Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Training for life...

I was chatting with my new trainer recently about my struggles to get enough calories in my system to keep from burning out on long runs or particularly intense workouts. I told him that I used to be a "big" guy and it wasn't easy for me to get my head around the idea of eating 3500 calories a day. He responded that he had a hard time getting his head around the idea of me being a "big" guy, so I sent him this picture from the 2011 Portland Marathon.
October 2011, Portland Marathon Finish

I was 40 years old and pushing 200 pounds at the time. I had trained for 16 weeks leading up to the marathon, but all that running only took about five pounds off me. I wasn't training particularly hard since my only goal at that time was just to make it through 26.2 miles without keeling over. I finished the marathon in 4 hours 50 minutes and struggled mightily, but I finished. I was happy.

A few months later I decided I wanted to take my fitness more seriously. I wanted to be a better runner, but I also just wanted to be all around more athletic, healthy and fit. I found a trainer who was holding boot camp classes not far from me, so I went to one. I thought since I had finished a marathon that I had to be in OK shape, but I quickly learned otherwise. I ran to the bathroom halfway through the first class and threw up. I was embarrassed and frustrated and had almost convinced myself not to come back to anymore classes.

There was this voice in my head, though, that said, "That's exactly why you need to go back." So I did. Three nights a week I went. Consistently. I didn't let myself make excuses to not go. Each night it got better. I didn't throw up again. Pretty soon the other people in the class were struggling to keep up with me. We ran stairs. We did broad jumps. We bear crawled across the gym and back. It was as lot of sweaty work. I was still running two or three times a week and I was getting faster. I lost a bit over 10 pounds.
August 2012, Crater Lake Half Marathon Finish

The classes came to an end and I decided to hire the trainer as a personal trainer. I told him I wanted to be a better runner, to be lighter, stronger, faster. But I also wanted to keep my overall fitness high. Running is a great endurance sport, but fitness includes strength and flexibility. Running doesn't do much for you in those areas (trail running does include some strength building, but I wasn't trail running at the time).

He was tough on me, and I learned a lot about my physical capabilities. We sprinted and did park workouts, we squatted and pressed and did a whole lot of jumping. I lost 15 pounds in my first five weeks and another ten the next five. At one point my trainer held a dowel up about four feet off the ground and said, "Jump over this 20 times." I gave him my "You're a nut job" look and he told me that if I didn't at least try it, I could find another trainer. So I did. I jumped over it. Twenty times. And that's the moment I learned confidence in my physical abilities.

Since then I've continued training at the gym and running. I began trail running seriously about a year ago - it took me a few months to warm up to it, but I was burned out on road running and the trails have re-invigorated me. I have a new strength training coach who I'm very happy with, and I'm doing my first 50K trail run in two months. My health and fitness are great for being 44 years old... BMI is 23, body fat is 10%, VO2 max is 65 and my resting heart rate is 45-50 BPM. My doctor tells me my blood pressure is good, my cholesterol levels are ideal and I should keep doing what I'm doing. I'm strong and I have good endurance... I still need to work on flexibility, though.

Fitness is a lot of work, especially in our society where we do everything we can to NOT move. There's no magic formula. You have to move. You have to not eat like an asshole. It's not easy, especially as we get older, but if I can do it - especially with no athletic background before I hit my 40s - anyone can. And the good news is, once you get to a fit state, it's a lot easier to maintain it than it was to get there.


Monday, March 9, 2015

Relax... Slow Down... Have a Beer...


My long run in the Gorge this past weekend was a "step back" run of only 16 miles. Only. Of course, when you climb 5600 feet over those 16 miles - most of that was really in the middle four miles slogging up the tricky, rocky and very technical Wyeth Trail - it feels a lot longer. I knew it was going to be a nasty climb. I didn't realize it was going to be quite THAT nasty. I should have looked a little more closely at the topo map.

What to do when a run turns out to be a lot tougher than expected? Relax. Don't sweat your pace. Enjoy it. The weather was unbeatable - low 60s under a clear blue sky. I had a brand new Sony compact digital cam with me, so I took the opportunity to get some pretty fantastic pictures. The Gorge is a great place for photography, even if, like me, you're not a particularly good photographer. Just point it somewhere and shoot. You'll get a cool picture.

More pictures
https://plus.google.com/photos/108216029714705859702/albums/6123709451452847841

Also relatively new on this run - my shoes. My attempts to deal with my calf strain issues have led me back from a neutral shoe like the Inov-8 Trailroc to the Brooks Cascadia. I wore the Brooks on last week's long run in Forest Park, too, but the trails there are more forgiving. Less rocky. Less steep. Overall, I'd say I don't mind these shoes. They're heavier than my Trailrocs, but they were pretty comfortable and they dry out a lot faster - yes, I purposefully slipped... I mean, uh... stepped in a stream to find out! Footing was good with them and I didn't experience any ankle rolls, despite the Wyeth Trail's best efforts. I'm not sure if they're doing anything for my calves, but I don't supinate in them as much as in my neutral shoes.

I'm done with the crazy hill climbs for a while. My 50k race only has about 4000 feet of uphill. Over 32 miles, that's not bad at all. I'm going to stick closer to the Gorge 400 trail, which doesn't have the crazy climbs but provides some decent technical work and fantastic scenery. I'll still run up in Forest Park, of course, but there's no point in killing myself on hills at this point, especially with my calves being so delicate. Injuring myself before the race is not a good plan for successfully completing the race!