Marathon Training Log: Weeks 3-4

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Marathon training is on a (hopefully) brief hiatus at the moment while I sort out a couple of issues that have arisen starting last week.  One I can’t explain, but another is a major problem.  There have been a series of incidents (including a bad scare to someone close to me) with creepers targeting female runners in my neighborhood and the neighborhood just next door, including right on some routes I run regularly.  As a result I’m not comfortable running in my neighborhood right now and I’m trying to figure out a solution, which might involve driving to another neighborhood to run (cumbersome) or else getting a very short-term gym membership.  I can’t let the not-running go on much longer if I’m going to be ready for this marathon, so I’ve got to figure it out.  Anyway, here are weeks three and four.

June 29: Rest.  Recovering from the Fifty Yard Finish Half Marathon.

June 30: Rest.  More recovery.

July 1: Rest.  I like to give myself plenty of time to get back to 100% after running a half, but tomorrow I’ll be ready to go again.

July 2: 3 mile run.  First run back after the half, feeling pretty good.

July 3: 3 mile run.  Picked up a bruised toe during the half and while it doesn’t hurt, it looks disgusting.

July 4: Rest.  Lots of time in the car driving to a wedding.  Yay for the happy couple, boo for all of the driving.

July 5: Rest.  We have a big adventure planned for tomorrow, so we just relax and enjoy a day at the lake today.

July 6: 6.2 mile hike up a mountain!  We climb our first two Adirondack high peaks, Cascade and Porter, which is a major workout but the views are worth every bead of sweat.

July 7-11: NO RUNNING.  Between the creeper and not having a good shoe option right now (I tried to return my too-small shoes, but they didn’t have my size in stock.  I’m still waiting) I have not found a way to run.  I’m trying to figure these issues out because if I’m going to run a marathon in October, I have to train!  I know they say that you can’t be afraid of the weirdos because that’s letting them win, but, well, it’s another story when you know there’s a creep out there targeting women on the routes you run, at the times you run.  I’m just not going to put myself in that situation.  But I have to find another way.

July 12: Stroller Strides!  Between the instructor being away at a conference, and then my half, and then traveling over the fourth of July weekend, I hadn’t been to class in three weeks.  It felt so good to get back and get in a good strength workout with my favorite Buffalo moms.

So that’s that.  Week 3 went pretty much as I had planned for after a half marathon, but the wheels totally came off in week 4.  I’m working on putting them back on – here’s hoping I will be back out on the roads soon.

ADK 46: Cascade and Porter

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Get ready for a photo-heavy post!  Last weekend, hubby and I achieved a long-cherished dream of ours: climbing our first two Adirondack high peaks.  And we started on another long-cherished dream (and one that will take much longer to realize): becoming Adirondack 46ers.

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The Adirondack Mountains were our backyard when we were growing up in northeastern New York State.  I lived about two hours south of the mountains, but my family made it to our lake house in the foothills almost every weekend during the spring, summer and fall, and we spent many happy winter days skiing Gore and Whiteface Mountains up north.  Hubby lived in the Adirondack region itself and has fond memories of the area, too.  For years I’d harbored a secret ambition to be a “46er” – a.k.a. one of the elite club of hikers who has summited all 46 of the Adirondack high peaks – and when we decided to move back to New York State – even though we were headed for Buffalo, not Albany or Saratoga – we made a commitment to try to achieve that goal.

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For our first two mountains, we chose Cascade and Porter.  At number 36 and 38 on the elevation list, and billed as the two most “accessible,” “approachable,” and “family friendly” mountains, we decided they were the place to start our Adirondack climbing journey – especially since we were toting a little hiker with us.  Peanut was joining us on the first of our high peaks adventures.  We realized that we would not be able to take her up every mountain with us (some are simply too technically challenging to permit carrying a toddler up with any degree of psychological comfort) but we wanted her to come along at least for this excursion.

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We arrived at the Cascade trailhead around 9:30 a.m. – later than we’d hoped for – and signed into the trail register by 10:00 – much later than we’d hoped for.  Things were starting off rocky and got even rockier, if you’ll pardon the pun, when we realized that the trail was basically three miles of boulders straight up.  I was able to negotiate the trail without much trouble – short as I am – and I breezed right up.  Hubby, however, was struggling almost from the beginning.  Turns out, carrying thirty pounds (6 pounds of backpack and 24 pounds of child) is tough enough, but when your load is wiggling, kicking you, falling asleep with her head hanging out of the pack, telling you stories about baby sea lions, and basically just being the dearest and most precious thing to your heart, you really care about not falling down… even as your balance is impaired by the wiggling and kicking and napping in impossible positions.

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(^Snapped after I’d pushed her head back into the middle of the pack, and approximately 0.3 minutes before it flopped out again.)

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We took our time up the steep, rocky trail (the picture above was about as mild as it got), stopping for breaks as needed and letting the faster groups go by us.  After about 1.8 miles – which took far longer than it would have had it been an adults-only hike – we came upon the false summit of Cascade and our first views of the day.

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Even I was a little wobbly-kneed scrambling up over the bald ledge, but the views were well worth every anxious moment.  Just past the false summit we came upon the trail junction between Cascade and Porter.

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Our first Adirondack summit was only 0.3 miles away!  We steeled ourselves for a push to the summit.

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The summit of Cascade is bald, thanks to a massive fire in 1903 which not only destroyed the vegetation, but burned away the soil as well.  Some delicate Alpine botany has taken hold up there again, and it’s beautiful but fragile – so hikers are well warned to walk only on bare rock and never ever ever step on the grass, the flowers, or even the dirt.

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We scrambled up the bare rock face and reached our first Adirondack high peak summit.

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Success!

The views were astonishing.  I knew that they would be – of course – but actually standing on top of one of the Adirondack high peaks and looking out over the park was beyond anything I could have imagined.  I truly felt on top of the world.

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(Hello there, Mount Marcy.  I’m coming for you.)

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We chatted briefly with the summit steward – a volunteer park ranger of sorts, whose job is to stand on top of the mountain, welcome hikers, take family photos (he gets the credit for the shot above), answer questions, and remind you not to walk on the grass.  He pointed out the peaks in the distance for us and then directed us to a ledge where we could sit out of the wind, have a snack and enjoy the view before heading on to our next stop.

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We took our time, drank in the views and then started down the mountain.

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We reached the trail junction in no time, descended into a col, and began the brief climb back up Porter – Cascade’s nearest neighbor and our second high peak.

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Porter is not nearly as busy as Cascade, even though it’s right next door.  There was no summit steward, no crowds – we had the place to ourselves, a major difference from the crowds swarming over Cascade – and not even a benchmark.  I confirmed that we had summited when I spotted signs for the trail leading to Marcy Airfield and the Garden.

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Porter is a wooded summit, unlike Cascade’s bald top, but it still affords 360 degree views.  It was a bit less spectacular than Cascade, but well worth the extra 1.4 miles round trip to add it to our day.

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We even got a view back to Cascade and spent some time marveling at the fact that we were just there and now we’re here.

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Exhausted, but happy, family on top of Porter, with two Adirondack high peaks under our belt!

Cascade Mountain: Elevation 4,098 feet / 36 of 46 ADK high peaks

Porter Mountain: Elevation 4,059 feet / 38 of 46 ADK high peaks

Fun Facts About The Adirondacks, Cascade and Porter

  • The Adirondacks are the only mountains in the eastern United States that are not geologically Appalachian.  They are the southernmost section of the Canadian Shield, a geologically distinct area.
  • The Adirondack Park is the only forest and wildlife area to have Constitutional protection.  Other parklands and wildlife refuges are protected by statute, but the Adirondacks’ protection is built into the New York State Constitution.
  • Porter Mountain is named for Noah Porter, a Yale professor who was the first person to summit.
  • There are traditionally 46 high peaks – peaks over 4,000 feet in elevation – in the Adirondack region.  (Mount Marcy is the highest, at 5,343 feet, and is also the highest point in New York State.)  In fact, there is at least one mountain (McNaughton) that does have a summit over 4,000 feet but didn’t make the cut, and some of the traditional ADK high peaks are actually slightly under 4,000 feet elevation, because of mis-measuring about 100 years ago.  ADK 46ers tend to be a tradition-loving bunch, though, so they’ve kept the list as-is.
  • Cascade is named for a series of waterfalls on the mountain, and is close to the bobsledding venue from the 1980 Winter Olympics in Lake Placid.

(Facts came from our guidebook, from lakeplacid.com, and from the summit steward on Cascade.)

Lessons Learned

  • We did not carry enough water.  Hubby ended up drinking almost our entire supply, leaving me pretty uncomfortably thirsty, especially on the trip down.  I didn’t begrudge him the water – he had our daughter on his back, after all – but I did need some of it.  In the future, I’ll make sure that I have at least one bottle for myself.
  • We did not get nearly as early a start as we needed to, especially given our slow pace climbing with a kid.  For future peaks we will need to get earlier starts – especially when we start getting into the “big” ones (ha, they’re all big) like Marcy, Algonquin, and Gothics.
  • On that note… while it was fun having Peanut along, she is not invited on any more ADK high peak adventures until she can climb under her own steam.  Cascade and Porter were billed as family-friendly… but I really didn’t think they were.  There was too much scrambling, too much technical climbing, to make a climb with Peanut “a walk in the park.”  I saw plenty of families with kids ages 5 and older handling the mountain with no trouble, and there were a few other families struggling along with younger ones in backpacks, but… it wasn’t for us.  I did not believe Cascade was nearly as “easy” as our guidebook claimed, and if that was the “approachable” peak… my goodness.  This journey will be adults-only for quite some time.

Two high peaks down, forty-four to go!  We’re already planning our next trip up one of the peaks (we’re thinking Giant Mountain next, but it won’t be until the fall so we’re still exploring options).  Have you ever climbed one of the Adirondack high peaks?  Or a mountain closer to home?

A Day By The Lake

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For months I’ve been looking forward to a nice (warm!) summer day at my parents’ lake house.  We live five hours away, so we couldn’t just hop over there anytime like my family did when I was growing up – so now it’s a special treat to spend a day or two there in a summer.  When we received an invitation to a wedding on the fourth of July, in central Massachusetts, I knew that it was a perfect chance to build a day at the lake into the trip.  We arrived in Albany on July 3rd and left Peanut with my parents while we drove to the wedding in the afternoon on the fourth.  We left early in the morning on the fifth and headed straight to the lake, where Peanut and my parents were having lunch when we got there.  I was so glad to be there, I immediately ran down to the waterfront and snapped a picture of one of my favorite views (above).

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I was also glad to see my little girl.  I missed her!  She was having so much fun playing in the grass on the terrace.  It was amazing to see her discovering a place where I’ve been coming since before I can remember.

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She was, however, sorely in need of a nap, so we put her down and then hung out in Adirondack chairs on the terrace, chatting about the wedding and watching my dad windsurf.  (That’s him above.)  After awhile, I went down to sit on the dock and drink in the views.

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It was just  a leeeeeeetle bit breezy.

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When Peanut woke up, she got some quality time in playing with Nana and Grandad and some of my extended family members (they have a place right next door, and we all mill about on our adjoining waterfront).  Then we got some more visitors!

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Nana has been feeding these ducklings all spring, in hopes that they would make her a regular stop on their daily tours – so that when Peanut arrived they would come over for a visit.  We rushed to the waterfront with stale bread for them.

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Peanut didn’t quite get the concept.  Whenever my mom handed her a piece of bread, she batted it away and it would land somewhere else on the dock.  But she loved watching the ducks snap up the pieces of bread that the rest of us were throwing.

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The wind had been blowing hard all day and – instead of calming like it usually does – was actually picking up as the afternoon wore on to evening.  So we decided to eat dinner indoors.  My dad grilled chicken and made sandwiches on ciabatta rolls, with rosemary aoli – yum.  Peanut was too excited to eat and spent the dinner hour carrying these two lanterns around the living room in some sort of adorable toddler reenactment of Paul Revere’s ride.  We headed back to our beds for the night after dinner, because we had an early alarm and a big adventure planned for the next day – so check back here on Friday for that.

How did you spend your Fourth of July weekends?

Marathon Training Log: Weeks 1-2

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Well, as I said a couple of weeks ago, the time for sitting around has passed and it’s time to get serious about marathon training.  I’m roughly following Hal Higdon’s novice marathon training plan, with a couple of tweaks (mainly just moving runs around to days that make more sense for my schedule).  These first two weeks, though, look a little different because I am starting this training cycle about two weeks away from my third half marathon.  That’s why there are double digit runs so early in the cycle – now that the Fifty Yard Finish Half Marathon is behind me, I’m jumping back into Hal’s marathon training schedule as it was written, and the runs will be shorter for awhile before they start building back up.  Here’s what my first two weeks of marathon training (and last two weeks of half training) have looked like:

June 15: 9 mile run.  This was a hot one.  I started the run at 1:00ish in the afternoon and there was not a cloud in the sky.  I learned a lesson from a disastrous 8 miler last week and brought water with me, but still, I was baking.  I think the lesson to take from this one is that naptime long runs worked great over the winter but for a summer training cycle, I’m going to need to get these done earlier in the day.  Not looking forward to those early wakeups.  Still, I’m nine miles stronger than I was.

June 16: Rest.  And much needed.

June 17: 3 mile run.  This was a tough one.  I didn’t sleep well the night before (was up brooding half the night) and didn’t really want to get up and run.  But I told myself not to cheat Hal on mileage so early in training and dragged myself out the door.  It turned out one of those runs that was a struggle from the very first step, but I stuck with it and got it done.  Hope tomorrow’s is better.

June 18: 3 mile run.  What a difference a good night’s sleep and a new pair of running shoes make!  I was thoroughly done with my old dead shoes, so I stopped by Fleet Feet on the way home from work yesterday and got a new pair – Brooks Adrenaline again, but the 2014 model.  My legs and back felt so much better on this run and I was even breathing easier.  Now if we could just get rid of this humidity, everything would be perfect.

June 19: 3 mile run.  Nothing particularly remarkable about this run.  Just another early wakeup and another three miles closer to marathon day.

June 20: Rest.  Long day at work, so it was a good day for a rest day.

June 21: Cross-training.  Stroller Strides was cancelled (the instructor was away at a conference learning new ways to  torture  inspire us) and I should have done something more strenuous, but I wasn’t particularly motivated, so I made do with a family walk and some light yoga.

June 22: 10 mile run.  I applied the lessons I’ve learned (re-learned?) over the past few weeks – ran early, brought water, took in fuel – and the result was this was about as good as a long run gets.  I was still breathing easy up to the last step, my legs felt great, and I had energy to burn even still at the end.  (We went out for another family walk to the juice bar after and I felt just fine.)  If there was ever a confidence-building run one week before a half marathon, this was it.

June 23: Rest.  Just a light family stroll and some bunny-spotting before dinner.

June 24: 3 mile run.  Banged out a few humid laps around the pond near my house, and felt like I was back to running in Old Dominion.  Most notable thing about this run was all the wildlife I saw: two families of geese, Mr. and Mrs. Mallard, a bunny, and my friend the great blue heron (three times!).  Oh, and a beautiful red-winged blackbird (I looked him up online at home after the run) who made me wish I was a birder like Amal and Susan.

June 25: 3 mile run.  Three drizzly miles done, and there are no more runs between me and the starting line of my THIRD half marathon!

June 26: Rest.  Time to recharge my legs and obsess over Saturday’s weather forecast.

June 27: Rest.  And race prep!  Packet pick-up, laying out my race-day clothes, tracking down safety pins, and hydrating, hydrating, hydrating.

June 28: Fifty Yard Finish Half Marathon.  And a shiny new PR to show for my efforts!

I’d say that was a successful first two weeks of marathon training.  Now it’s all about getting into the plan.  I have no races until mid-August (and then it’ll be a race every few weeks until marathon day) so it’s time to buckle down and log some miles.

The Summer List

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(That was last summer, in Alexandria.  Sigh!)

It’s fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinally summer!  Took long enough to get here, and even longer to actually feel like summer.  Okay, we still have some chilly days, but I’m done waiting and ready to get my summer started.  Since we had to slog through such a hard winter, I have a lot of dreams and plans and fun to fit in during these warmer months, before the cold fronts return.  Here’s what I’m thinking for the season:

What do you have on your summer agenda?

Tifft Nature Preserve: Spring 2014

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Continuing our quest to explore and photograph Tifft Nature Preserve in every season, we went back for our spring hike a couple of weeks ago.  Given that it was already June, we were a little bit worried that we had missed the boat on the spring hike – but that worry turned out unfounded.  Between the gallons of mud and the pollen snowing down, it was definitely spring.

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Last time we visited Tifft, Peanut was still in the Baby Bjorn.  What a difference a couple of months makes!

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Peanut was considerably more interested in this pond now that it was no longer frozen over.  (And yes, ponds are still her favorite ecosystem.)

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We started on the main path with the goal of finding our way back to the boardwalk, but that plan went awry somewhere along the line as the paths became more and more overgrown…

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And finally turned into full-on bog.

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It’s a bit difficult to see in the picture, but there was absolutely nothing solid about this ground.  I picked my way over the logs (years of ballet lessons finally paying off right there) and Peanut cackled at the hilarity of seeing Mommy wobble her way through a muddy bog.  After getting ourselves thoroughly dirty, we realized we’d made a wrong turn somewhere, the path was at a dead end, and the boardwalk was nowhere to be seen.  So we picked our way back through the mud, and Peanut acted like she was watching a live Comedy Central show.

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Found it, finally!  These are some relieved faces:

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Well, Mommy and Daddy are relieved.  Peanut is disappointed that we’re not all still playing in the mud.

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The boardwalk is my favorite part of Tifft.  Not only are there always plenty of animals to spot – this time we saw geese, turtles, and (my favorite!) great blue herons – but it reminds me of a few hikes near our home in Virginia that involved boardwalks through the wetlands.

By the way, if anyone is wondering how Peanut feels about the Deuter child carrier, she spent most of the walk making this face:

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And these faces, too:

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So I think it’s safe to say she’s a big fan.  She didn’t spend much time checking out the scenery, though.  Throughout most of the hike, she really only had eyes for me.

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Hi Mom.  Whatcha doing?

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Anyone else enjoying spring hikes lately?

In Which It’s Time To Get Serious About Marathon Training

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Welp.  It’s time.  Marathon day is looming in just four short months, and there can be no more procrastinating: I’ve got to put sole to asphalt in a serious way.  I’m thinking I’ll share a bit about marathon training every couple of weeks, not because I need the accountability – believe me, I’ll be going through these workouts; the last thing I want is to be undertrained at the start line – but just because I think it’ll be fun.  And after all, this is a blog about the things that I’m doing, and now… gulp… I’m marathon training.  (Of course, don’t consider this or any other training or running post to be expert advice.  Hello, marathon virgin over here!  Consult your doctor and make the decisions that are right for you, not me.)

Picking a Plan

I guess that once you’ve gone through enough marathons you sort of know what to do and you don’t feel like you need to strictly follow a training plan.  I’m at that point with 5Ks – I just bang ’em out.  Even for my last half, I pretty much made it up as I went along – but I had already run a ten-miler and a half, so I knew the basics of what I needed to do to get through 13.1 miles.  But 26.2?  Yeah, we’ll be consulting an expert on that one.

I was torn between two training plans.  There was Hal Higdon, who I know and trust.  I used Hal’s novice half marathon plan to train for both the Cherry Blossom 10 Miler and the Virginia Wine Country Half Marathon and made it across both finish lines with a smile on my face – success!  My first thought was, Hal is the guy to get me through 26.2 miles.  Then I picked up Dimity McDowell and Sarah Bowen Shea’s Train Like a Mother, which includes training plans for every distance from the 5K to the marathon.  For awhile I flirted with the idea of using their “Marathon – Finish It” plan, but ultimately decided that it was too involved for me at this point.  I was looking for something reeeeeeeally beginner-friendly.  Hal it was: Marathon Novice 1.

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Tailoring the Plan

One thing about training plans is this: they’re never exactly what you need.  Even a really good one, like Hal’s, won’t be quite right for you personally.  They’re written to appeal to the widest variety of a certain subset of runners.  For me, there were a few things that jumped out as necessary changes:

  • Hal suggests running a half marathon in week 8 (which makes sense… it’s halfway through the program, so you should be able to run half the distance, right?).  I do plan to run 13.1 in week eight, but I also have one to do in week two; my final two weeks of half marathon training are going to overlap with the first two weeks of marathon training.  I’m fine with that, since I’ll be conditioned for the extra mileage, and once I have that half out of the way I’m planning to sync up with Hal’s suggested mileage.
  • Hal’s mileage doesn’t always coincide with my race schedule.  There are some weekends that he calls for a sixteen-mile run, for example, and I have a 10K on the calendar.  On those weekends, I plan to run the race and make up any extra mileage before or after.  (Ideally before, so that I can really be done for the day when I cross the finish line.  That’s a nice thing about training in Buffalo: you don’t have to start a race at the crack of dawn to avoid the heat, the way you do in Virginia, so I will actually have time to get some of those miles in before the gun goes off.)
  • Hal suggests running long on Saturday and cross-training on Sunday.  Monday’s a rest day.  On my training calendar, I’ve flipped those days – just a personal preference for me.  I’m more sore after a long run than after cross-training, so I like to run long on Sunday and then recover at my desk all day on Monday.  And I have been going to Stroller Strides classes on Sunday, which makes for perfect cross-training – Hal doesn’t include any strength workouts on this particular plan, and I want to make sure I keep up with those.  So I’m planning to cross-train with Stroller Strides on Saturdays, run long on Sunday, and stick with Hal’s schedule for midweek.
  • Hal doesn’t include any speedwork, which I understand.  It’s a very basic program, designed to get nervous novices across their first marathon finish line injury-free.  In fact, speedwork is one thing that often scares me away from a training plan; I have a hard time deciphering the instructions and I usually decide it’s too complicated and pile on the junk miles instead.  But I’d like to do a little bit of low pressure speedwork, since I think that helped me in the Turkey Trot.  So I’m tentatively planning to do some very simple intervals on Thursday (sticking with Hal’s mileage).

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Nutrition

I’ve heard it said that triathlon is actually four disciplines, not three: swimming, biking, running and nutrition.  Well, this is a marathon, not a triathlon, but I still want to eat for the best possible performance.  What I’ve found works best for me is to eat “close to nature” – by which I mean eating foods as close to their natural state as possible, and when foods are processed, I either do the processing myself or I can read and understand the ingredient lists.  (I think that’s generally a good eating philosophy, probably, for anyone.)  Periodically I like to hit my “nutritional reset button” with a Whole30, and I think July will probably be a good time for that – any later and we’re getting into longer and longer runs, and I’m going to want to have a less restricted pantry to fuel those.  The rest of the time, I’m simply going to focus on making the best possible choices, picking fruits and vegetables over other foods whenever possible, and having a well-stocked healthy fridge at my fingertips.

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Motivation

At the end of the day, I’m doing this for fun.  I want to do well, but let’s face it – marathon training takes a lot of time and effort, and I wouldn’t devote the energy if I wasn’t excited about the endeavor.  My goal for the race is to finish (within the cutoff time of 5.5 hours) with a smile on my face – that’s it!  I’ll be happy as long as I can say I did my best and I finished.  I’ve had some not-great racing experiences and I’ve had some that were just a blast.  I’m pumped and ready to go!

Have you ever trained for a marathon?  Did you use a plan or did you wing it?

Skyride 2014

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The Skyway is the popular name for the segment of New York State Route 5 which passes over the Buffalo River, connecting downtown Buffalo with the Southtowns (what Buffalonians call their southern suburbs).  The road has a certain utility, since it provides the most convenient route for thousands of people to get to their jobs each day.  In general, though, it’s reviled here as a massive eyesore, a barrier to the kind of development Buffalo wants, and possibly “structurally deficient” (the government’s words, not mine).  There’s a large camp advocating for the city or the state or whomever is responsible for such things to just tear it down, and that may happen if they can’t find a way to repurpose it into something the city really needs.  (There are other routes in from the Southtowns, so it’s not like ripping the thing out would deprive people of their ability to get to work.)  I heard an idea floated that it should be turned into something akin to New York City’s High Line, which I love, but hubby pointed out that it’s too windy up on the Skyway for walkers.  So I’m back in the tear-it-down camp… except for on this past Saturday, because I discovered one great use for the Skyway: riding my bike over it.

Go Bike Buffalo organized a new bike event this year: the Skyride, starting with an epic climb and hair-raising descent and continuing through 29 miles of Buffalo streets.  I had such a blast at the Five Boro Bike Tour that I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to do another bike event, especially when it was right in my backyard (seriously, I rode my bike to the starting line) and posed such a cool challenge.  After all, how many people can say that they rode their bikes over this monster?

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Before Saturday, probably hardly anyone could have said as much.  But now, about 700 of us claim the honor!

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The ride was scheduled to start at 10:00 a.m.  I headed down to the start line a little after 8:00 to make sure I had plenty of time to sign in and hydrate.  To be honest, I wasn’t really feelin’ it – I’m sick, thanks to Peanut who picked something up on the playground and shared it with me.  I took my temperature on Saturday morning and was running a 100.1 degree fever, which is very high for me – I normally run cool and so to run a temperature at all means I’m pretty sick, and I don’t remember the last time I was over 100 degrees.  Hubby and I also had a 2:30 appointment to see more houses with our realtor and I was a little worried that I’d make it back on time.  I knew that riding 29 miles in the blazing sun, with a fever, was probably not the smartest thing I’ve ever done, but I really wanted to do this event.  So I promised myself that if I felt too sick to keep going after the first half, I’d peel off to the finish line early (quite a few people took this option), and if I decided to keep going but either ran out of time or felt sick during the second half, I’d head home early (since part of the ride swung by a point less than half a mile from my house).  I decided to just play it by ear and see how it went.

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A little after 10:15, we were off!  The first part of the ride circled a few Buffalo city streets before making for the Skyway, which had been closed for the morning, just for us.

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(Accidental snap.)

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Annnnnnnd there’s the ramp… up we go!

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It was a gorgeous day for riding, and the views over the Skyway were breathtaking.  My snapped-while-pedaling iPhone photos do not do it justice.

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Honestly, I found the Skyway to be one of the easiest parts of the ride.  I thought the climb would be deadly, but it was fine – probably because we did it on fresh legs and got it out of the way!  I was enjoying the view and having a fabulous time.

Just as I reached the crest of the Skyway, I heard a cracking sound like a gunshot and then the two words no cyclist wants to hear – “Flat tire!”  I looked over to my left and a rider was hopping down to perform triage on his bike.  Poor guy.  I felt badly for him, but we had a do-not-stop order and I was just about to begin the descent (and I stink at changing tires anyway), so I shot him a sympathetic look and put my phone away for the descent (I’d promised hubby I’d try not to go over the side).

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When we reached the bottom of the Skyway, a guy riding near me shouted “Let’s go back up and do that again!”  I couldn’t have agreed more – what a ride.

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Sadly, we only got to go over the Skyway once, and now we were on our way toward Tifft Nature Preserve and the Outer Harbor area.

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The ride continued through the South Buffalo streets and into the Botanical Gardens, where I waved hello to the beautiful building that houses Peanut’s best friends in the koi pond.  From there, we swung through more South Buffalo neighborhoods and then rolled back into the downtown area.  As we approached, a volunteer was directing riders who wanted to finish only the first half of the ride back toward the finish line, and motioning those who wanted to ride the full 29 miles onward.  I was feeling decent (relatively speaking) and saw on my watch that it was only 11:30 a.m. – I’d done the first fifteen miles in just a little over an hour and had plenty of time before we had to meet our realtor.  So I decided I’d continue on the route.  Go big or go home, right?

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We rode up Delaware Avenue and all I could think, the entire time, was “We’re going the wrong way!”  The Turkey Trot runs down Delaware Avenue and it’s a lovely downhill.  Riding my bike up the hill for several miles was considerably less relaxing.  I distracted myself by staring at the gorgeous architecture and looking for the course markings to make sure I was still on the right track.  At this point the crowd had thinned out and there were times when it was just me and Blue.  But we always found other cyclists.  After Delaware – which felt much tougher than the Skyway – we rolled into the Japanese Gardens and Delaware Park.

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Delaware Park was my decision point.  It was the last spot where I could peel off and head home if I wanted to.  After a quick glance at my watch, I saw that I still had plenty of time to finish the ride and get home in time to clean up before our afternoon appointment, and the ride was heading for the Scajaquada Creek Trail – one of those mystical bike paths that I’ve heard about but for which I’ve never been able to find an entry point.  Turns out I’ve run and biked past the trail head countless times and never realized it.  Fail.  Anyway, I wanted to see the trail so I kept pedaling.

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The views were beautiful!  Especially when the trail popped out next to the river.

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The water was a beautiful blue and I enjoyed the views of the Peace Bridge and Canada in the distance.  As we got closer to downtown there were families enjoying the trail and old men fishing (and quite a few of them had something on their lines as I rode by).  I waved to the kids and soaked up the sun.  The trail ended near the downtown area and I continued on my way, rolling into the finish line just after 12:30.

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Because I rode so quickly, the party hadn’t really gotten started yet.  I rehydrated, refueled, and chatted with a few other early-finishing cyclists before heading home.  I wish I could have stayed to enjoy the finish line party, but I had to get home and get ready for our house-hunting expedition (yep, that’s still going on, and getting progressively more stressful with each day that we come closer to our lease expiring).

Fever notwithstanding, I loved the Skyride!  I’ll definitely do this ride again next year (hopefully, sans illness).  The ride was well-organized, the volunteers were helpful and friendly, and the course was beautiful.  I was thrilled to have the opportunity to participate in such a cool event right in my own backyard – and especially for the great cause of making Buffalo more bike-friendly.  Riding the Skyway was the perfect way to spend a beautiful Saturday morning – and definitely a cool, unique experience!

Anyone else enjoying the outdoors this weekend?

Morning Wanderings at Knox Farm

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Now that the weather is finally improving (welcome, spring!) we’re on the hunt for some new hikes within an easy driving distance of our house.  A partner at work told me about Knox Farm and I knew right away that we had to check it out.  The farm was once the country estate of the wealthy Knox family (the original owners of the Buffalo Sabres, and they’re still revered to this day for bringing the NHL to the area) and now it’s a state park, with over 600 acres to explore and plenty of trails.  We knew that it would be a perfect family-friendly morning activity: removed enough from the hustle and bustle of the city to let hubby and me feel like we were really escaping, but close enough to get a good morning’s walk in without treading on Peanut’s naptime.

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The farm is situated among rolling green fields.  I loved this tangle of fences.  We spent a few minutes taking in the panorama and deciding where to walk.

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Peanut was having a blast up there in her chariot!  She loves her good doggie-spotting vantage point.  She kept up a running commentary:
“Doggie!  Doggie!  Hi, doggie!  Hi!  Woof!  Woof!”  I lost count of how many dogs we saw – there were a lot of dogs out with their moms and dads, enjoying the sunshine.

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Do you see what I see?  A pretty country lane, with actual leaves on the trees!  Words cannot express how happy I am to see all this green after the winter we had.  (Our Stroller Strides class moved into the park on Saturday, and I don’t think I stopped smiling throughout the entire workout, for the same reason.  I am just! so! happy! to be outside and to see views like this.)

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We explored the paved trails for a little while – and I thought about what a nice area this would be for marathon training runs – and then figured out how to get off the beaten (asphalt) path and into the woods.  We headed across a green field, making for a large grove where we thought we might find some classic beaten-dirt hiking trails.  We were very happy with what we found – a network of beautifully maintained wooded trails.  Peanut was especially excited, because she got to hop down from her chariot and walk for awhile too.

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Peanut was a hoot on the trail.  She immediately found a stick and did some raking in the dirt, and – being a typical curious toddler – she made several attempts to escape and get (literally) into the weeds.  I gave a few mom-style lectures about how we always stay on the trail and we never ever EVER touch a plant unless we know what it is.  After I’d finished my spiel, she looked up at me, pointed, and said “Green grass!”  As if to say, “I know that one, Mom, so can I touch it?”  Tricksy hobbitses.  I amended my lecture and lamely added, “And we also don’t touch plants even if we know what they are.”

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I wanted to take a picture of our whole family with feet on the trail.  Peanut thought this was her opportunity to climb up on top of one of my feet.  I snapped the picture anyway, and I love it because it so perfectly captures what our family outings are like right now: hubby’s well-worn hiking boots, my running shoes (my hiking boots never turned up after our move, and I needed new ones anyway… and I know I shouldn’t hike in my running shoes, but my old sneakers also disappeared into the void with my boots), and two little pink Saucony sneakers standing on top of a parental shoe.

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Here’s a cool discovery: we found a Little Free Library in the woods!  (I don’t think it’s an official one, because I checked the map later and didn’t find it, but the idea was the same.)  We didn’t look at any of the books, but when we returned the same way, there was a dad and two little kids who’d grabbed a few titles and were reading aloud at the nearby picnic table.  Peanut was completely enthralled with this and now probably expects book-reading opportunities on all of her hikes.

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I’ve been on many a hike, and I’ve taken in many a spectacular view.  But the view above is my favorite of all time.  I’ve been waiting a long time for that one.

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How was your weekend?  Did you get outdoors and enjoy some spring sunshine too?

TD Five Boro Bike Tour 2014

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The Five Boro Bike Tour is a massive bike event (it’s not a race, and there are no timing chips, but it’s as well organized as any big running race) – forty miles of traffic-free roads through all five boroughs of New York City.  My dad and brother rode in the event last year, and this year, my brother’s girlfriend and I got to join them!

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We left Buffalo around mid-day on Friday, stopped overnight in Albany, and then headed down on Saturday for Bike Expo NY and packet pickup.  The rest of our crew left early on Saturday morning and had an easier time at packet pickup as a result, but hubby and I hung back with Peanut until noon (a good time for her to start her nap) in the hopes that she’d get her sleeping done in the car.  She did, but I paid for the decision later, because the expo was a mob scene.

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I waited in lines starting a few blocks away to even get into the expo.  Once I finally made it inside, we were herded toward packet pickup, which fortunately was running like a well-oiled machine.

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After I got my packet, I headed over to the tour merchandise and bought two t-shirts, then made a quick loop around the expo and headed out to find hubby and Peanut.  We reunited outside the expo, went back to the hotel, and carbed up with an Italian dinner.

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We were in the silver wave on Sunday morning, which meant that our start time was 9:15 a.m. – right in the middle of the chaos.  (Last year, my dad and brother had a 7:15 a.m. start and they definitely preferred the earlier start.  Maybe we’ll luck out and get an earlier time next year…)  Anyway, we took two cars into the city from our Jersey City hotel.  Hubby and Peanut and I found parking right by the start line and then began the long process of looking for the rest of the crew.

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Peanut was in rare form.  As we were getting set up in the parking garage, she saw three cyclists zip down the ramp and announced “Bicycle bicycle bicycle!”  We weren’t sure, at that point, whether she was going to announce “Bicycle” every time she saw a cyclist all day, but I guess she figured we got the idea.  She also shouted “GO FAMILY!” which was adorbs.  Best cheering section ever.

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I finally found the rest of my crew, and before we had time to get too comfortable…

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We were off!  The first part of the ride went through Manhattan, past Radio City Music Hall and through Central Park.  The park was my favorite part of the ride – it was a beautiful spring day, the flowering trees were in bloom, and I felt as if I was on a Sunday ride with 32,000 of my best friends.  From Manhattan we crossed into the Bronx for a very short while, then were back in Manhattan for miles 10-14.  Just before mile 15, we crossed the Queensboro Bridge into Queens, and that was my other favorite part of the ride, because how could this be anything other than epic?

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I never, in a million years, thought I’d ever ride over a bridge like this on my bike, let alone with hundreds of other cyclists around.  It was one of the coolest things I’ve ever done.

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Right before the Queensboro Bridge I bumped into this guy ^ and we hung together while we could, but I lost him somewhere before the bridge.  I saw him again briefly in Queens, but he was waiting for the rest of our crew and I decided to continue on.  To be honest, I was nervous about pulling over to the side of the road and waiting in the crowds of people.  With our late start, the roads were significantly more crowded than they were last year, and I’d already seen several crashes.  I decided I’d feel safer just continuing on my way and finding the rest of my “team” at the finish line, so that’s what I did.

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Astoria Park!  There was a “mandatory rest stop” here, so I took advantage of the opportunity to grab a banana, then got the heck out of there as fast as I could.  It was a long haul getting through the park and back on the road.  I used some of the waiting time to Instagram – since I couldn’t ride, why not?  Finally, I made it back onto the road.

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Before I knew it, we were crossing into Brooklyn.  We still had a ways to go before the Verrazano Narrows Bridge and Staten Island, so I plugged along as best I could.  This was definitely not a race; I’ve never been shouted at to “slow down!” quite so much.  (No one ever seems to worry that I’m running too fast in a half marathon.  I wonder why.)  It wasn’t just me – everyone was getting instructions to go easy.  The last thing anyone wants is a crash, so I totally get it.  It was tough for me to slow down, though, because I have a fast bike, and even riding the brakes I was passing people left and right.  I just hung on tight and went with it.

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Adorable interlude – if you’re wondering what Peanut was up to, she was checking out the runners and “Horsie! Neigh neigh!” in Central Park with Nana and Daddy.  They walked by the zoo, got bagels with lox, rode the subway and then watched the Staten Island Ferries come in.  It really bummed me out that I didn’t get to experience Peanut’s first trip to NYC with her.  (First trip on the outside, that is.  She’s been there twice before, but the view wasn’t quite as good.)  But there will be plenty of other opportunities, and I was having a ball on my bike.

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I plugged away all through Brooklyn and over the Verrazano, which was a beast of a bridge.  It seemed as though almost half of the riders had gotten off and were walking their bikes up the bridge, but I really, really wanted to ride the whole thing.  I gave myself a pep talk: “Just keep pedaling.  You can pedal as slow as you want, but don’t get off this bike.”  Finally, finally, after what seemed like days, I made it to the top… and then it was pretty much all coasting to the Finish Festival on Staten Island!  I cruised in, found a spot on the grass, and waited for the rest of our family team to come riding up, which they did about thirty minutes later.

Here’s a fun secret: the “Finish Festival” is not the end of the biking for the day!  Even once you get through the festival, you still have about four more miles to ride to get to the Staten Island Ferry and back to lower Manhattan.  We decided to bypass the food and entertainment and get right back on the road, since my brother and his girlfriend had to get home.  So it was off to the ferry, where we waited about twenty minutes to get on a boat.

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Once we made it onto the ferry, the views were breathtaking.

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Totally worth the forty mile bike ride!  Heh.  All joking aside, this was an awesome day.  The Five Boro Bike Tour is organized with military precision and the event seemed to go off without a hitch (at least from where I was sitting).  I had so much fun riding – or at least, starting and ending – with my dad, brother and brother’s girlfriend, and I’m definitely on board for next year!

Have you ever ridden in a bike event?  Were you white-knuckled the entire time too?