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!
When I first ran this race last year, I immediately fell in love with it. The Eastside 10k has that something that makes it a go-to race to run each year. It could be the route, or the small number of participants, or the late-summer weather. This race has all three.
First, I’ll bring you up to speed on my current training progress. The Eastside 10k marks the halfway point of my training for the New York City Marathon. The week before the race, I finished a 16-mile long run in which I felt comfortable throughout, and didn’t feel too many aches at the end. I’m crossing my fingers that the really long runs (18- and 20-milers still to come) will go just as well.
Also this summer, I started running with the East Van Run Crew (EVRC), a very social group with a weekly run that starts and finishes in front of Parallel 49 Brewing. I couldn’t resist the run + beer combination! The organizer printed up a few shirts, and I wore one of them during the Eastside 10k.
I got up the morning of the race not feeling very well. I barely had my usual pre-race breakfast, and felt nauseated. (Looking back, I think the case can be made for carb overloading the day before.) Nevertheless, I got dressed and made my way to the start area. I wasn’t aiming for a personal best on this race, but I still want to get in a decent time of under 55 minutes. At bag check, I found Sarah, who also runs with EVRC and was also wearing one the crew’s shirts. (She posted a picture of both of us, with our shirts, on her instagram.)
Once I got to the start line, the nausea has mostly gone away, but I still wanted to be cautious. At the last moment, I also made the decision not to look at my watch once I start the timer. I figured that if I wasn’t chasing a PB, I could just run by feel and not worry about time. It was quite liberating, actually. Not once was I even tempted to glance at my watch to check on my progress. The only point when I had an inkling of my time was at the finish, which showed the gun time. My chip time ended up being 56:39, which is off my sub-55 goal, but considering what I had gone through, I’d say that was a decent finish.
I was greeted at the finish line by Alan Brookes, race director for the Canada Racing Series, which organizes the Eastside 10k. He must have seen my shirt, as he stopped me after I received my medal and took a picture of me. I don’t recall saying what he quoted (I did just race 10 km), but I’ll claim it:
NYCM training is now in the 2nd half, and the excitement is building. Let’s get it done!
56:39 (5:39/km, 9:07/mi)
82/109 males 30-34
I considered just tweeting out my thoughts on the first episode of Doctor Who series 8, “Deep Breath”, but it became clear I needed more than 140 characters. Spoilery stuff below, so click on if you dare…
Earlier today, I took the chance to ride the just-opened Powell Street overpass in Vancouver. It has a separated bike lane, on the north side of the overpass. It stretches from Hawks Avenue at the western end to Clark Drive at the eastern end.
It’s only been open a few days, so I wasn’t sure how to approach it, as I was heading east from Downtown along Cordova Street. Hopefully signage will be coming up to let cyclists know how to access this heading east.
I found it strange that both west- and eastbound traffic are on the same side (similar to the Dunsmuir Viaduct). The sign below is what greeted me at Clark Drive:
It’s a little incongruous that this bike lane just ends abruptly at Clark, without any decent connection to the rest of the bike network, although the start of the Mosaic route is two blocks away. (According to Richard Campbell, this connection is part of the city’s transport plan.) At least the city’s cycling options are growing!