Archive for March 16, 2012

What was shaping up to be a great weekend of racing is starting to look pretty suspect.

Landry’s cold that kept her out of school this week became “Daddy’s cold” a couple days later.

I’ve got a sore throat, headache, general “achey-ness and my voice is all but gone.

PR this weekend?  Highly doubtful.

I was concerned that being a little bit beaten down at this stage of Boston training was going to rear it’s head, and in a state of reduced immunity – I would contract whatever bug Landry had on Monday.  It took a couple of days and “sure as shootin'” as they say in Texas, I’ve got a Texas-sized cold.

Today as Landry and Dawn dropped me at the airport for my flights out East to Norfolk, Landry is back to just about 100%.

It seems like I am about 2-days in arears with her symptoms, so possibly I will be able to pull it out on Sunday and put up a decent race.

I have not run in three days and will only go for a short shake-out 2 miles on Saturday morning to test things out a bit.

My legs feel rested and strong – but the rest of the machine is feeling pretty lousy.

Instead of worrying too much about mile splits and trying to force the issue on Sunday – I am going to run by feel instead – post an opening mile :10 or :15 off of what we normally would at the start of a half-marathon and then try to fall into our target pace around 6:20-6:25 to see how that feels over mile 2.

If I am running free and easy, we’ll stay with it as long as we can.  If I am already struggling to hold pace – which should not be the case that early in the game – I’ll back off and just turn this into a glorified up-tempo training run and hope to run something around 6:35 or so.

It will still be a solid workout – but not the race we were hoping for – as this was shaping up to be our time-trial event for Boston now just 4 weeks away.  That is the thing that is always interesting for the amateur marathoner – life, responsibilities, a sick little daughter or even a lost wallet a day before a trip filled with flights, rental cars and hotel stays (don’t even get me started on that situation) can conspire to alter our plans.

The fact of the matter is, we’re not professional athletes.  All we can do is go out there and do our best.  Let the chips fall where they may.

So for Shamrock this weekend, I’m going to try to run my race and do the best I can.  Whatever the clock says on Sunday morning around 8:30 a.m. EST will have to be good enough.  I’m determined not to beat myself up too much over a “flat” race and reload for the final push to the starting line in Boston.

So far we’ve run average at the Texas Half in January, Tremendous at the Austin Half in February – perhaps we are due for another “average” day in Virginia this weekend and the pattern will hold where we have a tremendous Boston Marathon in April.

That’s the “A” race we’ve been training so hard for over the past several months.  Sunday’s race in Virginia Beach is one that we’ll just have to be satisfied with our effort under less than ideal circumstances and not worry too awful much if the time on the clock is something we are not excited about.

Everybody gets knocked down from time to time.  Dom taught me that lesson over and over during his battle with cancer.  It’s not a matter of getting knocked down, it’s a matter of getting back up.

Here’s to picking ourself up, dusting ourself off and getting back up on Sunday morning.  Don’t count us out just yet.