Monday, June 17, 2013
On August 20, 2012 I wrote: The next adventure translates to reach the hot, round, and yellow star that is above us. And with that I will secure a special place in the asylum sharing with nuts individuals that will continue doing nothing else than piling more Half Marathons underneath the bed. There will not be any more movements towards anywhere, no other dimensions, no other solar systems, nowhere, just moving around in circles around the star because when I arrive there I will become one of the Masters of the Asylum and I will be fried. 52 Half Marathons in a year...
Landing On The Sun: 52 Half Marathons in 52 Weeks has become a matter of fact. I can say that I am glad I did it though I hesitated several times on continuing doing it. The major challenge of all was not being at home during the weekends with my hubby, and not having any day to actually sleep in. Though most of the races were in Western Washington and relatively close, just the fact of getting up early, drive, run, drive back, shower, eat, and nap, made the whole weekend day unavailable for anything else. It's done now and I loved ALL the races. I am taking a well deserved 3-month period of not racing. I’ll keep running and I may race only 2 or 3 short races at most before my next Marathon in Ohio (Sep 21). So, if you are encouraged, come and visit. It takes time, but it feels great up here, and HOT!
The greatest thanks to my hubby for his unconditional support.
Here are the stats for this 52-week cycle which started and finished with the same race: Berry Dairy, in Burlington, WA, from 6/16/12 to 6/15/13.
Stats: 52 Half Marathons in 52 weeks. 46 in Western Washington, 2 in Eastern Washington, 2 in Oregon, 2 in British Columbia, Canada.
Fastest: 1:45:23 – JBLM, Lakewood, WA - Sep 15, 2012
Slowest: 2:08:58 – Lake Sammamish, WA – Mar 09, 2013
Favorite Race Overall: Capital City, Olympia, WA (tough decision between Capital and North Olympic Discovery, NODM, Port Angeles, WA – didn’t like the profile of the latter).
Favorite Course: Edmonds USRA, Edmonds, WA
Least Favorite Course: Labor Day, Redmond, WA
Favorite Shirt: NODM
Favorite Bling: NODM & Capital City
Favorite Division Award: Seattle, Tacoma City, Capital City, NODM
Hilliest: Edmonds USRA, Edmonds, WA & Round Mountain, Naches, WA
Flattest: First Call (Spring, Presidents & Veterans), Bothell, WA
Most Scenic: NODM & Round Mountain, Naches, WA
Wettest: Abbotsford, BC, Canada.
Driest: Sage Rat, Sunnyside, WA
Coldest: Veterans Day, Bothell, WA – 11/10/12 – 30F
Hottest: Moon Run, Olympia, WA – 7/7/12 - 84F
Closest: Edmonds, USRA – 7.5 miles – 15 min
Furthest: Helvetia, Hillsboro, OR – 207 miles – 3h 20 min
Hardest: Lake Sammamish, WA (Very sick during that week, 80 hours without food before the race.
Easiest: Edmonds, USRA (definitely, hills is what I like)!
In My Heart: Seattle
Monday, May 27, 2013
When you are pursuing a specific challenge within a specific time limit, you gotta do what you gotta do. In my case (reaching the sun) means driving around no matter what or where. I am about to finish my 52 Half Marathons in one year, so go figure.
On Sat May 18, I drove to the EAST side of the mountains, 190 miles, 3 hours, accompanied by a friend. The race: Sage Rat, a point to point Half Marathon from Sunnyside to Prosser. As I used to live in this side of the state I felt the nostalgia of the dry country and the well-known vegetation (or lack thereof?) It was a hot day for Seattleites standards and I had nothing but to accommodate the pace to avoid overheating. I learned in the Moon Run race last year how to run in the heat, and it pays off. For the first miles I maintained a comfortable high 9ish pace, and at mile 7 felt acclimated and I was able to push it then. The strategy worked again and I had a very nice negative split (splits below). The finish line was fantastic, a lot of great food, gigantic medals and a cute sage rat medal for division winners. I got second in my age group with 1:58:46.
I drove back immediately after to the WEST side not to home, but to the capital, Olympia. Noteworthy to mention that I was distracted talking to my co-pilot and took I-90 East. Yes, this Goddess of directions (because I am indeed pretty good at it) made a huge mistake and had to drive 26 miles each way to come back to the junction of I-82/I-90W. We laughed and decided to see it as “a couple of marathons” in our way.
We stayed at The Governors hotel and that was the treat of the weekend: Just to slide the balcony door of our room, and we could literally jump to the finish line; so worth it. We picked up the packet, had dinner and went to bed, but the best of all is that I could sleep in till almost race time. Only needed to get up, get ready, and get out of the hotel. How good was that?
The race was fantastic as always, but without rain this year. Last 2 years had been pouring (which I love, BTW). I finished strong with an 1:55:40 and got 3rd in my division, a nice plaque that couldn’t be handled to me right away because they messed up with the bib # and chip, and had me as a Robert, male 51. They promised to mail it.
Following weekend, on Sat May 25, was the turn to drive SOUTH: 180 miles (3 hrs again) to St. Helens, Oregon for Race Against Child Abuse. It was a small local race for a great cause, and again what made it worthy was not the additional race to pile to my stats, but the amazing ladies I met: The Honey Badgers of Oregon. After chatting and getting to know each other, we started together the race as a nice female six-pack (yes, we all look that good too.) The course, designed by some of these ladies was gorgeous. A portion of the course ran by my beloved favorite river in the world, my Columbia River, and then about 4+miles in the woods, in a beautiful mountain setting. Did I mention “mountain”? Yes, we had a 2-mile climb that was absolutely beautiful. We started to spread about mile 4 but seeing the girls in the out and back was great. One of them, Christine, is my age, and she not only got the division, but was the overall female winner with a strong 1:51 in that challenging course. I ran the course in 1:58:06
And on Sun May 26 I drove NORTH to Abbotsford, Canada, for Run for Water, another super awesome Half Marathon, worth, worth of doing, supporting Ethiopia's communities. It was very well organized, great course, amazing volunteers, great medals, and the best food EVER. Chocolate milk, bagels, bananas, oranges, PB, jelly, boiled eggs, the most delicious yogurt with pistachios, other nuts, and fruits; you name it. The race occurred under my favorite weather conditions: 52F, overcast, zero wind, and non-stop rain. I love to run in the rain as you can’t believe. I couldn’t get wetter. I finished 4th place in the division with 1:51:11.
Race #207: Capital City, Olympia, WA
13.1- 0:45 (7:39)
Race #208: Race Against Child Abuse, St. Helens, OR
Race # 209: Run For Water – Abbotsford, Canada
Splits in min/Km as it was in K country
21.1 - 0:29 (4:50min/Km)
21.1 - 0:29 (4:50min/Km)
Sunday, May 12, 2013
After finishing my 100th HM at Tacoma City and celebrating with many friends my milestone, I went back to the course to mile 25 to cheer on my friends and to pace my dear Maria for the last mile in her Boston Qualifying quest: 3:45. I was frantically texting with our common friend Marie to know where Maria was and how she was doing. Marie told me that she had just run at mile 21 with Maria and that she was ahead of pacer. I was in a corner before the last water station, exact location 25.1 mile. Three young girls are cheering on every single runner. I saw 3:25 pacer running by, texted Marie back and forth, and after I saw the 3:40 pacer I put my phone away.
When the 3:45 pacer was approaching I noticed that Maria was not with him, I started to freak out. Then I saw her may be 5 seconds behind, and told the girls: This is it. Here she comes. The girls started screaming: Go Maria, Maria, you can do it, only one mile to go. Maria was running with Marc Frommer what gave me great relief.
As soon as we passed the hydration station, Maria stopped and said: I can't do it. I told her "you've gotta go. You can't stop now, only one mile to go”. The pacer was separating from us and he was about 10 seconds ahead now. I gently put my right hand in her back pushing her, and told her, we gotta keep going. Maria started running again, and 10 seconds later she stopped again saying I can't do it. I replied: YOU MUST do it. I pushed her again now not so gently and she kept going. I told her as soon we turned around the corner this slight uphill is gone, then will be flat till mile 26, and the last .2 are downhill. We turned into Pacific and about mile 25.6 Maria started to slow down. The pacer is now about 20 seconds away. I understand distance and velocity well, and I knew that we still had chance to press on to reach the pacer, but seconds were golden and we couldn’t afford to lose any of them. I pushed her again literally with my hands on her back, she accelerated and yelled at me: NO ME TOQUES !!! (DON'T TOUCH ME in Spanish); I yelled back, "Fine, I won't touch you but you must keep going." Marc was on my left, Maria on my right and to avoid touching her I moved to the left to leave Marc in the middle. She goes, sorry Lizzie. I told her: “don't worry HATE ME today, hate me if you want to, puke if you have to, but you can’t slow down. We need to pass the pacer, we are getting close." I totally knew and understood what was at stake, I knew the regret if missing it by a matter of seconds, and I knew that she had the guts to push the pace, so I could care less that she had yelled at me...Then, we passed the pacer, Maria moved to the middle, and I think this moment was huge because that gave her the confidence she needed (somebody captured this moment with a great photo).
|After passing the pacer|
|Look at the clock, look at the clock|
|Maria, look at the clock|
|Keep your eyes on the clock|
|You got it Maria, YOU GOT THIS|
|She sees the clock and she knows she's got it|
|The most beautiful expression.|
|I asked her: Can I touch now? And she said: YOU CAN TOUCH ME ALL YOU WANT!!!|