A couple of additional thoughts…
My favorite point in Sunday’s race was about 1.5 miles after I’d been following Fit Woman, she finally took a moment to turn back and look at me. That millisecond where she turned her head gave me such intense satisfaction, in a “made you look” way, it still makes me smile. I didn’t realize how much I’d enjoy being a threat.
Also, since it was the first time I really raced someone, it was enlightening to find that focusing on her took a lot of attention off myself. In my March 1st 10k, all I could think about was my legs, my constant spitting and ragged breathing. This Sunday, I basically bore a hole into that woman’s shoulder for 3 miles, ignored my surroundings and spent much less time internally complaining, so concentrated on what would happen next.
On Heart Rate: I wore my monitor for this race, as I did at the last 10K and the comparison is interesting. Granted, March 1st was a much colder day, 25 windchill, while Sunday was 61, so this definitely plays a role, but still, this Sunday my MaxHR got into 5K territory (so glad I had hidden the HR screen or I’d have freaked). It’s almost enough to make me reevaluate my Max, but not.
March 1st, 44:48, avg HRR 87%, last 2 miles avg. 90%, Max 91% (184).
Tough race, felt difficult.
April 19th, 42:40, avg HRR 89%, last 2 miles avg. 93%, Max 94% (188).
Felt in control and strong.
That’s it for race wrap-up musings. Moving on…
Yesterday, after spending the morning rooting for my BQ gals (who all did wonderfully!), I finally got out for an easy 7 in a downpour which turned out to be quite a beautiful run. Today, I’m set for speedwork, which was supposed to be 5x2k @ 10k pace w/3min. rec’s, but after having just raced a 10k, screw that – I’m going for 6 x 800 @5k pace w/90sec. rec’s, a much easier and fun alternative.
And happiness, oh happiness, rumor had it that they weren’t going to put the water fountains in the park this summer, but yesterday I spotted a gorgeous hunk of spigoted metal pipe installed right back in its usual place. The fountains are in! Hallelujah.







Oh, that look from the one in front. Such a powerful boost. I try my utmost not to look round when someone’s on MY shoulder! I’ve held off one or two good runners that way.
wait, they totally REMOVE the fountains? Only in Philly…
Jim, I know, I don’t think I’ll ever look behind if I can help it.
Doggie, yeah, though I understand why – I’ve seen them vandalized during the summer before, knocked to the side so water is gushing out in a geyser. Terrible.
There was a pre-Boston video of Goucher training, sometimes stopping to get direction from Salazar. At one point the interviewer asked Salazar if memories of the course were coming back to him. He said he didn’t really remember the course, just “staring at Dick Beardsley’s shoulder blades.”
I just saw your race report and this follow-up. All I can do is echo what’s been said before.