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Thursday, July 30, 2009

Doubles

Last November or December, I finally discovered Malmo's Manifesto and the Summer of Malmo. So I planned on implementing double's this summer. But I forgot. Until last week. When another letsrun.com thread on two shorter runs v. one long run made me think that I could possibly up my mileage without further aggravating my butt or injuring something else by doing doubles. So I've started. Slowly. Short and slow. 4 miles in the morning and 5-7 miles in the afternoon. I'm starting with two doubles this week. Then 3 next week. If I'm still feeling good, I'll then do 3-4/week. What I will likely leave out for a while is a long run. Probably nothing over 8-10 miles (except the first half of the grafton notch loop which I'm doing next week - but that be more like a fast hike than a long run). I'm also leaving out intervals for a while. And hill repeats. I left out a tempo last week and I'm still considering leaving out a tempo this week. But next week I'll start tempos back up and maybe a couple of light progression runs.

Malmo pushing doubles is one example in a long list of runners who emphasize running alot. Wejo's Why I sucked in college is another example. I think my favorite example is from Bernd Heinrich in Why We Run: A Natural History, when he replaced all routine walking (through parking lots, down hallways, etc. etc.) with running when training for ultramarathons.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Quick Start

The image above illustrates my weekly running mileage in 2008 (red) v. 2009 (blue). In 2008, I was coming off of injury that kept me out all of 2007 so I started very slowly, with lots of walking and bike commuting (neither shown), so there are more exercise hours, just not running hours. The shuffle was my first race but I ran it at a moderate to tempo pace. I had no week with more than 31 miles until August 11! But late August through early December I was doing 40 to 50 mpw. My two fall road races were PRs.

This year I started off much more quickly, raced from the get-go, and got my butt injury the week before Pineland. Continued racing in June and July seems to have slowed any kind of recovery. And my July road race was 1 minute slower than predicted by my Fall 5K and 10K times. Now I'm trying to ramp up the miles using doubles instead of longer runs. And no races, intervals, or tempos for another few weeks. I'm running the breaker but not racing it (like the scuffle last year).

Friday, July 24, 2009

Florida trails

The beach got boring after two hot and clammy runs so yesterday I tried something different. I noticed many, many dirt roads on the satellite images and asked my dad about these and he said to go run at Moses Creek conservation area, which the county purchased several years ago. This turned out to be exactly what I was looking for; old logging roads through sandy pine/live oak forests with some shade (but still hot and clammy). These logging roads aren't made of fill and gravel (like those in Maine) but are simply packed earth. But because the soil is so sandy, the drainage is awesome and they aren't filled with huge rutted pig wallows like the snowmobile trails. Speaking of pigs, they are supposed to be common in these woods but I didn't see any. I did surprise a little doe as I rounded a corner and chased her down the trail a short way and also had to run under a huge Osprey nest with 4 osprey, one flying around with something in its talons, and also came across a nice gopher tortoise on the trail.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Clam Festivaln't

Official time: 32:13. A good 43s slower than what I thought was a modest goal. Splits 6:18, 6:21, 6:27, 6:29, 6:31, 0:07 - The rising numbers means this wasn't a good race. I didn't bonk, and wasn't hurting; I just wasn't in the groove. Maybe Mt. Washington gave me a false sense of my fitness level. Still, it was good to be out there with son Sam and brother in law Chuck. I don't get to see him often.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Off the grid

I missed James' rocking the ultra of ultra races as well as the badassest of badass 6 mile trail races. Instead I was running, hiking, rowing, swimming, reading, eating, and drinking at Cacky's family's little slice of heaven.