, as my watch ticked over 8 miles it was like a spark was lit inside me; my legs woke up and my body suddenly felt warm and alive – I even had to take my gloves off as my hands were sweating! Where this spurt came from I am not sure, but my final 8 miles were all sub 8 min/mile pace, and I relished the sense of being strong at the end of a long run. I hope this strong feeling continues - just not the feeling of being cold please!
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 5

1/27/2019

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This week has felt like a long week; which on reflection I think is due to the fact the past seven days have featured a few varied emotions (often self inflicted!), in addition to managing my training around winter weather conditions. I have also attempted to maintain a bit of a life outside of running - believe it or not I do try and have one!

MONDAY: Body Pump class

TUESDAY: this morning began the start of a cold snap of weather, and as I headed out for my early miles I was quick to identify the slight ice patches on the pavements. I had 6 miles with 12 x 400m intervals and 200m recoveries planned; conditions were not ideal but with a bit of caution it was possible. My splits were therefor not quite as fast as I would have liked, and I had to try really hard not to be harsh on myself post run and ignore the voice in my head telling me I should have pushed myself more. Logging my runs and keeping this blog helps me keep things in perspective though, and I now know in the conditions I did do my best.

WEDNESDAY: as I left work Tuesday evening it was snowing and it was also harshly cold. I was anxious about what the weather would bring overnight, as my only chance to run today was in the early morning before work. It did cause me worry and a lot of time spent analysing weather apps - again on reflection I needed to just accept I could not control mother nature! It was -6 when I woke, so I layered up and braced myself for a true winter run. The pavements were very icy, and I tentatively began running, assessing virtually every piece of pavement I placed my feet on. I had 7 miles to run, which thankfully were only 'easy' paced, so I at least had no pace pressure. I would say the paths were probably my absolute limit on which I would be willing to run on, I managed my miles, but I had to keep my pace very easy, around 9 min/mile. To be honest, I was more relieved just to make it home in one piece! In the evening I had a taster session for the next block of Strength and Conditioning for Runners sessions I have signed up to, and with a focus on endurance, I am very excited to begin this alongside my marathon training. 

THURSDAY: Rest Day - the ice remained today and after yesterday's run I knew there was no way I was attempting tempo miles on slippery pavements. My vague aim was to go out running after work when the ice should have melted. However, I finished work late, was hungry, tired, and deep down I just knew I was not going to log quality miles if I forced myself out. It took some convincing in my mind, but I told myself a rest day was best.

FRIDAY: I woke up ready to attack my tempo miles today. The weather was a somewhat tropical 3 degrees, and with no ice, I could run stress free. I ran a strong 6 miles, with the middle 4 miles aiming for 7.20-7.30 min/mile pace, and  was so happy I had - eventually! - decided to switch things around. 
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SATURDAY: on Friday evening personal things had cropped up again; but rather than let this upset me to the point of tears, as it probably would have done last year, I woke today with a sense of determination and strength. I am not saying this is the sole reason why, after many months of trying to go sub 21 minutes again for a parkrun, that I finally did it today, but I think having that personal self confidence rather than feelings of self doubt certainly helped. Wearing my shiny new pair of Nike Pegasus running shoes, I lined up on the Lincoln parkrun start and as soon as the 'go' signal was given, found myself running alongside a fellow female runner. We had been running near each other for a number weeks now and chatting afterwards at the finish, and in recent weeks she had begun striding ahead of me and setting some great new PBs. I slotted beside her and instantly my aim was to simply stick with her; I never looked at my watch, just trusted her pacing. As the final mile hit we shared a few words, pushing each other to keep going, which we did. Crossing into the finish funnel I was incredibly happy to read 20:50 on my watch face, with my new run buddy setting another new PB a second ahead of me (see image). I thanked her enthusiastically and extended a hand for a shake, which somehow turned into a spontaneous and joyful shared hug as we shuffled to collect our finish tokens. I loved sharing that feeling with someone else, a magic parkrun moment to add to the collection.

SUNDAY: to add more to an already quite complex week, Saturday night had involved drinking gin and dancing until the early hours with my work colleague. It was not ideal long run prep, but my colleague is also a good friend of mine, and we had this occasion arranged for a while and to be honest probably both needed a bit of an unwind. As much as I love running, I did not want my long run to become an issue. So today's long run happened a little later than normal, by which point the already strong wind had become incredibly powerful - typical! I had an easy 16 miles on my plan, so headed out with no pressure on pace and just to log the distance. The first 8 miles were really comfortable; I felt fine and knew I was running much better than my 'easy' pace. The final 8 miles however were pretty much all into an often brutal headwind (see image); it literally stopped me in my tracks at times. I kept my legs steadily moving, actually laughing sometimes when gusts would almost throw me off balance. It was a challenging finish, but it was a test I felt my body was able to handle - even when probably not at 100%! For gin fuelled, wind battered miles, my average pace was 8.11 min/mile, which whilst a very good result, is probably not something I would want to repeat frequently!
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 4

1/20/2019

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Another week where my training has ventured away from my more familiar Lincoln streets, with a work trip to Birmingham adding this week's variation. I have enjoyed the mixture of locations in the first quarter of my training - it keeps it interesting - although I will admit I was a little anxious about finding routes I felt comfortable running in the dark in an unknown city. I made it work though, and my 'Brum' runs have added to a good week.

MONDAY: looking ahead to the fact I would be away for three days this week, I wanted to bank a run on home Lincoln soil to relieve some of the pressure whilst I was away. My legs felt tired from Sunday's long run efforts, so I knew I would only manage an easier run, and I also gave my limbs some extra recovery by running in the evening and not before work - every little helps! I chose the steady 7 miles I had on my plan, winding around Lincoln streets just letting my legs tick over, finishing in time for a Body Pump class. 

TUESDAY: Rest Day - the start of my trip away, and with travelling commencing at 6.30am and the first day of the course I was attending due to finish at 7pm, I knew running was not going to be viable. 

WEDNESDAY: the feeling of fear before a run is not a nice sensation, and to be honest I am not sure what I was really scared of as I headed out for an early morning run in Birmingham - the unknown I guess. I had plotted a 2 mile loop which started from the lodge I was staying in and followed a few busier, well lit roads, before ending back at the lodge. With 7 miles on my plan I knew I would need to run this loop 3.5 times. The repeated nature of the route would add to the mental challenge, but I felt happy and safe to be able to enjoy my running, and that was the main thing. I ran alternating miles, 1 mile easy followed by 1 mile hard; however what I did not realise when I plotted my loop was the fact it included two long gradual hills, which I would of course run repeatedly - the joys! By the end my legs were tiring on the hills, especially as both seemed to fall on fast miles, but it felt good training.

THURSDAY: still in Birmingham I ran my little loop again - this time I had 6 miles on my plan, so only the 3 loops at least..! Intervals were not ideal on the hilly nature of the terrain, but I gave it my best shot, running 6 miles with 5 x 1000m reps and 200m recoveries. Pace wise I just ran the intervals with as much effort as possible, and my paces were indeed quite varied ranging from 6.55 min/mile to 8.03 min/mile; basically depending if I was on a hill or not! 
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FRIDAY: Rest Day

SATURDAY: last week I was disappointed with my run at Lincoln parkrun, however by contrast, this week I was really pleased with my performance. I started controlled, helped by a runner friend I have made who, when he is there, tries to rein me back in before I bolt optimistically away in the early stages! My pacing consistency showed with all my miles logging just under 7 min/mile pace, and when it came to the final mile I felt really strong and could push for the finish. I finished in 21:06, but felt I had more to give; maybe that sub 21 is in reach again soon. 

SUNDAY: a cold crisp morning and a chance for me to try something new on my long run. I had 14 miles on my plan; 7 of which were to be steady, with 7 harder miles to finish. I paced badly, but it actually turned out to be a very good run. For the first 7 mile I aimed for 8.30 min/mile pace, set off and felt as though I was steadily moving. I actually thought my watch as wrong when I caught the odd split tick over; I was running more like 8-8.20 min/mile pace. Despite running faster than planned, when the point came to up the pace I felt ready, and whilst before setting out I was hoping to be able to hold 8 min/mile at this point, I was now logging sub 8 min/mile splits. My final 7 miles actually were 7.46, 7.44, 7.53, 7.50, 7.38, 7.21 and 7.39 min/mile splits respectively. I have never attempted a longer run like this before, and I did have to focus quite hard to keep that pace at times towards the end, but I am pleased with how I managed the challenge and to finish with a 7.58 min/mile average overall (see image). A Lincoln week beckons next week and hopefully a little less running of loops!
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 3

1/13/2019

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Whilst the first two weeks of this block of marathon training have been quite varied, mainly due to falling across the Christmas and New Year period, this week has been much more 'back to normal'. This is not without it's own challenges though, as like most people at this time of year, I am starting 2019 with some personal goals for the year ahead. My aims for 2019 are both running and non-running related, and it is already proving that perhaps the running ones are at least a little simpler to logically work towards! 

MONDAY: a tough Body Pump class - I am not sure why this class was especially challenging compared to normal, but by the end my body was visibly shaking with muscular fatigue. 

TUESDAY: as could have been predicted, my body was sore today following my Body Pump efforts, especially my quadriceps, which were even tender to touch. Intervals would test them at least, and I had 6 miles with 3 x mile reps and 400m recoveries on the plan. My aim was to run each mile rep as hard as possible; ideally improving on last week's tempo pace, which was 7.40 min/mile. Add a gusty wind to my achy quads muscles, and I had to push hard to log rep splits of 7.25, 7.33 and 7.29 min/mile pace. I was pleased with my times though in the conditions and considering how I was physically feeling. 

WEDNESDAY: my quads felt less sore but more stiff today, and this was apparent on my 6 mile run. My first two splits were slower until it appeared my legs seemed to loosen, and I then found a better stride, averaging 8.14 min/mile overall. The effect of going to Body Pump classes may be questioned by some, but the sessions have built so much strength endurance in my body and they also trains me to run through fatigue at times, which whilst tough, is beneficial.

THURSDAY: progression runs are not my favourite and not something I especially look forward to. I had 6 miles progression on my plan, starting at 9 min/mile and finishing sub 8 min/mile. Normally I go off much too fast to begin with and end up literally sprinting the final miles to try and keep my splits on track. I wanted to be disciplined today (and avoid a sprint finish!) so tactically planned a route which began with some steadier inclines to force myself to slow down a little. It worked, and I logged progressive splits of 9.02, 8.38, 8.14, 7.59, 7.50 and 7.39 min/mile. The benefit I found from executing this run better was that the final sub 8 min/miles felt comfortable, despite being a quick pace. Body Pump class in evening.
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FRIDAY: Rest Day

​SATURDAY: after a lot of parkrun tourism over the Christmas and New Year period, today I was back at my home Lincoln event. Whilst 'on tour' I had been running some good 5k times, so I felt optimistic that I may be able to run well at Lincoln, which is a lot flatter and a fully paved course compared to some parkruns that I have been running. A combination of my optimism and the fact that there was a record breaking turn out of runners meant I went out very fast; I wanted to start strong but also try escape the crowds a little. This led to a real final mile fade and a disappointing overall finish of 21:26. It was great to catch up with lots of familiar faces though, and although edging toward nearly 600 runners on a three loop course can be a little congested at times, I cannot complain about people wanting to be active, and Lincoln parkrun is certainly a great place for people to start this journey. 


SUNDAY: a strong 13 mile run at times against an equally strong wind. Lying in bed I could hear the wind howling outside and I was not sure how much this would influence my plans of trying to run a faster long run. My aim was to stick between 8.10 and 8.20 min/mile pace, however I surpassed this, finishing with an average pace of 7.59 min/mile (see image). The wind was in my face and noticeable at times, but there were pockets of shelter, which helped. My legs also felt strong, and whilst I admit toward the end I was probably pushing a little more to hold my pace, a number of the miles felt comfortable and natural. After a disappointing 5k yesterday, 13 strong miles felt good, and when marathon training is probably more important right now!
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 2

1/6/2019

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This week saw the start of a New Year and I began 2019 the only way I would want to - running! After welcoming the 1st January and surviving the return to work/normal routine, the weekend saw me head to Liverpool to watch my recently adopted second favourite football team, Lincoln City, take on Premier League Everton in the FA Cup. Here I was able to complete more parkrun tourism and run miles with my ever supportive sister and her boyfriend. Simply put, its been a good start to the year.

MONDAY: New Year's Eve Body Pump class. After a week away from any form of strength training over Christmas, this class tested me a little - it really does not take long for this form of my fitness to start to fade. 

TUESDAY: welcoming in 2019 with a New Year's Day double parkrun seemed a great idea to me, as it appeared thought many hundreds of other people, with record turn outs recorded at parkrun events across the country. I opted to 'do the double' at Normanby Hall parkrun at 9am, followed by Scunthorpe parkrun, which started at 10.30am. I had ran Normanby once before and really enjoyed the course, which is set in a beautiful country park. My work colleague also runs here, and he always encourages me and takes interest in my running, and this spurred me on more to go back. I did not hold back at Normanby, thoughts of another 5k to follow were far from my mind, and I pushed my legs hard through the enjoyable mix of woodland and tarmac course. On a section where its possible to pass other runners I spotted my colleague and his wife and waved enthusiastically at them - 'less waving, more running!' - came my colleague's reply in his typical no nonsense attitude. This made me laugh and simultaneously made me even more determined to sprint for the approaching finish. I crossed the line as second female in 21:04 - my best time for many months. Arriving at Scunthorpe parkrun I already knew I was going to have to dig deep to ask the same of my legs again, but I wanted to give it my best shot. At the start my legs felt jaded and the course, which is two loops of a park, tested me more than it should. Although virtually flat, there are a couple of minor inclines, which felt like full on hills to my legs each time I attacked them. I finished in 21:46, a time I fought hard for to keep in sub 22 minute zone. Scunthorpe was a new parkrun for me and I would like to go back and test myself there again one day - maybe with fresher legs!

WEDNESDAY: back to work and back to the 5:30am alarm call for early morning running. 5 miles at 8:30 min/mile pace were on the plan and I made sure I stuck relatively close to this, averaging 8.22 min/mile pace, as I could feel the slight tightness in my legs from effectively racing a double parkrun the day before!

THURSDAY: I felt slightly anxious about today's tempo run; whilst at the moment the mileage demands of my plan are not too much of a jump for me, speed work is something I have not been focused on a for a few months now. I ran 5 miles with the middle 3 miles aiming for half marathon pace, logging splits of 7.46, 7.53 and 7.44 min/mile. Maybe my anxiety was slightly caused by the fact I probably optimistically thought my tempo pace should be akin to my current half marathon PB pace - on reflection this is a little too ambitious right now, and I quickly stopped myself being too harsh on myself post run when I did not quite meet this target. 
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FRIDAY: Rest Day

SATURDAY: in Liverpool and staying with my sister we headed to Croxteth Hall parkrun, another new parkrun tourism destination for me and my third parkrun of the week. A further new aspect was also the fact that this course is a 'one lap' route, something I have never completed before. I was looking forward to running here and it lived up to expectations; set at another country park type setting, the course wound through paths and woodland - I felt like I was truly exploring. I worked hard to keep my pace strong, my GPS was lost a little in the environment, so I simply ran to feel. Finishing by the hall itself, the final metres are a straight sprint along the drive to the funnel, which I loved pushing myself on. I finished in 21:05, another good time for me and as second lady, with my sister coming in third (see image). 

SUNDAY: long runs are always good with company and today I was spoilt with both my sister and her boyfriend joining me for 12 miles around Liverpool (see image) - they even planned the route for me! Chatting makes time fly by, particularly as we reminisced about my last ventures running around the city at the Liverpool Marathon in May last year - certain roads brought back distinct flashbacks! We kept the pace comfortable with my plan saying today's run should be 'easy', averaging just under 8.30 min/mile pace. Although running with my sister, who is in fact my identical twin, causes a few stares from passers by who clearly cannot get over the fact two people can look similar (this really does annoy me at times!) I love running with her and feel fortunate to be able to share something we both enjoy whenever we get the chance. ​
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Brighton Marathon Training: Week 1

12/29/2018

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The journey to Brighton Marathon has begun - and it has been a fun start (perhaps emphasised by the amount of happy photos I have taken this week!) Commencing training on Christmas week has not been an issue for me, mainly because the mileage demands are relatively low at this point, but also because visiting family across the festive season has given me some new and different running opportunities. 

MONDAY: training started on Christmas Eve with a fast-ish 4 miles, aiming for 8 min/mile pace, around my familiar Lincoln streets. I then began my typically festive and slightly cliche 'drive home for Christmas' heading back to Suffolk where my parents still live.

TUESDAY: Christmas Day and a trip to Bury St Edmunds parkrun with my sister for a special festive event. Last year I had also started the 25th December with Bury St Edmunds parkrun and had been amazed to see so many others beginning their own celebrations with a 5k - for me, it epitomised the parkrun community and the influence it has had on peoples' lives. This year was no different, with an even bigger crowd gathering at Nowton Park, where I also managed to bump into a familiar face from my home Lincoln parkrun event. I knew from last year that the course was a trail route, and I had my trail shoes on in preparation, however this year's challenge appeared to be the severe overnight frost. The ground was virtually white (a white Christmas?) and quite hard and slippy underfoot. Nevertheless I was excited to begin running, and as I stood at the start next to my sister with Santa Hats pinned to our heads, the crowd spontaneously burst into a rendition of 'Jingle Bells' before the clock struck 9am - it made me smile even more. Running was challenging at first; the gradual trail climb and the icy, uneven ground presented difficult footing, plus the cold and low winter sunshine was making my eyes water. The freshness and crispness of it all seemed fitting though, and I powered on regardless. The course is two laps, gradually climbing at the beginning and then lowering back to start the second loop. A large section of the downhill stretch is set in woodland, and the muddy ground here actually sucked more energy from my legs rather than providing relief; I was relishing the challenge though. After conquering the winter terrain I made for the finish funnel, which is set up a short, sharp final climb. I crossed the line - Santa Hat still on my head - in 22:16, which was a new course PB. Another good start to Christmas. 

WEDNESDAY: Boxing Day miles with my sister, 4 miles with 2 faster tempo miles in the middle at 7.40-7.50 min/mile pace. I enjoyed pushing myself a little whilst still chatting comfortably to my sister, it told me my base fitness is good. 

THURSDAY: after a week of faster miles so far, I kept my run steady today. Although it is only the start of training there is no point overdoing things so early on. I logged 5 miles again with my sister, at a comfortable 8.32 min/mile pace. 

FRIDAY: Rest Day

SATURDAY:  still in Suffolk, the opportunity for new parkrun tourism was one I could not turn down. I headed to Ipswich parkrun based at Chantry Park. Growing up close to Ipswich I knew Chantry Park well, having spent a few years using it at a base for football training with my team, and also being sent there with my school to run Cross Country. In my school years I was very sporty, and therefore my fitness would usually see me qualify for regional Cross Country competitions even though I did not participatory relish spending all day in a cold muddy field. Now I was back in the same cold, muddy field but this time through my own choice! ​My memory told me Chantry Park was hilly with minimal footpaths, and my trail shoes were thus out again. ​
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​During the run briefing I was furthermore warned of undulations, delivered with a wry smile from the volunteer marshal, which we all know means HILLS! As soon as we started running I loved the course, one big winding loop with undulations and hilly challenges galore. I was running hard and being tested by every step, legs burning, heart pounding. The marshals spurred me on, as did my mum who had come to watch, and who popped up around the route. I beamed a big smile at her each time, even when she was stood at the top of the toughest, longest climb, which even I debated needing to walk on! Along the finishing stretch I pushed myself for the final time battling against a gusty wind. As I reached the finish funnel I was spent but very happy with a 22:01 time and to finish as 3rd lady. I did not remember school Cross Country being that hard, but I loved this parkrun so much more. 

​SUNDAY: my final run back in Suffolk, and a longer 8 mile loop around my childhood hometown of Stowmarket. The town was again a lot more undulating than I remembered when growing up, but I ran well, too well really, finishing with an 8.08 min/mile average pace. I always begin marathon training long runs a bit too quickly, and I know when the miles build my pace will settle a little. With talk of building miles, I am excited for the challenges ahead during this training, and want to remain enjoying my running as well as striving for new goals. 
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Bring On Brighton

11/5/2018

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‘I really want to do the Brighton Marathon one day’ – since my love of running 26.2 miles has developed the Brighton Marathon has always been on the ‘to do’ list. My main reason is simply because I love Brighton as a destination. In 2014 I celebrated my birthday in the city with my sister and friends, taking part in the 5k Colour Run along the seafront (see image), as well as enjoying the extravagance of the Brighton nightlife. The following year I won a competition which saw my friend and I gain places in the Brighton 10k (see image), an event held on the marathon weekend itself. This was a slightly different trip, but again one I loved, especially the atmosphere around the marathon and sitting on the beach cheering the runners across the line. I think the marathon would always be my next natural progression with my Brighton affinity.

After not getting a place in the London Marathon, which I will not pretend, would have been my first choice for a Spring marathon in 2019, I was left to consider my options. Brighton and Edinburgh were the two events I toyed with, however right now I am impatient and also hungry to get training, so knew I would not be able to wait until May for my first 26.2 mile event. Falling in April, Brighton then become the clear favourite, and as soon as I made that choice in my mind, I instantly felt excited. I knew it was the right decision.

My goal for Brighton will be to try and PB – which will mean building on my recent Sydney Marathon performance and running a sub 3:40 time. My ultimate quest of running a Boston Marathon qualifying time has now increased in difficulty with the race organisers deciding to make qualifying times even quicker. I now need a sub 3:30 time to stand a chance of running Boston, and with competition for places high, I would say the nearer to 3:25 I can get, the better. Can I run this time in Brighton – probably not; but I feel like I both want and need to keep getting closer and consequently progressing as a runner. Can I actually run a 3:25 marathon ever? I do not know for sure, but I guess I must have some self belief, else my commitment to the goal would not feel as strong. For now, a PB in Brighton is the target. 
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So Brighton beckons as the next marathon challenge. I have virtually convinced my sister and her boyfriend to run the 10k too, so I will have my Liverpool Marathon support team from this year back by my side. This makes me happy as I will be able to share the experience with others, and it feels especially nice to have my sister coming back to Brighton with me. My sister has already comically pointed out that we cannot have a Saturday night like the last time we were in Brighton together for our birthday, when things got a little bit crazy..! I can safely say we shall be saving all alcoholic beverages for once running is complete, and a fruit cider on Brighton beach is already part of my post marathon plan. Now just the training plan to complete...
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