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"Quack…quack…quack..quack..quack..quack.quack.quack,quack!" - Mighty Ducks
Sometimes weekends are really fun. When that’s the case, they usually involve lots of training, good beer, and some fun people. All of these things were present last weekend and it didn’t disappoint. I had a great 4 Bonk Breaker solo ride Friday, my third or fourth ride of over 70 miles ever, and I’m happy to be feeling much stronger on these long efforts. Hopefully the endurance will translate into some quicker running off the bike this season.
Saturday was race time! I raced the Pacific Half Marathon, one of the Great Race of Agoura races. The course was really challenging for me, and that is why I signed up for it. Hills have always been tough for me, and this course had plenty of them. I need to learn to accept that running faster than what I’m accustomed to will hurt, and get ready to turn the pain into an accomplice.
On our run workouts in the last two weeks, Coach G had me practicing some race effort climbs and quick descents to figure out how to get through them and still race the full 13.3 miles. It really helped with the one long descent around mile 4. In training, my lower leg-area started hurting on quick asphalt descents. I was landing too hard, and braking a little. I had to practice leaning into the hill, using my quads and core to stay strong and using momentum. This did help during the race, and I was able to finish the descent without pain to run the last 8 miles hard. At mile 11 I was in fourth place for the women. I kept racing, instead of giving in and accepting fourth, and finished in a close second place. This was huge for me, since I’m most accustomed to being passed late in the race, rather than passing.
The rest of the day was spent with basketball, beer and two birthday parties. Pretty perfect.
Sunday I woke up really sore, but slammed some Pur Pak and Rockin Wellness and limped to Simi Valley for my first swim meet since I was in high school. I signed up for the 100 breast, 100 back, 50 breast, 50 back, and 100 IM. All strokes I only swim for warm up and cool down, but that I used to race 15 years ago. This event was all about having fun with racing. Too often RACE DAY means an upset stomach, nerves, pressure, self-doubt, etc. It’s important to remember that it should also mean fun. And I had a fantastic time working hard and setting new adult-PRs in this event. It was the second time I’d used a starting block in almost 15 years, and the first backstroke start in as long. Muscle memory is an amazing thing, but it’s easy to lose that sprint speed!
Thanks to DUSTY for the sweet swim pics and GERARDO for the run pic!