While out running, I often have thoughts that, from a coaching perspective, seem worth sharing. Then I get home and make a cup of coffee and run out of time. This one seemed important and I have the day mostly off, so here goes:
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Tuesday, October 19, 2021
Monday, April 26, 2021
This past weekend, two of my runners ran the Glass City Marathon half and full marathons. It's the first time any of my athletes have raced, in person, since the start of the pandemic over a year ago. I'm always proud of and excited for my athletes when they race, but these two were really special.
Stephen was supposed to run the Detroit Free Press Marathon in fall of 2019, but injuries kept him from that starting line. He set his sights on Glass City in April of 2020; we all know what happened to that. He deferred to Glass City 2021. We revised, we communicated. We kept training relevant. And, in the end, having more time to accumulate mileage and become a stronger runner, physically and mentally, likely left him better prepared than had he run that marathon in 2019. He had more time to practice fueling, more time to practice what happens when a run doesn't go the way you'd hoped it would, more time to learn what it feels like to be out there, running, for hours. And he continued to trust me and stick with the plan. Come race day, he executed every detail like a pro. I'm actually jealous of his execution! I wish I'd paced and fueled as well as he did in my first marathon! Negative splits. Final mile was the fastest. Pace was exactly where it should have been; no ridiculously fast first miles. Took his fuel. Hydrated. And finished his first marathon strong. I'm so proud of him. More proud than I ever realized I'd be, because I know every little detail that went into making this happen. Every injury, doubt, success, question. Every mile. Lows and highs. Really, we've been working on this since October of 2018. To have someone trust you enough to get you to the finish line of their first marathon is an honor, but to watch him continue to show dedication and discipline during a pandemic, when a lot of people weren't mentally or emotionally able to leave the house, let alone train for a marathon, was even more inspiring.
Stefanie isn't one of my runners in the traditional sense. She's actually an amazing running Coach, as well as a Physical Therapist who writes awesome strength workouts for runners. She's also a friend. When she asked me to write a training plan for her to get her ready for her upcoming trail 50k I was frankly honored. She usually writes her own training plans, but needed me to take this off her plate or her right now since she's so busy. The fact that someone I really respect trusted me with her training for such a big goal made me feel really great. It's really easy for me to fall victim to imposter syndrome. "Why would anyone want to work with me when they could work with (fill in the blank with someone who's resume is shinier than mine)?" So when Stef asked for my help she threw some really solid support my way. There have been a lot of conversations about the lack of women in distance run coaching roles lately. It's getting better, but it's so easy feel like you're surrounded, primarily, by men. I mean, my own coach is a man! (And he's wonderful, but hello, irony.) So women, vocally support other women! Let them know you think they're badass. Let them know they inspire you. Many of us are so used to being quiet. Not taking up space. Less is more. More flies with honey. And that's me. I'm not loud. I'm not interested in attracting attention. And this means that sometimes I'm overlooked. The power of Stef's reaching out showed me that we need to do more to support and elevate each other.
Stef ran the half marathon at Glass City as a workout. No taper. She was in the middle of ultra marathon training. The most tapering she did was to cut back on strength work that week. She's in the middle of clinical rotations. And she ran her fastest time since an injury a few years ago! I was impressed with her finish time, but equally so with her positive attitude and focus on process and progress. All I ever want for any runner is for them to enjoy the process, work hard, and find joy in the sport.
I miss racing. I can't wait to toe the line. We've been extremely cautious throughout the Covid-19 pandemic, and I feel optimistic that I'll feel comfortable for my June race. Maybe a little race-rusty, but it's a trail 50k, so I'll have plenty of time to shake off the cobwebs. In the meantime, I'm pretty happy to live vicariously through my athletes and their hard-earned successes.
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
There have been several times since I graduated college that I thought it would be fun to work in fitness. But leaving a career in which I'd invested so much time and money seemed insane and scary. By the end of the 16-17 school year, not leaving seemed more insane and scary. But I still wasn't sure what I wanted to do. I've worked since I was 16. I started looking for full time admin jobs, but only had one interview out of who knows how many applications. I subbed, but I really just don't like teaching. And it finally hit me that I need to pursue coaching more actively. I've been coaching a few runners here and there, but I've never put myself out there before. Once I started working on this, everything clicked. I can't ever think of a time in my life I've felt so creative. Creating my website, articulating my philosophy, choosing a name, talking to other coaches, designing a logo...I've been so excited working on this in a way I've never felt excited about other projects. I've wanted to draw and write and create. I started working with a new runner and, as usual, the process of learning her goals and creating her program from scratch is fun and exciting and gives me joy. And then, a week or so into the process, I was volunteering at packet pickup at our local running store, RUNdetroit. One of their staff was about to go on maternity leave, and it had occurred to me to offer to help out while she was gone. Turns out they had also been planning to ask me if I was interested! So now, when someone asks me what I "do," I tell them I work at a specialty running store and coach. And that makes me proud. And I look forward to working with more runners and sharing my knowledge and passion for our sport. I look forward to learning more every day as a runner and coach myself. It's scary putting this out there; as another coach and friend said, we're our own worst critics, always questioning whether we're good enough. But I love what I'm doing enough to take the leap and say, "I'm a running coach." And that gives me joy. www.brave-running.com
Tuesday, February 27, 2018
Glass City Marathon
Sunday, April 22, 2018, 7:00 am
PR: Beat 3:32:15 (last April, same race)
BQ: 3:40 for F35-40 (I'll age up before Boston 2019)
I'd love to run a 3:28. I'd be thrilled with anything faster than my PR. I'd be lying if I said I'd be happy with a 3:35. While that should be enough extra time to earn a Boston bib, I've had my heart broken in the past. Last year, I had a BQ+2:45. Historically, the most extra time needed was BQ+2:28 . This year, it was BQ+3:23. So I'd rather just run a PR and feel confident I've earned my bib. Registration isn't until September. That's a long time to wonder!
I think I can do it. Every time I've trained for and run a marathon, I've learned a lot. It took six half marathons for a breakthrough race and PR. This is only my fifth marathon, so I'll understand if I'm just not there yet. But I think I'm doing what I need to earn that PR.
- Serious strength training 2x/week at Detroit Body Garage
- Mini bands, home strength training, and core 3x/week
- Stretching and rolling almost every day
- A little more weekly mileage
- Really improved diet, making sure I eat as much real food as possible and more protein/carbs
- Better hydration
- Resting like a champ
- Addressing how my cycle affects my hormones, which really affects my running, with some help from Dr. Stacy Sims' book, Roar.
Wednesday, January 3, 2018
2017 Chicago Marathon was rough. It was the worst race I've ever run. It was hot, humid, and sunny. I didn't hydrate properly in the week leading up to the race. I was sick. In fact, I'm still sick as I write this. And I had bad PMS. Everything fell apart. I was pulled off the course into a med. area. I walked a lot. I ran my slowest time by a lot; no where even close to my April time or my goal time. But instead of getting pissed at myself, which up until that point would be my response, I just wanted to finish. I didn't want to quit the Chicago Marathon. Up until that point, my competitive, type A, perfectionist personality would only perceive achieving my time goals as "good enough." Somehow, on that day, something allowed me to just let go of all that and accept the reality of the situation. Maybe it was seeing people all around me in similar situations. Running sideways because their quads were destroyed. Walking. Stopping. Sitting. Crying. Refusing help. Accepting help. Medics running down the course with wheelchairs. But something clicked, and I was just so grateful to finish. Grateful to have the opportunity to be there. Grateful knowing I was doing something hard, something that made life worth living. I cried through that finish line, something I've never done before.
Sometimes the finish of the 2017 Glass City Marathon comes back to me. Arms out, flying across the finish line. Jumping on Jason and screaming, "I'm fucking going!" (I'm not). The feeling that it was (almost) easy. The feeling of being able to pick it up in the last mile. But Chicago comes back more often. When workouts get hard, when I want to quit, when something in life sucks, the knowledge that I made it through the carnage gives me hope I can endure.
My sweet, dear friend Amanda came with me to a root canal attempt (visit two) and to a root canal with the endodontist (visit three). It definitely helped to have her there the first time. The second time, I was so high on gas I couldn't drive for a while after. We had a hilarious time going to Babies R Us. But the fear I experienced leading into the day I went for the root canal and extraction was the worst, and I knew I wouldn't make it through without Jason. And here's where the learning experience came in. I'm very self-reliant. I do not like thinking anyone else has to worry about me or do things for me or help me. It manifests and being very organized and detail-oriented. If I plan everything, map out every detail, and account for every variable, no one will have to worry about me or anything I'm involved in, right? Well, as noted above, dental work really isn't in my control. Hell for someone like me. So what's Jason going to do? Sit there and watch? It's not like he could do the damn extraction for me, and even if he could, he still had just as much potential to hurt me as the dentist. Then, because they had so much work to do, they had a lot of stuff set up in the room and he couldn't even come in with me anyway! Learning experience, personal growth: Just having him sit next to me in the waiting room, holding my hand, just knowing he was in the waiting room while I was having the work done, just having him with me in the car and at home afterwards, was all the peace I needed. It was magic. Again, irrational, I know. It's not like he could have actually do the dental work. But my self-reliant brain actually allowed for the fact that, sometimes, we just need someone to be there. More specifically, the people who love us most. And if you know us, you know Jason's always there. At marathons, at concerts, on the highway with a flat tire, and at the dentist's office. And he always will be. But some of us have hard heads and don't always fully internalize that we need help. I hope everyone's lucky enough to have people at their metaphorical dentist's office.
More marathons and more dental work in 2018. I can't say I'm looking forward to the dental work, but I'm looking forward to whatever these experiences present.
Monday, December 11, 2017
- Running books
- The Road to Sparta (Dean Karnazes)
- I loved this book! Very different than Run! or Ultramarathon Man. Karnazes has a specific voice. Very confident, very vocal. His book conveyed his journey to trace Phidipedes steps, as well as his journey to connect with his ancestors, in way that was so poetic, so beautiful, that I felt connected. I wanted to be Greek. I wanted to there.
- The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner (Alan Sillitoe)
- Classic short story about running. As a runner, I'm glad I read it. As a reader, it didn't really do much for me. It's short, so I'd say read it, just so you know what it's about.
- Anatomy for Runners (Jay Dicharry)
- If you're a runner you have to read this book. Anatomy and physiology. PT exercises. A functional movement assessment.
- Stephen King
- Pet Sematary
- I love every Stephen King book I've read. This was no exception. Suspenseful. Plot twists. Scary, but not too scary. Great story.
- Salem's Lot
- Another great novel. Scarier than Pet Sematary. Highly recommend.
- The Dark Tower: The Gunslinger
- This is the one King novel that I almost didn't finish. It was so slow for most of the novel. I almost fell asleep reading it several times. Got better towards the end, and I'll continue the series.
- Just After Sunset (short story collection)
- King is a master! Each story felt like it could have been a novel, but he managed to contain it as a short.
- The Chemist (Stephanie Meyer, also wrote Twilight and The Host)
- Loved this book! I also loved Meyer's other books. This one was refreshingly different. I almost forgot she wrote it.
- Into the Water (Paula Hawkins, also wrote Girl on the Train)
- I think I liked this better than Girl on the Train. It didn't get great reviews, but I really enjoyed it.
Wednesday, December 6, 2017
|Wolski and Warzecha Took ChiTown|
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