Flying Piggies

Yay! Just got back from Cincinnati and one of my favorite races, The Flying Pig. This time however I did the half and not the full. (And boy am I glad!)

Even though this event is hard it is so much fun. I actually went back and forth on whether or not Bill and I should drive the course beforehand so I could see what I was in for. I eventually just let it up to chance though...no need to make myself crazy. I am kind of glad that I didn't drive it, because there were some majorly unexpected hills that might have psyched me out and lots of unexpected down hills which I would have been looking for way too early I'm sure. I was already feeling a bit nervous since I hadn't logged a single mile in three weeks (yikes).

This time my for real goal was 10:30 pace (lately I've been telling people 10:30 and secretly hoping for lower). I figured this was a good goal considering my lack of training and the difficulty of the course.

Of course, it was pouring down rain at the start. Yuck. I don't mind running in the rain, but I hate standing around in it, sopping wet, knowing that I will be uncomfortable because of it later. For this reason (and others) I was so glad that I wasn't in for the whole thing.

Right off the bat, I forgot about the minor hill leading up to the road to the bridge. Small but steep, it reminded me of some of the hills in the Queens half marathon. Bleh. My legs didn't react well and I knew I was kind of in for it.

But here's the funny thing: all of the hills I remembered as being torturous were actually not so bad. It was the little ones I didn't remember that sucked. So I just held back in the first few miles and took it easy.

The thing that is great about the Flying Pig is all of the crowd support. It seems to multiply every year. There weren't really any places on the course that were too deserted, and some places (like in front of my old workplace) were as crowded as they are for the NYC marathon.

I am pretty sure they changed the course a little bit though, adding a killer hill in right before we went into the park. Luckily, my all time favorite water stop was there to inspire me. (In the FP the water stops are manned by different volunteer organizations who compete for best water stop.) For some reason I find the guys at this water stop hilarious. (I think they are the Avondale Running Club). I never know if this is because I am tired/not looking forward to the worst hills on the course or if they really are truly inspirational/hilarious. Anyway, they play music over loud speakers and then the guys were singing "Running on, and running on, and running on. The Gatorade is in the green cups, the Gatorade is in the green cups. And running on, and running on..." and they are very enthusiastic and clap and tell you you are awesome and it's just very fun.

I was so dreading the Eden Park hill, remembering that Gina and I thought it was way worse than Harlem Hill. But you know what? Running it this time I was like "Wait. What was the big deal?" I'm pretty sure there are actually worse hills on the course. And this hill actually has a bit of a plateau in the middle of it. Not bad at all!

At this point I felt great, AND I knew from my segmentation of the course (which was ingrained in my head from so many years/times of running the course) that the worst parts were over!

When I got to the split though (marathoners to the right, half marathoners to the left) I was like "all right already." I also decided that I needed to cut myself some slack...as in, not sign up for so many difficult races. I mean seriously, am I a glutton for punishment? It kind of made me laugh.

On Gilbert some woman was like "It's all downhill from here!" But having heard this a million times on a million courses and found it not to be true I was skeptical. And then I saw a man on the side of the rode that said "Once you hit that cell tower you have about 2 miles of downhills!" THAT I could believe because it was so specific. :) The cell tower looked close, but it seemed to take forever to get there. And boy was he not kidding. There was so much downhill that I had to slow way down in order to make sure I didn't hammer my quads.

By mile 11 I was mentally done. So it was a good thing I saw the Avondale Running Club again. This time they were singing "You can make it, you can make it." Which is, consequently what I had stuck in my head for the rest of the race.

As I turned into the finishing corral I was spent, but spent in a good way. I felt like I couldn't have done any better for that race, so I was happy.

Oh yeah, and I averaged a 10:12 pace. Pretty good :)

Cincinnati Running

This past week was my first time running back in Cincinnati since the Flying Pig. I decided to hit the Lunken Bike Path, because I wimped out on the Cincinnati hills. Plus, it was conveniently located and I could keep track of my mileage (each loop is 5 miles). So...I realized that running in Cincinnati vs New York is really really quite different!

CINCY: Humidity is out of control
NY: Humidity is WAY out of control (my parents think it is because I live in a concrete jungle).

CINCY:I counted 12 bunnies in my path on my run
NY: The only wildlife I've ever seen in Central Park are pigeons, wrens and carriage horses

CINCY: Bikers who announce their presence politely and stay out of your way
NY: Bikers who try to run you over and then curse you out for something or other

CINCY:About 6 other runners on a Saturday morning
NY:Too many runners/walkers/bikers/tourists to count

CINCY:I can hear my footfalls
NY: I can hear traffic

CINCY: When you are finished you get in your car and drive to get home
NY: When you are finished you get on the subway and try to stay as far away from people as you can since you are disgustingly sweaty

I also noticed that the humidity is DIFFERENT. This was weird to me, because I always thought humidity was humidity, but I guess I was wrong. For the first time, I actually FELT it in my lungs. It felt like it was pressing down on them and made the first mile or so hard to breathe until I got used to it. I was also very surprised that New York seems to be MORE humid. I always thought Cincinnati was the most humid place around. Of course, I am not gauging this through any scientific method...just the ponytail test. My ponytail wasn't soaked through after my 10 miles like it usually is in New York after my warm-up.

Anyway, I'm sure Coach Ramon has some crazy hill workout planned for us tomorrow. So I'm glad that today is a rest day. :)

Great Hill? Ha!

New York has NOTHING when it comes to hills! Especially when you are comparing to Cincinnati.

Saturday I got to run with my old training group while I was in Cincy. It was fun, especially since my old running buddy, Sarah, was there. They were scheduled for an 18 mile run, but according to my plan I was supposed to do my big 20 miles. So I got to the Running Spot extra early (yuck) and ran 2 miles before the group workout. The first thing I noticed was how DIFFERENT the hills were. I mean, in Central Park there are lots of hills, but they are also separated by flat land. In Cincinnati, it is hill after hill after hill. And Great Hill in Central Park? Maybe it is the size of a small hill in Cincy. Maybe. I could feel it in my knees immediately. But I still maintained my <9:00 minute mile pace on those first two, so I was happy.

I was glad to see that the course we were running did follow the Pig course...including the new changes. But we also added on Millionaire's Mile in the beginning , which has some brutal hills. Sarah and I started out our run at a sub 9:00 minute mile and it was very apparent that we wouldn't be able to do that for long. The hills were just too killer. So we slowed down a bit (reminding each other that if one of us was holding the other back that the other should just go ahead).

The first 9 miles was cake for me. It was after that, that I was really feeling it. I even had to take some Tylenol 8-hour at the truck (thank goodness for the truck). I'm sure Sarah was thinking I had a huge potty mouth around the second half of the run. I just could not get over the hills.

As we started up to Eden Park I was really dying. We only had 5 more miles left but they were all of the killer hills on the course. Sarah needed to walk, and I needed to as well, so I am SO GLAD that she did. I was only pushing through the pain because I was running with her (which is a stupid thing to do). We walked up the hill leading into Eden Park and started running again at Mirror Lake, where we did a few laps to add on (the course was only 16.5 miles so we decided to add on 2 there). Up the killer, most humongous hill on the course we passed another runner who was honking like a goose (???). And then, of course another hill on the way back to Victory Parkway.

That one we had to walk again. And of course, who should come up behind us, but Coach Joe. (They always see you when you are slacking!). He walked with us up the hill and we talked about how we were really feeling it. He made me feel better though, because he said this was a REALLY REALLY hard 16.5 mile course because of all the hills (including some killer ones that are not actually on the course) and the placement of the hills (the worst ones at the end). He said the difficulty made it more like a 19 or even 20 mile run.

We finished and I logged a 3:20.28 for my 20 miles. Gone were my hopes in the back of my head that for some miracle reason my 8:45 pace last week was close to my marathon goal pace (I didn't really have THAT much hope for that anyway). But my 20 mile runs are usually pretty darn accurate in predicting how my marathons will go...so I am VERY pleased with a 10 minute pace on that killer course. ESPECIALLY since we walked twice.

Thank goodness for Sarah too! Not only did she make my run much more enjoyable (we talked the WHOLE time) but she pushed me to run well on that course! If you're interested, you can read her account of the run here.

I think next week I have a 14-miler, so I am just going to bask in this lovely , lovely taper!