Brazen New Year’s Eve Half Marathon

It seems like I just ran a race here.  Like last month or so.  Oh yeah, I did.  This weekend was Brazen’s New Year’s Eve half marathon at Lake Chabot.  

After a less-than-stellar morning awakening, I arrived tired, and unfortunately without enough sleep.  It was cold!  Lots of frost on the ground, but sunny.  After checking in and a brief stretch and warmup, we started the half.  It was a fairly large and energetic crowd too.  Recalling a number of runs here, we headed out on the east shored trail, which is paved for quite a while. It was far easier this time around, although my legs felt tired right from the outset, starting with my calves.  I picked up some new road-friendly trail shoes specifically for running races in this park, as my usual trail running shoes don’t handle pavement at all well.  This was the first time running a race with them, and it made the course overall much more comfortable.  Skipping the first aid station, we rounded the small hill loop before crossing the rather bouncy and oddly designed wooden bridge.  The bigger crowd made the bridge hard to run on, as I was in and out of phase with the bridge’s bouncing this time.  Different from my last race here, we then rounded a corner and headed straight up to the ridge.

Photo from Brazen.

I backed off running uphill a fair amount from this point, saving the tired calves for later in the race, as well as another event only a handful of days away.  At the top of the hill was the next aid station, and I grabbed a cookie and some fruit.  We then followed the ridge for a while, and the course made a number of switchbacks on this longest stretch of the course.  There’s a lot more uphill on this course than I had really paid attention to when looking at it, as there were a number of decent climbs along this stretch that added up.  We eventually dropped down to the stone bridge, which is the current end point of my long runs from home, and the course headed south up the ridge along the west side of the park.  

We came to the third aid station, and here’s where I needed a lot of water/electrolyte/etc.  We would be in sunlight for the rest of the course, which would be mostly the same as my last race here.  It’s a nice stretch of rolling hills on trail and pavement, along the west side of the lake.  The shallow water, overhead sunlight, and likely the time of year, made the water clear enough to see the bottom of the lake quite clearly from the course.  By this point my calves felt good, but my quads were just too tired to push my speed much, likely due to a hard bike ride on Friday.  Going out on a hard bike ride the day before a race is hardly the best idea for maximizing race performance, but I was antsy about getting a good ride in, since I had to hold back effort on riding for a couple weeks.  Priorities.  :-)  

There was a final aid station not far from the end.  Past this, I slowly picked up effort over the last mile or so, and finally picked it up to a good pace for the last whole tenth of a mile or so.  I finished in 2:33:27, decently six and a half minutes under my target time.  208/391—the entrants as a whole were faster this year.   I noticed the trend, since I pick my target times on non-flat trail races using the distribution of results from a prior run.  Again, another runner had followed me as a pacer most of the way; I seem to do that well.  

Snacks and ice cream and stretching and some cheering for more runners coming in, and it was done.  The course caught me nicely off guard on the amount of elevation--it's good to be surprised when you think you know a park.  In a switch from my expectation, the Brazen course had significantly more elevation than the Coastal course.  This half marathon had about 600 more feet of climbing than the 30k I ran here in November.  And having increased both my training volume and top race distance over the last few months, I felt great, although still tired, after the race was done.  Next time I’ll consider tapering a bit better.  Well, at least I say that now, but I also said that last week about this race.

25, 24

Monday 12/9.  Rode 9.7 miles along Skyline in 45 minutes.  I intended longer, but this was the week of frigid weather.  When I finished before 8AM, the temperature was 29 degrees.  And it was windy, blowing up to 30, it felt.  A few minutes into the ride, I turned down Skyline instead of heading out on Grizzly Peak, just o have the excuse to ride back up the hill so I could warm up on the way back.  I added a half hour swim at lunch.  It was still freezing outside, but the water in the pool was warmer than my office.

Tuesday 12/10.  Still freezing.  Ran about 6.5 miles out and back from Skyline, along the West Ridge trail, and back along the Baccarus trail in Redwood.  Many frozen puddles.  On and off the phone a lot, this run stretched out longer than intended.  I like these really cold runs though, especially on sunny days like this, I get a feeling of being more alive, kind of liking I'm rebelling against the weather.

Weds 12/11.  Swim speed workout, 1.6 miles.  Followed by a mile run.

Thurs 12/12.  Tired and cold, I hit the gym for a post-work fartlek run instead of the morning trail run.  5 miles.

Fri 12/13.  .8 mile IM swim and a 7 mile easy ride.  End of day.

Sat 12/14.  Miscellaneous cycling all over to get 17 miles in.  Dropped off the car for maintenance, rode up Pinehurst Rd. to get home.  Then back down later.  And capped it off with a few miles along skyline to watch the sunset.  Still very cold out, but warming.

Sun 12/15.  Woodside Ramble 35k/ 22 miles.  Took it mostly easy, until the last ~6 miles, which I went full speed at.  Perfect weather.  I was really tired the rest of the day, taking naps, watching bad tv, and going to bed early.

Mon 12/16.  Easy swim, .7 miles.  Light freestyle, breaststroke, kicking, pulling, and lots of stretching in the pool.  I find these easy swims the day after a hard run or race really help loosen things up.  Especially breaststroke kicks for loosening up hips and quads.  And the pool makes a number of hard stretches easier, in that I can suspend myself into them, using buoyancy to ease into a stretch more slowly than I could without it.  

Tues 12/17.  11 mile morning cycling on Skyline.  Rode from the end of our street to near the top of Grizzly Peak and back.  Slow going, legs were still tired.  Evening 5 mile treadmill run, alternating hill and speed intervals.  This felt strong, despite working out tight calves.

Weds 12/18.  An hour bootcamp with lots of leg work, followed by a 2 mile easy run.  At the end, my legs were beat.  Just plain tired at the end. 

Thurs 12/19.  1.6 mile swim + pool stretching.  I finished the swim speed 11-1 workout.  I really like these, since they mix things up and usually push you to swim hard for at least part of each workout.  I bailed on a planned light run to let legs fully rest from running for a couple more days, as I had a long run planned for the coming weekend.

Fri 12/20.  .8 mile swim, IM + kicking.  Followed this with 45 minutes spinning while reading.  

Sat 12/21.  Long run!  18.7 miles through Redwood Regional Park, half of Chabot, and back.  I started out on the West Ridge Trail, and headed down the Tres Sendes Trail, followed by a run on the full length of the French Trail.  I run this section a lot, since it has rolling hills, which are good for approximately light hill intervals, while following single track through redwoods.  I crossed the ridge at the end heading down the Toyon trail to cross into Chabot.  

Into Chabot, I crossed up and over the big hill on the MacDonald Trail, running/walking intervals on the uphills.  It's really a ridge, but I think of it as a long hill.  At the end, I followed the Grass Valley trail south to the Stone Bridge for a short stretch break.  I then headed back North on the Brandon trail, followed my the MacDonald trail, alternating uphill running intervals with short fast-walking breaks.  Crossing back into Redwood, I followed the Golden Spike Trail to the park entrance, and then followed the road to start of the Canyon Trail, where I filled my water.  It was then a long set of mostly uphill running intervals with short walking breaks.  As the sun set, there was an awesome display of colors on the ridges heading out to the south, transitioning from shades of light blue through to dark pink, with a light pink sky in the back.  

The iPhone camera missed 90% of the color.

I mostly intended to take this one easy, but in hindsight, I think I pushed the first two thirds harder than planned, as it was feeling good.  The last long slow hill on the East Ridge Trail is where I really backed off, just to get the time in without beating myself up.  The end result of this is more tight calves, which is a sign of having pushed myself on the uphills, but much less tight than the prior week.  Feet were sore too, but my trail shoes are close to retirements.  These are good signs, since they’re both predictable.  The compression sleeves pretty much did away with all the quad wonkiness on these last few long runs, a great psychological relief, since that was a huge limiting factor for a long time.  Also, I never felt winded on this run, more muscle-limited, which is happening more and more often.

Sun 12/22.  Long Ride!  18.4 miles.  I find it amusing that my long run this weekend was longer than my long ride.  I’ve backed off on long ride distance for a while, since I rotate through the things I push on.  Longer swims were a focus for a while, followed by longer rides, but it’s running focus time.  The winter is great for longer runs for me, as the lack of wind provides the extra time the long runs take.  Anyway, it was warm, and I ride the usual route along Skyline and Grizzly Peak, into Tilden.  Lots of hill climbing, which I took slow and consistently to let my quads rest (relatively).  Another gorgeous sunset, this time with a pink sun!  I bailed on a followup short light run to let my calves rest a bit.  They’re less tight, more so tired now.  

All together, a very cold week followed by what’s mostly been a recovery week.  I like pushing myself a couple times during recovery weeks, in short bursts and much less consistently than normal, since it keeps things feeling fresh (whatever that means).  I decided to write this, since every long outdoor run or ride is a small story.  And every week is a story.  One of my aims for the upcoming collection of races is to get more organized and deliberate with training, and writing these stories helps me reflect on what’s been accomplished and what I might want to change.  Week 1 will be the end of this stretch of events.   

Woodside Ramble 35K

I was really looking forward to this race.  For a number of reasons.  Across the hill, in Purisima and El Corte de Madera, is where I was inspired to try trail running.  I always wanted to run these trails too, but I didn’t get around to it before we moved to the East Bay.  So it’s a return to my original trail “neighborhood.”  It’s also the only place I’ve gotten a ticket for running.  Back when I first considered trying a trail race, a race on a similar course was the first one I was aiming for, but again, that moving thing put it all on hold for a couple months.  I then got sidetracked for a year just exploring the trails close to our new home in the Oakland hills before finally getting into trail racing this year.  And I haven’t run a race in the peninsula yet, so it was high on my to-do list, and Inside Trail Racing’s Woodside Ramble caught my attention.  It delivered well.

I went into this intending to back off on speed a bit, as it’s the longest trail race I’ve run, at 22 miles.  I have a not-so-great history of killing my legs by running new distances too fast.  And coming off of two faster half marathons in the last month, I was just getting recovered from the follow up muscle wonkiness.  

Psychologically, I broke the course up, by aid stations, into four parts.  First, a long, gradual uphill in Huddert County Park.  Then a run on the Skyline trail, near the ridge line, to Wunderlich Park.  Third, the run back to Huddert County Park, and finally, a long downhill section.  The course was mostly in a Redwood forest, with a lot of canopy blocking sunlight, which is one of my favorite running environments.  

The race started downhill across a field, which would be about the longest open stretch of the course, until it entered the woods and turned through a notorious bottleneck.  I was far enough ahead that it only backed me up a few seconds, and we ran downhill for a mile or so.  Then we started a very long hill climb.  The next mile or so I alternated between running slowly and hiking fast.  The mile after this was mostly fast hiking.  I finally felt warmed up and went back to running/hiking intervals, making sure to hold back to avoid any muscle cramps that might cut short or make miserable the latter parts of the run.  This would pay off really well.  We went up.  And up.  And up.  And up and up.  And up.  As we hit the Skyline trail and the course flattened out a bit, I was able to pick up speed.  Coming over one hill, I found a well-read blogger out shooting photos with his daughter.  As much as I’m not the biggest fan of my own running photos, having photographers on the course is great; each time I pass one, I’m motivated to kick myself in gear, and I pick up speed for quite a while.   We came to the road and had a short, fast downhill to the aid station.  Today’s craving was oreos and tangerines; the tangerines were awesome, as they have the perfect burst of intense flavor.   

Crossing the road, the course went back into the redwoods, winding in and out of the myriad gulches along the Skyline trail.  I was keeping very close pace with another runner through almost all of this, as we alternatively passed each other, but kept each other in sight.  Eventually the 30k leaders came by, going the other way.  I’ve run trails at really fast speeds a number of times, but I’m in no way trained to keep it up for very long.  I’m always impressed and humbled to see the runners at the lead.  This section ended with a decent climb up to the next aid station, with more tangerines.  

Running back along this trail, I really started to zone out, which is a big part of why I run these long races.  Eventually the stuff to think that I didn’t have time to think about during the week gets all thought about and I get time to just enjoy the environment.  The first few 50k runners passed by.  The runner I was keeping pace with had to stop on the side of the trail, and I didn’t see him again until the end. And I didn’t see anyone for another 45 minutes.  So I just ran.  

I came back to the road, made the last aid station stop, took a fast hiking break up what was now a slower uphill, and then the long downhill stretch began.  I felt great, and with less than 6 miles to go, I pushed the pace to try to hit my not-so-serious time goal.  A few more 50k runners flew by, and I flew past a couple 35k runners, since I’ve gotten much stronger and faster on downhills lately.  A couple miles from the end, Sam from Brazen, who times these, went by running up the hill.  We had been warned about a final hill in the last mile, so when I came to it, I decided to just run up the whole thing, as the race was wrapping up, and I felt strong.  I passed another 35k runner walking up this stretch, finished the climb, crossed the road, and ran around the playground and across the bit of field to the finish.  

I wrapped up in 4:45:16, 16 seconds over my not-very-serious goal, which is perfectly close enough, since I think of my times on these longer runs with a granularity of about 5 minutes.  And it was a not very serious goal, since the bigger goal was finishing a new trail distance without an injury or weeks of muscle pain, which I succeeded in.  I ended up 24/48.  Ate some food, drank some beer, chatted a bit.  A number of other runners were talking about the North Face Endurace challenge the week before, which has caught quite a bit of attention.

On a side note, I tried compression sleeves, on both thighs and calves, for the first time on this run.  I won’t claim they made me faster, but they definitely helped avoid muscle tightness.  I picked the full set up after wearing a medical compression sleeve to train through a post-berkely-half really tight vastus medialis.  After wearing it though a 16 mile, 4000’ training run, the supposedly irritated quad was the only part of my legs that felt great after.  This time, at a much faster overall pace, nothing was sore during the run, and I’ve only had the expected tight calves since.  So I ordered another set of calf sleeves, to have around for recovery.

And a couple photos, the first running up the long hill and the second down the hill at the end.  Looking quite ridiculous this time, methinks.

Up next, another pair of half marathons on familiar ground before increasing distance again.

Change of Focus

The last couple races (Berkeley and the Quarry Turkey) ended a psychological chunk of races for me.  I go through phases of running, and this one was ready to be over, having started in August with the Tri for Fun.  This stretch was all about density, almost at a compulsory level, in that I ran and swam or had a tri more weekends than not.  It wasn’t intended, but a lot of it came from signing up for races if there was no other early morning plan on a weekend.  And we haven't been out of town as much on weekends lately.  Here’s everything in this stretch:

Tri For Fun Sprint

Cinderella Half Marathon

Corporate Challenge 3.5 mile

Malibu Sprint+ Tri

Drag-N-Fly Half Marathon

Tough Mudder

Alcatraz Swim

Dirty Dare 25k

Marin Olympic Tri

Chabot 30k

Berkeley Half Marathon

Quarry Turkey Half Marathon 

…in slightly over 3 months.  That includes six half marathon or longer runs, three tris, and on distance swim.  In this time, speed went up, distance went up rather comfortably, and I acclimated to just going out and running a half distance without much thought.  These were also my first triathlons, and while swimming stabilized in terms of knowing what I’m doing, cycling had a ways to go.  Especially on hills.  I hit a time goal at the Berkeley half.  And got electrically shocked seven two many times.  

I’ve rested the last week, which was needed, more for psychological reasons than anything else, and focused on stretching and working out muscle kinks.  

The next chunk of time will be aimed at three goals:  Big Sur Marathon, Hawaii 70.3 tri, and run a 50k.  I’m going to attempt to back off on the number of races, in favor of better endurance training, and using races more intentionally to get toward these goals.  And somehow I went from a vague notion of how to do this to a specific plan.  The Dirty Dare and Chabot 30k were the first parts of this, as well as working in more cycling time over the last month.  Here’s what the rest looks like:

ITR Woodside Ramble 35k (Dec)

Brazen New Years Eve/New Years Day Half Marathons (Dec/Jan)

Coastal Steep Ravine Marathon (Jan)

ITR Chabot 50k (Feb)

ITR Marin 50k (March)

Big Sur Marathon (April)

Hawaii 70.3 Tri (May)

The Marin 50k is the race that caught my attention and motivated me to get up to 50k.  I love running in Marin, but don’t do so often enough.   I added Chabot to have an easier course the first time at that distance.  And because there’s a small possibility an upcoming life event might make me need to back out of Marin.  Backtracking, Steep Ravine, the pair of New Year’s halfs, and Woodside all aim to progressively ramp up distance.  Woodside and Steep Ravine are on trails I haven't been on, but have wanted to run on for a couple years now.  And it looks like I will have compulsively run 4 races at Chabot in 4 months. It's relatively close to home, why not?

I expect Big Sur to be the hardest.  Road races beat me up far more than trail races, which is why I put the 50ks before it.  In comparison, the Berkeley half left me more sore than the 25k or 30k, the latter of which is about 50% longer.  It’s about the greater speed and more repetitive running on flatter courses, so getting the distance down on trails makes managing the roadness at the distance a lot easier.  Big Sur will be hilly of course, but not like most hills I’m used to. 

For Hawaii, it’s all about cycling and bricks.  I regularly run and swim well over the distances involved, but cycling’s got to go up 50% longer.  I’ve gotten up to 40 miles on the bike, but not comfortably.  I’ve backed off since then to increase distance more slowly.  This is one I’m still researching how I want to train for.

A lot of training reference I read aims toward peaking at certain races.  Since these are in part new distances, I’d mostly like to finishing them at a good effort.  But I’d like to beat my existing marathon times at Big Sur, since they’ve been quite not-so-good because of less planned training in the past.  And if I avoid major injuries, it shouldn't be too hard to do so.

I’ll probably add a bay swim in there if one lands at a good time too.  But otherwise Im going to try to behave myself and not sign up for anything else until after Hawaii.  But of course, I’m sure there will be some weekend or two where I need to break my plan for fun.  

That photo of trees above has nothing to do with these races.  I believe it's on the huckleberry trail, close to home.

Quarry Turkey

It’s back to Quarry Lakes for Brazen’s Quarry Turkey half marathon.  This is where they held this spring’s Bay Breeze, which was my second race of the year, as well as of my now-rather-regular series of races.  It’s also my first time running half marathons two weekends in a row.  Last week’s Berkeley Half took a decent amount out of me, and I was still loosening up a bit from it.  And having run two races rather hard in a row, I decided to slow down on this one a bit.

Since the course is the same as Bay Breeze (but Bay Breeze is usually elsewhere. I hear it’s normally somewhere close to the bay.  Close enough to feel the breeze.), I’ve seen parts of the course before.  Since I’ve upped my baseline run to half marathons, the out and back portion was significantly longer, but running along the arroyo made for a rather pretty suburban course.  I started a little bit fast, and backed off pretty quickly to a pace that was a minute per mile slower than the prior week.  And I held that for most of the course, speeding up a bit for the middle section and again for the last mile.  

The aid stations had pie!  I had to say no a lot.  Lots of bread-and-sugar-like-carbs don’t mix well with flat courses for me.  But it was enthusiastically offered again and again and again.

Quarry Lakes is a collection of…quarry lakes.  The immediate landscape reminds me of Gilboa quarry, where I was known to hang out many years ago when scuba was what kept me busy.  And it was a fun flat run, with a handful of small hills and dips.  And the giant turkey was happily hanging out with everyone.  I finished in 2:!2:07, 13 mins longer than last week, but 3 mins faster than my target time.

I usually don’t run this distance two weekends in a row, but this was good prep for the two-half-marathon-in-5-days thing coming up at the end of the year, which, unlike this course, will have some hills.  As well as for the progressively longer races coming up into the early spring.  

Berkeley Half Marathon

The Berkeley Half Marathon was originally my one half marathon for November (which turned into 3 in a compulsive need to add a couple more races).  I intended to push my time on this one, to see if I could get under two hours.  It was the inaugural race, put on by the same organizers as the San Francisco Marathon.

I had my long bike ride the day before, and I rod my bio to the race.  Both of these were working against me, but getting the rides in were more important than my time goal.  I treat my times as fitness measures, ways to challenge myself, and as fun numbers games.  Small things in the rest of life often win out over a strict effort to hit a time goal.  Although I’ve gotten better at tapering normal training runs in the week before races.  But for how many races I’m running this fall, this means every other week.

Back to the Berkeley Half Marathon.  I arrived at Civic Center Park and stowed my bike, immediately finding the Tough Mudder crowd, the first of many people I know who I would run into at this race.  I was less early than usual, so after stowing jackets and such, we went straight to the finish line.  I was in the third wave (2nd non-elite wave).  We started off around a multi-block loop over to U.C. Berkeley, and we then headed downhill along University Ave., zig-zagging into neighborhood streets here and there.  I started off a little faster than needed, anticipating the hill at the end and expecting to gradually slow during the race.  Around 4 miles in I settled into a more consistent 9 minute/mile pace.  

The course headed out across 80 and went south along the east bay shoreline frontage road, into Emeryville and turning around just before the art.com building.  This would be the first of many out-and-backs along this trail.  We ran back north, crossing 7 miles before heading out towards the Berkeley Marina.  It was pretty steady going, in that I was constantly close to my limit for this distance (at least for that day), and I was well challenged mentally to hold the pace for the rest of the race.  

The course went out and around Ceasar Chavez park, which is one of my favorite running routes, although I haven’t run it much since last spring.  The wind-and-water drama I’m used to seeing here was replaced by nearly flat water, more normal for this time of year and this time of day.  We headed back in, back to the bay trail, before making at least three small out-and-backs on the gradual progression north.  On the less-than-great side, an ambulance was in the middle of the course, with paramedics treating a passed-out runner; I read later that he was hospitalized, but ok.

The course wrapped up by heading up the hill near Golden Gate Fields and dropped down the north side of the parking lot.  Being the end of the course, I just pushed hard up the hill.  I don’t think I slowed at all, in that I was more muscle-bound for most of the race than endurance-bound.  The final run down the hill to the finish was a nice end, since I’ve gotten much better at taking downhills with speed the last few months.  Crossing the finish line, I stopped to the side, and bent over to catch my breath for a couple minutes, which is for me a sign of having pushed myself well.  

I came in at 1:58:56, just under my goal.  Being the first time I’ve made a point to pace myself, it worked out well, and I apparently kept a pretty steady pace.  Another runner came up to me afterwords and said I was a great pacer, as he’d been following me most of the race.  I caught up with many people while recovering a bit, before heading out.  I picked up the bonus SF/Berkeley Challenge medal too, having run the SF Marathon this summer.  I ended up 1915 out of 4664, also inside an ongoing percentile goal I have.

Then there was the long line to get on the shuttle back to the start, as well as the long, very slow bike ride home.  Riding 1200 feet uphill after a hard 13 mile run isn’t the easiest thing.  :-)

Tahoe Rim Trail

Let’s call this an altitude training run.  I headed out of Brautovich Park (I'm probably spelling that wrong) and headed north along the Tahoe Ridge Trail.  It started at 7831 feet and gradually climbed to 8450 feet over 5 and half miles.  I ran it out and back, turning back near the Sierra Canyon trail.  I hiked a number of the uphill sections, as I wasn’t at all acclimated to the altitude.  I’ve hiked part of this section before, but this was my first time running it.  With the exception of Tough Mudder, which is more of a series of short running bursts with lots of much longer breaks, this is the first time I’ve been out running over 3000 ft.

The trail was gorgeous.  Hence the motivation to write this.  Part of what I love about this area is that everything is larger in scale.  There’s few notable small rocks plants are trees, everything is impressive in scale.    There’s a great view across Lake Tahoe for most of this section of the trail, and patches of snow here and there made or a great mix of color. 

It was also cold and windy, definitely a 7m day in some places (i.e. gusting well over 30).  Being late November, I saw only four others out on the trail, two mountain bikers and two dog walkers.  Despite my overall slow pace, I think I was faster than the mountain bikers.  

The altitude was challenging, I was backing off a lot to stay away from feeling light headed.  I ran a lot of short uphill intervals, and by the end of the run I felt much better.  I should find a race here, but I'd need a lot more altitude training.

Lake Chabot 30k

Bonus race!

I.e. it wasn’t in my longer term plans, but I signed up for Coastal’s Lake Chabot 30k to get more experience at the greater-than-half distance.  And because the weekend was free except for a backlog of housework.  And because there’s no wind right now.  And because I just wanted to run another race in what was looking like a five week gap.   And because I like running Chabot.  And it turned into a really good personal race in the end. 

I hadn’t trained specifically for this race, but wanted the distance experience.  My last two 30k’s were “just finish the damn thing” races, since I was waiting out a foot strain and nursing it during those races.  Which meant walking long stretches just to back off the running impact.  That less-than-stellar history, combined with a (relatively) not difficult course, had me expecting a 30k personal best.   

The drive in was gorgeous.  I took the Pinehurst and Redwood Roads down, since I had extra time, watching the sunrise over the hills.  It was chilly at the lake upon arriving, a backup reservoir that’s been around since the mid 1800’s.  The course was a 13 mile loop and a 5 mile out and back with a loop at the end.  I’ve trained here a couple times and ran to here from home once, so I was looking forward to the course.

I started deliberately slow, feeling a little sore from starting back on strength training the week before week, and my last two 30k’s still haunt me a bit.  :-)  I backed off on them for a while to get endurance at the half distance back up, and just recently moved back up past 13 miles.  At the start, we looped through the picnic area and headed out on the paved lakeside trail.  It’s a nice warmup with small hills that are just enough to get me out of the we-just-started-and-i'm-not-quite-awake fog.  Then there was a short hill on a small loop a couple mile sin; I walked part of it to avoid muscle cramping, as well as having better long term speed when power walking up longer hills.  I powered through the downhill--yay for my recent focused hill training.  

We then crossed the rather bouncy bridge, always fun, and then continued along the lakeshore to the first aid station near the top of the next hill.  Having these at hill tops makes for a great psychological break.  The next part of the course was rolling hills, which followed some switchbacks before turning north and up a valley.  This stretch was my favorite part of the course, as it was more secluded, with trees overhead.  The course turned around and went uphill to another aid station.  

Heading out from here, we ran along an exposed ridge with a number of mountain bikers and hikers.  The day had warmed, and I was sweating hard, but ran well through the hills along this ridge.  This eventually dropped onto a path along the west shore of the lake, again with small rolling hills.  My uphill speed here dropped quite a bit, and I had people passing me uphill who I would then fly past downhill.  And again.  And again.  I came into the end of the first loop, the half marathon point, feeling strong, grabbed a couple snacks at the aid station, and headed back out for the second loop.

The second loop was 5 miles, repeating the first portion of the half course.  My legs were notably more tired this time along this part of the course, and I walked one more uphill stretch.  On the way back along this loop, the 50k leader was on his way out for his last loop, as well as 50k runners starting their second loop.  I ran the last mile or so hard, wearing myself down to the finish, which I’m happy I was able to do at this distance.  I crossed the finish line and bent over breathing hard for a bit.  After resting with a beer and some snacks, I felt my legs getting stiff, despite stretching, a sign that I pushed myself well.  The post race snacks were great, with the grill serving up sausage and burgers being perfect.  Everyone also received a finisher’s medal here, which was a pleasant surprise.  

Overall I really liked this race.  Unsurprisingly, I did get a new personal best for a 30k at 3:12, and placed 19 out of 33.  The irony is that, with the (far) easier course, this also beats my 25k time from last month.  And being close to home, I think it’s one to repeat.

Marin County Tri

Last week I took part in the Marin County Triathlon.  I signed up for this one mostly for endurance experience, in that I wanted to get an Olympic distance tri in before the end of the season, and before getting into more serious training for next spring’s 70.3.  I set a rather modest goal time and beat it, although many more people were well ahead of me.  It seemed to be a rather serious-into-tri crowd.  

It started psychologically very early, given that it was almost November and daylight saving time hasn’t switched over yet.  The water in this part of the bay, north of the San Rafael bridge, was significantly warmer than in SF, which was a pleasant surprise.  The swim was good; most of my wave was ahead of me (see note above regarding the crowd).  It was out and back along a buoy line, but with a long enough swim out to avoid too much of a buoy-turning pile-up.  I kept a strong but sustainable pace, never feeling tired, and finished in 31:35, which is six minutes better than my normal open water pace at decent distances.  

I felt stronger after this swim than Malibu, but with literally cold feet after the swim that took a long time to warm up, stalling transition a bit.  Then the bike ride really got me.  There were a number of longer downhill or flat stretches, interspersed by small but decently challenging hills.  I hadn’t slept much the night before, which I think combined with a generally busy week to hold back the rest of the day.  Each hill for the first two thirds of the bike course were pulling back my speed quite a bit, and my legs just weren’t cooperating beyond a certain effort level.  The third loop was much better; it almost felt like it took a long time to just warm up in this race.  I finally finished the 22 miles in 1:41, about 13mph.  Far from worst, but far from best.  And my feet were still cold after this.  Big takeaway for the next course like this: hill training.  Everything else was good.  Except I dropped my chain once, but I I had it back on pretty quickly, before the volunteer nearby could make it over and help.  

The run was a double loop, with a two big hills and two small hills.  The hills felt good, but the flat sections just felt slow.  My quads were tired from all the hills on the bike course, so I just wasn’t getting stride length up where it normally would be.  Otherwise it was good, and somewhat warm and sunny at this point.  Finished the 10k in 1:01:17, slightly below the goal for this race and eight minutes below my best 10k time (which would probably better now, given that I haven’t run a 10k since before I started any speed training).  

Anyway, to finish the number juggling, it was 3:21:37, pretty far down compared to what I think I could do on a better week.  But it wasn’t a race for time, more so for experience and to have fun, which I did.  I felt better at this race than at Mailbu, so the longer rides have paid off.  The views were of the bay the whole time, which was great, and warm pasta at the end has to be the best post-race snack I’ve had.  The crowd, while seemingly serious, was friendly, and the race was a lot of fun.  This would be a good one to come back to.  Time to plan a bunch of hill rides through the winter.

Partially Tentative schedule for the next few months, all running:

Coastal Lake Chabot 30k: Nov. 9

Berkeley Half Marathon Nov 24

Inside Trail Woodside Ramble 35k Dec 15

Brazen New Year’s Half Marathon Lake Chabot.  Maybe both.  Still deciding.

Three Bears++ and the Dirty Dare

It wasn't intended to be an all-out endurance pushing weekend, but sometimes it just happens.  

Intending to ride about 35 miles, as part of a slow progression to getting to a strong 55 miles, I had the knack to ride the three bears loop.  But I also wanted to ride down pinehurst again, because it's close to home, gorgeous, and fun.  And I wanted to try some things I'd been reading, about taking downhill curves at higher speed. So on a whim, my 35 mile ride became 42.  Not always he best idea.

The first 35 miles were great, starting down pinehurst, canyon, and moraga.  The three bears loop was a fun ride.  It crosses through a lot of different landscapes, past reservoirs, into hills in the middle of nowhere, past farms, and then up and down some long hills.  I stopped for a snack somewhere in the middle of nowhere, and there was just about nothing there.  Except an occasional other cyclist.  The hills were steep and late enough in the ride that I rode intervals up them instead of riding steady.  The last uphill was hard, as I was at about 30 miles, and my legs were getting tired.  But there was more to come.  

The ride back down through Orinda, Moraga, and Canyon was smooth sailing.  After passing canyon and heading north, at about 35 miles, it was not.  I was just spent, with legs giving out every few hundred yards. So I took a lot of slow intervals, finishing in just over four hours.  The last hour was about the last five miles.  

So I did this on a whim the day before running the Dirty Dare 25k put on my Inside Trail racing.  After the ride, I expected this to be a painful just-finish-it race, but it pleasantly wasn't.  It was a hard course; a number of other runners were feeling it hard after it was over, but it was the level of difficulty I wanted.  It started with a big uphill.  That just kept going.  It started out very cold, but that didn't last long.  I did a lot of slow running uphill intervals on this course, which was actually easier than slowly running all of each hill or walking the the hills.  After the first uphill, the downhill run was fast, fun, and great.  And then it was uphill to the first aid station.

I drank more cola at the aid stations on this course than any race so far, keeping the sugar going in to make up for the overall amount of weekend effort.  After the first aid station, it was more uphill, and then more uphill.  Somewhere in there the course went from difficult to hard.  The views were amazing, and in an area I never make it out to.  Cows and turkeys and backpackers.  Single track, some of it on very precarious slopes, and trails in open grass-covered hills.   

After the second aid station, I made it another mile or so uphill, and was running out of energy.  Stopped for a minute, had a gel, and kept going.  This part got really mediative, in that I passed through a lot of distinct scenery, but I don't remember in which order.  Feet were getting sore, but only really annoying-sore, and I slowed a bit to spread out my energy use.  At some point I was looking for the next huge uphill, when the third and final aid station, only two miles from the end, appeared.  I didn't realize how far I had gone.  Then I ran the last two miles, finishing the 16.4 miles in 3:48 or so.  28 out of 46 runners. Below my current medium-term goal (top half), but far better than the last comparable run, which was a finish-it-despite-a-lot-of-pain run (grizzly peak, 22 out of 26).  The ride had less effect than I thought it would, in that nothing was really sore after all was said and done, just the usual tiredness. 

Overall, a good weekend, and the first with an eye toward building milage for longer spring races.

The 2013 Running/Swimming/Tri Season

This year started off with some modest goals:  run the oakland half marathon, run the SF marathon again, get comfortable with open water swimming, try a triathlon, and work a lot on kite jumping.  The latter was "easy," in that it takes practice and patience, but has been coming along quite well.  The others I all more than met.  A mental recap as this season wraps up is what's in order here.

Brazen Coyote Hills 10k, January 26.  I signed up for this as a first experiment in trying one of he organized trail racing companies.  It was early, windy, sunny, and chilly.  And the park was right on the bay, which was great.  I was a little addicted after this.  And I went kiting afterwords at Third Ave, given the out-of-season wind.  I remember my legs being sore and being rather cold.

Coastal Golden Gate Half Marathon, Feb 10, Marin Headlands.  Trying another trail race.  I got ambitious and signed up for the half marathon, in part since I had passed my training goals for Oakland, and in part because I wanted to run the longer loop of this race.  This was an awesome course.  It started with a steep uphill and kept going.  It was cold, I ran in running pants and a jacket.  But the surfers were still out at Rodeo Beach.  I thought them crazy at the time.  But I wasn't open water swimming yet.

Brazen Bay Breeze 10k, Feb 16, at Quarry Lakes.  Warmer this time!  A flat course, and the first race where I felt competitive.  I blame that guy who asked what age group I was in during the last mile and then said that he needed to beat me.  I opened up and ran hard through that last mile, and I ended up third in my age group.  JB and DL also ran this event.

Brazen Badger Cove 10k, March 16, Del Valle Regional Park.  At this point I was getting addicted.  This was another chilly morning, but with a great St. Patrick's Day theme.   The hills got me on this one.

Oakland Half Marathon, March 24.  2:04 something.  My "lightweight" goal was 2 hours, but I'm not crazy strict about time goals.  And Lily wanted to go to Point Reyes the day before, where we ended up doing a 9 mile hike out to Arch rock and back.  Priorities.  :-)  I was strength bound on this one.  And I got arrogant here, with a tight tendon in my left foot acting up a bit after.  Something new to learn about that took six more months to figure out.  But yeah, a fun run, I love that this is in Oakland, and that it takes you through all kinds of interesting neighborhoods you might never intend to visit.  Somewhere here is also where I got that idea to run a half marathon a month for a year, which I'm still doing.

Coastal Grizzly Peak 30k, April 7, Tilden.  This is where I got really stubborn.  I considered bailing, since my foot was still bothering me after Oakland, and the SF Marathon was getting closer.  But then I decided to take it slow and just finish it, since I was excited for the course, ad I needed to get my distance up.  It was foggy, so the expected views didn't happen, but the fog in Tilden was great.  Took a number of intentional walk breaks to loosen up my foot.  Crossed paths with BT at one point too.  Finishing the first loop, I was tired, and no, I didn't want to run back out for the second loop.  So I just did it anyway, which has become a kind of theme for how I do these things now.  But that second loop hurt.  I then decided to abandon my SF time goal altogether, and I took off running for almost a month, with the aim to finish SF without any damage.

Swim Art Trans Golden Gate Swim, May 18.  MU wrap party day!  Or "Oh yeah, the MU wrap party is happening too" day.  This was my first significant open water swim.  I had trained well for it, since I was progressing fast enough that I wanted to get a sizable swim in before America's cup took over the bay.  I remember crazy shark dreams and strange dreams about looking down while floating a couple hundred feet off the bottom.  And not sleeping much the night before.  This swim was a big psychological achievement, more than anything else.  SMS was also out, in MF's group.  A freighter and a changing current had us repositioned a few times. I bailed on trying to make it to the rock at the end, since I was caught in a strong current.  Overall, I was more than happy, despite it not being the intended straight shot across (yay freighters!).  I'll go back to do this one again next season.

Coastal Canyon Meadow 30k, June 2, Redwood.  A race in my backyard!  Well not quite, but very close, and my trail running training ground.  And the race I stumbled upon last year that made this racing thing catch my interest.  I signed up for this to get ready for SF, and counted it as my May half, since I didn't find anything in late May that fit in.  I took it slow, especially the second loop around the East Ridge Trail, which was scorching that  day.  Foot still sore at the end, but much better off than at Grizzly Peak

SF Marathon, June 16.  Started slow, got slower, and persevered.  The second half had a walk break every couple miles to keep things loose.  I know I walked less than last year (which was every mile for the last two thirds), but my time was way down.  Original goal of 4 hrs I had changed mentally to 5:15. And I think I ended up with about 5:45 in my determination to not injure myself.  Which, in the end, was probably the right call.  But yes, the race!  The second time though was less exploratory, but there was something great about running across the bridge after having just swam under it the month before.  I felt much better after this one too.  Last year's had me walking slow for three days.

Coastal Golden Gate Half Marathon, July 14.  I returned to this, since I loved the course.  Challenging again, I don't know that I fared any better than the last time around, but this felt like the first race where foot tightness was no longer a limiting factor.  I didn't train at all.  In part to get forced recovery time in.  And in part to go to Hawaii to hike, kite, eat, drive, boat, snorkel, etc for a while.   I think I only ran once to warm up, the Tuesday before, and I was about the same, time wise, as February.

Tri For Fun, August 17.  I signed up for Malibu, in part, as a forcing function to buy a bicycle.  I went out and bought one just in time to do this, not wanting Malibu to be my first time through competitive cycling or transitions.  And it was fun.  I had a panic moment at the first buoy during the swim, not really understanding the crowd.  It took half the swim course to get my breathing under control to get my speed up, but I eventually did.  Cycling was fun, and we just had an earthquake as I'm writing this.  But yeah, cycling was fun.  RN was out too.  Running the 5k after the ride was hard though.  My legs felt like I was trapped in molasses.

Coastal Cinderella Half Marathon, August 18.  Back in the backyard, at Redwood Regional Park.  This is also the point where I had stopped training toward running these half marathons, and had returned to focusing on training for speed.  It was hot.  Very hot.  I recall my time being not so great, and far from where I thought it was.  But I read that about others too.  And the course was great, especially the long stretch along the french trail.

JP Morgan Chase Corporate Challenge, Sept 3, 3.5 mile.  Because short races where it takes 8 times longer to drive a there and back than to finish the run are fun!  Especially when it's only a ~3 mile drive.  When you think about it, my running pace was far faster than my driving-there-and-back pace.  Lots of work folk, of course, and being in the evening make this one fun.  Next year bart.

Malibu Triathlon, Classic Distance, Sept 8.  Road trip!  And fundraiser, went as part of the work team.  Started early, the swim was fun.  I took a wide swing around the first buoy, which completely changed the swim for me.  Much better this time, especially given the longer half mile swim course.  The water was cold, but not SF cold, and clear, which I'm not at all used to in the bay.  The ride was a little challenging.  I didn't get much experience on longer more gradual hills before this race.  And the run only felt like molasses for the first mile, having gotten some brick workouts in before this one.  Listened to Born To Run audiobook on the drive down and back.  This pointed me toward walking in lesser soled shoes (xero), which seems to have mostly solved the tight foot problem, since most of the pain was happening not while running, but while walking on heels in cushioned shoes.

Brazen Drag-N-Fly, Sept 21, Contra Loma & Black Diamond Mines.  This was fun.  I got to see the Sherman Island kiting area from the hills, which is new.  And I felt great the entire run.  A hard course, but through an area of interesting history with great views. And a constantly changing course, with one very vertical section.  First rain of the fall a half hour after I finished.  The second run with a large aid station craving for coca cola and gummy bears, after Cinderella.  Something about warm days.

Tough Mudder, Sept 28, Northstar, Lake Tahoe.  COLD.  Snow on the Ground COLD.  I was running extra distance back and forth between some obstacles to warm up.  Electic eel, that thing where you climb under electricity, just plain sucked this time.  And my hands had stiffened up enough that I just plain failed at the monkey bars.  Otherwise I finished them all.  I was contemplating bailing on the dumpster of ice, but 1) there was an Alcatraz swim coming come and the moment of over-re-acclimatization couldn't hurt and 2) I had started sprinting intervals instead of running the course to warm up.  But yeah, COLD, and the electricity sucked a lot this time.  I'm skipping that one if I go back.  We all finished in 6:05 or so.  And oh yeah, COLD.

Other things of note:  Long stretch of Swim Art group swims to get open water swimming down, kite jumping lesson from Dante at Coyote point, kite surfboard clinic from Donny and Sandy Parker at Coyote Point, lots of early season , learning to swim in choppy water on Maui, kiting on Maui, snorkeling off Lehua.

As for the rest of the season, at least the confirmed part:
Alcatraz Swim (done, already written up)
Inside Trail's Dirty Dare, 25k.
Marin Counry Triathlon, olympic
Berkeley Half Marathon

And some high points for next year:

Big Sur Marathon, April 27.  I've been wanting to run this one for a couple years.  Timing finally worked out.
Hawaii 70.3, May 31.  I realized around the time of Malibu that this is a distance I could finish.  And this had caught my attention, so I signed up.

There's a sketch of more to come, other tentative goals for next year are a 50k and, if timing works, a bridge to bridge swim.  And diving back in to learning to kite with a surfboard.

Alcatraz Swim

I did an Alcatraz swim this weekend, with Swim Art.  It was my third significant open water swim this year, after the Golden Gate swim early in the summer and the Malibu triathlon.   

I didn't train specifically for this, so I was mildly nervous in the few weeks leading up to it, but nothing like the Golden Gate swim.  Being the second time well out in the bay made this a bit easier.  And I'm a much stronger swimmer than I was in the early summer, since I've had a fairly heavy swim training schedule through the mid summer and into the fall.  

But on the morning of the swim, I wasn't at all nervous, and completely excited.  We rode out to just off the warning sign, alerting us not to bring back prisoners.  And started jumping.  I keep thinking that there should be a more drawn out getting-ready-to-go break before starting, but no, it's suddenly time to jump in the water.  And I eagerly jumped off the boat, realizing on the way in that I hadn't put my goggles all the way on.  Fortunately I caught them--note to self, hold them in your hand or around your neck next time!  Or better yet, just wear them!

And again, the cold didn't grab my attention too much, since it was time to swim.  57 degrees on a cold morning 7:30am jump.  Easing in from the beach can be so much worse, since you have time to think about it.  Anyway, I spent a few moments memorizing the layout of the other swimmers in the group, the kayakers, and my landmarks and took off.  Early on I was ahead, but I think I mixed well in with everyone, since I took an occasional moment to just look around and take things in.  Swimming in the middle of the bay.  Between Alcatraz and SF.  Between the Golden Gate and Bay bridges.  As the sun is rising above the morning clouds.  Yeah, it was kind of gorgeous.  

Overall, I felt strong, especially in the last third of the swim.  Hands got cold, and I still need to work on body rotation more when wearing a wetsuit, but the whole swim felt good.  Getting to shore was great, it's awesome that it no longer feels mostly like relief from crazy cold at this moment.  Dried off, found some coffee, and headed out.  

Great swim, I think I need to go back for some more next year.  Next up will be 1.5k at the Marin Tri in two weeks, the last open water swim for my season.  

Oh yeah, 1.31 miles in 55 mins.  But I wasn't thinking about that much, I was there to swim, not race.  It's funny to think that I first started seriously learning to swim a little over a year ago, and first swam in the bay back in March.  I had some modest goals for this year, but have gone well past them.