The last time I ran this course, it was in 2014. In my report for that race, I took delight in setting a personal best (1:53:36) in the half marathon. I haven’t reached that time since, but felt I can challenge for it at this year’s Scotia Half.
Training started in April, following my usual pattern: tempo, intervals, long run. I also entered into a UBC-based, Nike-sponsored injury-prevention study whose training program just happened to coincide with that for the Scotia Half. (At least I was drawn into the group that used tempo, intervals, short recovery, and long run. Other participants were performing the same workout four times a week.)
One of the aspects of this training program, which was new to me, was the Cooper test. Essentially, you run as far as you can in 12 minutes. The distance you run can be correlated to VO2 max. Over four Cooper tests, I averaged around 2.36 km, which is considered in the “good” range for my age and gender.
My training overall was solid, and I felt I definitely could go under two hours for the Scotia Half. On the Friday before the race, I picked up my bib and t-shirt. A very minimalist presence, which had me in and out in less than 10 minutes. (I arrived home to find out I was given a large t-shirt instead of medium, but not a big deal.)
The weather ultimately played an adverse role that affected my goal. In the week leading up to the race, it had been sunny with temperatures slightly above normal. The forecast for the weekend called for a ramping-up of the temperature, to as high as 30ºC (86ºF) in Vancouver. Unusually true to form, race-day weather lived up to the forecast. At the start time of 7:30am, I estimated the temperature to be around 20ºC (68ºF), already warm for that time of day, and probably not conducive for a fast time.
Nevertheless, I decided to keep a steady pace of 5:30/km (8:51/mi) and see if I can go faster in the second half. The first 10 km or so was mostly in the shade, but in the exposed parts of the course, it did feel warm. By the time I got to the uphill toward 4th Avenue, I felt depleted. I hung on to my pace until about kilometre 15, when a slight uphill was a little much.
And so it became a run-walk process where I tried to hang on to a sub-2:00 finish, then sub-2:05. I wanted to run out the last 2 km, then 1 km. I felt relieved when I got to the finish and found my brother waiting for me; he had finished earlier, with a PB to boot.
A week removed, I’m ok with how I finished. It’s not sub-2:00, but it’s at a sub-6:00/km pace, which is still pretty impressive. The Scotia Half is always a great race, no matter the weather.
I’m keeping it easy for a couple of weeks, and then back to training, this time for the New York City Marathon in November.
Result (placements based on gun time):
2:03:45 chip time (5:51/km, 9:25/mi)
146/253 males aged 35-39
Overall, I think 2016 was a solid year, running-wise. But it could also be a transitional year. I’ll explain that later.
I reached my goal of 1200 km for the year, or an average of 100 km per month. I finished with 1,262 km (784 mi). I achieved one race PB: a sub-25:00 5k in March, without wearing a watch to check my pacing. I somehow achieved placement in my age group in the Lower Mainland Road Race Series. I ran my first back-to-back races, at the Rock ‘n’ Roll stop in Vancouver. Like I said, solid.
I’m also arriving at the point where there may not be more gains to be had in terms of PBs. One could say that my running is getting close to a midlife crisis, but I’m not conceding it by any means. Still, the aches on parts of my feet are definitely showing, and not really going away.
All of that doesn’t mean I’m stopping, or slowing down my running. I want to continue my minimum three runs a week. I want to continue to challenge myself on races, and there will be opportunity for that in 2017: Scotiabank Half in June, Eastside 10k in September, and another shot at the New York City Marathon in November. I want to get into trail running (I always say that every year), and even try a beer mile. No stopping in 2017; bring it on!
My short-distance racing season continued this past Sunday at the Shaughnessy 8k. It was the first time I ran this race, organized by the Lions Gate Road Runners. For me, it was a chance to stay in training mode, as well as to experience a new race setting.
It was also my first race in my latest runemployment chapter, which gave me a little bit more freedom with when I run and even with whom I run. As a result, I’ve had a few quality workouts in the lead-up to this race.
As I was warming up at the adjacent track, I got my photo taken, mid-stretch, by Debra Kato, who is an incredible supporter of the local running scene; you’ve likely seen her in a costume, taking photos of everyone. (Here’s another photo Debra took of me, after the West Van Run 5k.)
The race itself is a double loop of Vancouver’s Shaughnessy neighbourhood, full of winding streets and, as I discovered, undulating hills. I also discovered that it is a small race, with 222 total finishers this year. It allowed the field to spread out rather quickly; the initial uphill also helped with that. When I looked at the map, I knew there was a hill on 37th Avenue, which I’ve run in the past (uphill in the first kilometre, downhill in the last kilometre), but I didn’t think the rest of it (the 3 km loop section) had hills as well. This is where a preview of the race course would have been helpful.
When I looked at the timed kilometre splits for the race, I somehow held my own on those hills, as most of the splits were within 10 seconds of each other (4:55-5:05/km). I finished in a respectable 40:10.
Going in, I had a few goals for the race: finish under 42 minutes; finish top half or top 100 overall; finish top 10 in my division; and don’t get lapped in the second loop. That last one I thought of as I started the run. I can proudly say I succeeded in all those goals:
76/222 overall (top half and top 100)
7/10 males 35-39 (only 10 in the group, but it’s still top 10!)
And since I didn’t see the lead pack (or the pace car) until the end, I assume I wasn’t lapped.
I’d definitely do this run again; it’s a good springtime race in one of Vancouver’s nicest neighbourhoods.
Today (April 12) is the 100th birthday of a living literary legend. Beverly Cleary has inspired generations of children through her books, most notably those featuring Henry Huggins and Ramona Quimby.
I count myself as one of Mrs Cleary’s fans. I grew up reading her books; they were among the first I’ve read multiple times. Even now, some of the stories are still vivid in my mind, such as the scene where Ramona, enamored by a girl’s curly hair, reached out and pulled a lock of her hair, getting Ramona into trouble. The name “NOSMO KING” should also be familiar to religious readers of Ramona.
When I visited Portland, Oregon, for the first time in 2007, I made a point to visit the area where the Ramona and Henry books were set (which includes Klickitat Street). In nearby Grant Park, there is a statue garden featuring Ramona, Henry, and his dog Ribsy, immortalizing characters much loved not just in Portland, but around the world.
To mark Mrs Cleary’s milestone birthday, Oregon Public Broadcasting commissioned a short documentary, Discovering Beverly Cleary, that includes insights from the author herself.
Happy birthday, Beverly Cleary!
It was not my fastest marathon I’ve run, but of the three I have now completed, I must say that this was the most satisfying in that I had a strong finish.
But let’s start at the beginning, in 2012, when I was originally scheduled to run this race. Of course that didn’t happen, and I chose to come back and run it this year. Throughout this training cycle, including two 10k races, I’ve felt I could have a chance to break my personal-best time, but I also wanted to have fun in this race and soak in the atmosphere, the joy, of running through New York. In my mind, they’re not mutually exclusive, but I’d go for the latter if the former becomes out of reach.
I tried not to stress myself out between landing in New York and the race, although getting into the expo to pick up my bib was a bit of an ordeal (the queue wrapped around several times on the streets surrounding the convention centre).
With a week to go, this race is the final tune-up before the NYC Marathon. For my training, it combined the last long-distance run before the marathon with a pace that is effectively tempo.
The Cunningham race has been running for more than four decades, but has now been incorporated with the inaugural half marathon for the Rock ‘n’ Roll series in Vancouver. Since I normally run most of my fall races in early October, I’d have shut down my racing season by the time this race comes around. With the NYC Marathon in early November instead, this gave me the opportunity to join in the tradition.
Since I last raced at the Eastside 10k, my marathon training has peaked with the longest runs of the cycle, at 18 and 21 miles. Despite the usual pre-run anxiety, I managed to survive those runs, and with some bursts of speed mixed in for good measure.
Back to the race at hand: it was a little chilly, which is typical for Vancouver in late October. There had been a storm the night before, but it went away in time for the race. I was aiming to run this around 55 minutes (not a PB, but hard enough to put in some effort), and so I was placed in a top corral.
The race starts on a downhill before leveling out on the Stanley Park seawall. There was the usual first-kilometre frenzy, where I went out a little too fast, but I settled on a rhythm after about the 2nd kilometre. For most of the run, I was trailing a couple, one of whom was wearing a devil’s-horns headband. They seemed to be going at my intended pace, so I just stayed with them. My pacing was good: around 5:25-5:30/km (~8:45/mi) for most of the intermediate kilometres. I made my surge in the last 800 metres or so, passing devil’s-horns guy, and finishing in 54:05.
The distance, both extrapolated from my watch and measured separately on a map, suggested it was more than 10 km. I’ve only questioned the measured distance of a race once before. It’s not that big a deal (most middle-of-the-pack racers ultimately run slightly more than the advertised distance due to weaving and not running on the tangents).
After the race, I found John, with whom I run at the weekly East Van Run Crew meetups. He told me he ran a PB on the race, so congratulations to him! (Here’s an instagram picture of the two of us with our medals.) I then made my way to the beer garden for my complimentary beverage. It was just after 9:00am, but I didn’t care, as it was a great reward for a job well done.
I quite enjoyed this race, and wish I started running this sooner. And with the half marathon also part of the race day, it does give me a local option for a fall half in the future.
37/112 males 30-34
Yesterday, I completed the last long run of my training for the NYC Marathon. I brought my phone in an armband (that I bought a week ago) to test how well it travels with me.
The first hour was just pouring rain; I don’t how well I’d fare for four hours of it. But it mostly stopped by the time I entered Pacific Spirit Park. The first picture was on the trail after mile 7; the second is not even 15 minutes later. It made the rest of the run much more pleasant!
Maybe it was all the breaks I was taking for photos, or to consume gels & water, but I survived the almost four-hour run, completing 21 miles (33.9 km). My pacing was consistent, and even on the five separate miles I sped up, my legs were up to the challenge. I just have to be just as consistent with pacing and fueling, and I think I’ll do well for the big race. I just have to endure three weeks of agonizing taper!