A Simple Running Log

April 23, 2019

Training for 4/23/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 2:12 pm

Well, today was frustrating!

First, my run was slow. I did this week’s interval workout, five 800-meter repeats, on the road. I ran in the morning, because I had an appointment to donate blood this afternoon, so it wasn’t too warm or windy yet.

But the intervals felt harder than I thought they should, and when I saw the paces afterwards, all but one were a lot slower than I’d been aiming for. I generally shoot for 7:00/mile pace, and four of the five were closer to 7:30. Only one was anywhere close, and it was still a 7:06/mile pace.

Even the 2.3-mile cool down at just under a 9:00/mile pace felt like it would never end. I eventually finished the 7.3-mile loop in 1:03:36, an 8:43/mile average.

Then I drove 35 minutes to the blood bank to donate. However, my freaking hemoglobin was too low. I have NEVER had a problem with my hemoglobin — usually I get a comment about how high it is! But they tested it twice today, and it was too low both times. Not low enough to be concerning, but still too low to donate.

So I didn’t get to donate today. Instead, I got a recommendation to take an iron supplement and a pamphlet on iron-rich foods I should start eating. It’s all the crap I usually eat anyway! I really have no idea why it would’ve been low today.

Anyway, that at least might explain why today’s attempt at speed work didn’t go so hot. I stopped at Walmart on the way home and got an iron supplement. I’ll try again in a month.


April 22, 2019

Crab Run King Crab Challenge recap

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 10:53 am

Saturday’s King Crab Challenge went pretty well! The last few miles of the half marathon got tough as the humidity set in, but I landed in my goal finish time range and started the 5K on time.

Friday night, we got an email from the race organizers letting us know they were keeping an eye on the weather and possible course changes due to flooding, but the race would be on.

It rained all night, and was still raining when my alarm went off at 5:15 Saturday morning. It rained while Clark and I got our stuff together and said goodbye to a visibly traumatized Pepper. (Sorry, bud!) It rained the whole way to Cambridge.

There was still parking in Great Marsh Park when Clark and I got there just before 7. We got our race shirts (hooded long-sleeve T-shirts for the King Crab runners) and bibs for the first race, the half marathon. The volunteers said they’d hold on to our 5K bibs there, and we were to come back to swap them after we finished the half.

I hit the port-o-potties in the park a couple times, and then it was time to go.

It was still raining. And the stupid wind that had been hanging around all week was still going strong, blowing at nearly 20 mph according to my phone’s weather app. It was also warm and humid. Great day for a long run.

There were 56 runners in the half marathon. It honestly surprises me this race is always so small; the course is a near-exact duplicate of the run course for Eagleman, which is the whole reason Clark runs it, and there are usually 2,200 finishers at Eagleman. Obviously not everyone lives locally, but every time we do a training run or bike on the course, there are plenty of others out there, probably for the same reason. Yet they don’t come out for the Crab Run.

Anyway, the lot of us walked across the grass to the start line on a side street near the park.

Oh, side note — among that group were two of Clark’s coworkers, Austin and Brody, who’d signed up to run it, their first organized race of any distance, on a total whim. Brody had registered the day before. Then they went to Dick’s Sporting Goods the night before the race and bought running shorts.

Clark told them to get Body Glide too and slather it on to prevent chafing. They said, “Oh, you can get chafed?” This is all crap you’re supposed to learn about in training!

It’s been 10 years since my first half marathon, but I remember it very well. I trained for it specifically for four months, and it got pretty tough around mile 10. I honestly thought they were going to die haha.

At 7:30 a.m., we got the start commands and we were off.

crab run half marathon start

Cyclist leading the lead runner in the first mile. You can see my green hat near the right side of the pack behind him.

As I’d posted the day before the race, my goal pace was 8:30 to 8:45 per mile. The wind was at our backs the first mile, and the rain didn’t matter anymore once we’d started running. My first mile was 8:11. I backed off.

We hit the first of 10 water stops in the second mile. They tried to post water stops in every spot they’ll be in for Eagleman, which is a lot, because it’s always blazing hot. I took water at every one.

Mile 2 was 8:24, still a little too fast.

In the third mile, we had to make a detour onto a sidewalk that runs through the woods along the road. They make the runners use that during Eagleman because the bike course also goes through here, and it can get congested. They’ve already marked the Eagleman run course (the green arrows), which we followed, so we had to run along that stretch of sidewalk on the way out too. It’s annoying because it’s not a straight line; there are a lot of little twists and turns.

You can see by the green arrows coming from the other direction that we at least do not have to run through the woods on that sidewalk on the way back.


The sidewalk through the woods finally ended and we ran across the road to get on “the bypass,” a connector road for a subdivision that never got built.

Mile 3 was 8:31.

Most of the next mile was along that connector road, and then we turned onto Route 343, a two-lane road with a steeply-sloped shoulder.

Mile 4 was 8:25.

By this time, the rain had moved on and the sun was out. The mugginess was cranking up. I’d have preferred the rain to come back myself.

Soon we came to a ‘Y’ that marked the beginning of a loop. There was another water stop there so I ate my first gel as I approached it.

Last week, I got a 12-pack of Huma gels. I’ve always used GU, but Huma doesn’t use the artificial sweeteners found in GU, so it’s been suggested they might not cause the stomach issues I’ve had in long runs that may or may not have been because of GU. It’s worth a shot.

It’s generally not a great idea to try something brand new like that in the middle of a race, but fortunately, the mocha-flavored Huma turned out to not be disgusting, and it went down easy.

Anyway, we went right at the ‘Y’ on the way out, onto a narrow back road.

Miles 5 and 6 were both along that back road. 8:20 and 8:29. The pace still felt pretty good but I was getting hot.

Then we made a left turn onto Lovers Lane, which would take us back to 343. I could feel my guts rumbling as we ran along it to the next water stop. This was definitely not related to the Huma, by the way. I’d gone three times (three!!) before the race even started and I knew it wasn’t all out. Just one of those days.

The water stop was before the turn off of Lovers Lane. Last year, there was a single port-o-potty at the next stop, back at the ‘Y,’ but I didn’t think I could hold on that long, so I sprinted off into the woods just past the Lovers Lane stop. I figured the volunteers would be looking the other way for approaching runners so they wouldn’t notice haha.

I took care of business there, ran out of the woods back onto Lovers Lane and then made the left turn onto 343. I felt MUCH better, but of course, that stop had cost me some time. Mile 7 was 10:13, by far my slowest mile of the race.

Oh well, it’s better than crapping my shorts, and I was on the ‘back’ part of the out-and-back course, so nothing to complain about, really.

Mile 8 sped back up to 8:29. I passed the water stop at the ‘Y’ — there was no port-o-potty this year! I hadn’t noticed that on the way out. I was really glad I’d gone in the woods when I did. There was nowhere else to go between there and the end of the race!

The last few miles of the race were tough. I was completely drenched in sweat that wasn’t going anywhere in that humidity, and I’d lost the few runners in my sight when I’d made that bathroom stop. It really felt like a solo long run by that point.

I trudged along the shoulder of 343. Mile 9 was 8:39.

I started to catch up to another runner, a woman, as we made the left turn onto the connector road, but she was still quite a ways ahead.

I ate another Huma before the next water stop. Lemonade flavor, and it was really good!

Mile 10 was past the water stop on the connector road. 8:53.

We turned off the connector road and I tried to just be happy we didn’t have to weave through the woods on that sidewalk again. A trio of cyclists rode by me. One told me I looked very light on my feet, which made me laugh, because I felt like I was clomping along.

Mile 11 was 8:50. I checked my overall elapsed time. I can’t remember what it was now but I knew I was going to finish in time to start the 5K.

We came up on the first/last water stop in the next mile. A guy I know from local races, Matt, was at that water stop as I ran through. He pointed at the woman ahead of me and told me to go get her, but I just laughed and said I didn’t feel like it. I’d been gaining on her, but she was still a good 30 seconds ahead of me.

Mile 12 was 8:48. A couple more turns and we were on the road along the river leading back to Great Marsh Park and the FINISH.

One last turn to get into the park. Mile 13 was 8:38.

We had to run across grass to get to the finish line. I saw that woman I’d been gaining on cross it. About 20 seconds later, so did I, in 1:54:04, officially an 8:42/mile average.

I also could see the 5K runners walking across the park to the start line. I’d hoped to have time to use the bathroom again before the second race started — kinda felt another poop coming on — but that wasn’t going to happen.

I stopped by the pavilion with the race bibs and swapped my half marathon bib for my 5K one. Then I walked over to the start line to join the crowd for another start.

The 5K crowd was slightly larger — 73 runners. I was standing at the back of the pack, on the wet grass, and an older guy offered to move over a little so I could squeeze onto the pavement and keep my shoes dry. I just laughed because my shoes were already completely drenched in sweat from the previous nearly two hours of running. I guess I was so uniformly sweaty by then he couldn’t tell I was sweaty at all.

Anyway, we got the starting commands and once again, we were off.

I took it really easy for the 5K. I could’ve run more of it, but I kept feeling like I had to poop again and had to walk it off every time haha.

The 5K course was another out-and-back along the beginning and end of the half marathon course. I kept an eye out for Clark and his coworkers on their way to the half marathon finish.

Clark went by first, on his way to a 2:07 finish. He was also signed up for the King Crab Challenge, and they may have let him start, but he didn’t want to.

I saw Bart next, Clark’s coworker who also does Eagleman and ran the L.A. Marathon last month. He finished in 2:15.

And then, before I got to the turnaround for the 5K, I saw Brody, almost to mile 12 of his first half marathon. Just then I realized who had run by just in front of him — Austin. Not only were they still alive, they were going to finish this thing under their own power! They made it in 2:27 and 2:26 respectively. I was impressed!

There’s not much else to say about the rest of the 5K. I ran as much as I could, but on top of feeling like I had to poop, I also got light-headed. I was starving! I wished I’d brought at least one more gel.

I eventually finished it. My Garmin says 32:53, while my chip time says 33:10. Not sure how that big of a difference happened — it definitely didn’t take me almost 20 seconds to cross the start mat — but whatever. Gotta go with the official chip time on a race.

It wasn’t long before they announced the awards.

Guess who was the overall female winner of the half marathon? The woman who’d finished 20 seconds ahead of me! D’oh! I had no idea there weren’t any other women in front of us. Usually, 1:53 to 1:54 is not in contention for the win in a half marathon. If only I hadn’t had to poop haha. Oh well.

I was first in my age group though, so I got a little trophy.

I was also the overall female winner for the King Crab Challenge. (I think there were only seven total finishers though!) I got a crab mallet and a little hand-painted picture of a blue crab for that.

crab run stuff

Clark’s and my bibs and finisher medals, plus my age group half marathon trophy and King Crab Challenge awards.

Our stats:


Half marathon:

  • 1:54:04
  • 1st/6 F 30-39
  • 2nd/30 women
  • 9th/56 overall


  • 33:10
  • 6th/14 F 30-39
  • 12th/42 women
  • 33rd/73 total

King Crab:

  • 2:27:14 total time
  • Overall female winner


Half marathon:

  • 2:07:25
  • 4th/7 M 30-39
  • 12th/26 men
  • 22nd/56 overall

After the race, we all stopped by RAR for a couple beers, and then Ava’s for lunch.

When we got home, Pepper had made a pretty nasty mess of the utility room, but that had to be cleaned up immediately, because we had to leave him in that room again when we took my younger sister to the Melting Pot in Annapolis that night.

Poor Pep. Annapolis is a long ways away, and the full dinner at the Melting Pot takes a while too — we were the last ones to leave the restaurant — so he wound up spending the vast majority of Saturday alone in that room. When we got home the second time, after midnight, he hadn’t made as much of a mess as the first time that day, but the whole floor was covered in slobber and it felt like a sauna in there from all the panting.

Sunday was better for Pepper. He didn’t have to spend a second alone.

We all slept in pretty late. In the early afternoon, I went in town to get stuff to make fruit salad for Easter dinner. Then I stayed home with Pepper while Clark met Dave to go for a bike ride.

I could’ve gone for a short run like I’d planned, but I really felt bad about how long Pepper had been alone the day before. Besides, he was dead asleep on the couch after having missed so many hours of naps Saturday. So I didn’t run.

Later, we went to my parents’ house for Easter dinner.

I love when Easter is late like it was this year, because everything is actually blooming. The side yard where we had a little egg hunt for Kaylee was really pretty.

easter egg hunt

Looking for plastic eggs full of Cheerios, her favorite.

kaylee with dandelion

Kaylee and her “pandy” basket.

mom and dads yard

The pergola covered in wisteria vines.

pepper on easter

Our pointy old man, Pepper.

clark on easter

Clark LOVES it when I take his picture haha.

dave riding backwards

Dave doing some more bike training for Eagleman.

mom and kaylee with lilac

My mom and Kaylee with a sprig of fresh lilac, my mom’s favorite flower.

So that was my weekend!

This coming weekend is my next race, the New Jersey Half Marathon! I am also running it in place of a long run in St. Michaels training, but I’m going to shoot for a little faster, an 8:15 to 8:30 per mile average.

April 19, 2019

Training for 4/19/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 10:02 am

I never got to run yesterday. I didn’t have a chance in the morning, before some work stuff, and then that work stuff wound up taking pretty much all day. Clark and I had already made plans to go to Dave’s house in the evening, so there was no time after I got my work done either. So, extra rest day, not that I needed it.

Pepper had to be home alone A LOT yesterday, and I knew I’d feel way too guilty to leave him again today to run. So I was smart and went out first thing, while Clark was still home, to knock out today’s run, an easy lap of the 6.5-mile loop.

It’s as windy as it’s been all week, which continues to be annoying. It was also warm and humid.

Still, my easy pace actually felt easy for once, and I finished the loop in just over 58 minutes, an 8:56/mile average. I was absolutely drenched in sweat, and the wind had been at my back the whole last 1.5 miles, so loose strands of my hair kept blowing forward and sticking to my sweaty forehead. Gross.

Tomorrow is the Crab Run in Cambridge. Clark and I are both signed up for the King Crab Challenge (half marathon + 5K) again.

We’re supposed to get more severe storms tonight, but fortunately they should be cleared out in time for the half marathon start tomorrow. It’s still going to be windy and humid though. Not as hot as last year, at least.

I’m running this in place of this weekend’s long run, so I’m going to shoot for an 8:30 to 8:45/mile average.

That will get me back somewhere between 1:51 and 1:55, which will be enough time to switch bibs and start the 5K on time. The 5K has always wound up being a 3.1-mile cool down for me. Last year, my legs were so shot after running the half in the heat, I walked most of it. Still counted!

Anyway, that’ll be a good 16.2-mile day. Tomorrow evening, we’re taking my little sister to the Melting Pot, her pick for the thank-you dinner we still owe her for watching Pepper that weekend we went to NYC before Christmas.

Sunday morning, I’d like to get in another short run, and of course, it’s also Easter, so we’ve got a family dinner in the afternoon.

April 17, 2019

Training for 4/17/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 3:37 pm

Today, I did strength training (for the second time this week!) and a short easy run.

I went upstairs first and did ab exercises, push-ups, invisible chair-sitting and one set with the weights. Someday I will get back up to two sets. Maybe even three sets like I did way back in the day.

Then I went out and ran three miles. It was just as windy as yesterday, but blowing from the other direction, so I had to run into it the whole first mile. Then it was a crosswind that changed directions when I hit the turnaround in the second mile, and then of course, it was at my back the whole final mile. The splits reflected that — 9:11, 8:50, 8:33, an average of 8:51.

April 16, 2019

Training for 4/16/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 12:23 pm

Early yesterday evening, I actually did some strength training! I did ab exercises, push-ups, a couple minutes in the invisible chair and then I lifted the adjustable dumbbells. However, the wind was still ridiculous, and I didn’t feel like fighting it for a measly 3-miler, so I just skipped that again.

Today, I did the 1:45 long run I skipped Sunday with today’s intervals, three one-mile repeats at goal race pace, in the middle.

It was a stupid tough run, I guess because of the strength training. At least I hope that was the problem. I just had no go in my legs. The wind wasn’t as bad as yesterday, but it was still blowing pretty good, so that didn’t help either.

I ran the first four miles easy, around an 8:57/mile average. Then I tried to run the first race pace mile, 7:45.

I couldn’t even pull off a single freaking mile at the pace I think I’m somehow going to run for 13.1 in a row in a month! It was 7:53, and I was gassed.

Normally I would only do a half-mile of recovery between mile repeats, but I hadn’t programmed an interval workout and was just letting the Garmin auto-lap every mile, so I took an entire mile of recovery between each.

The other two intervals were more of the same — 7:56 and 7:54. And I wanted to die after both of them.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t die yet, because I still had 3.3 miles to run — into the wind, yay! — to get home. It was a long, slow trudge on stiff legs, but I eventually made it, finishing 12.3 miles in 1:52, a 9:07/mile average.

Not the most confidence-boosting run, but whatever. They happen. It’s still 12.3 miles in the books.

April 15, 2019

Training for 4/15/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 2:39 pm

This weekend’s training did not go as planned due to a combination of bad choices and bad weather, but I think I’ve figured out how to get my butt back on track.

Friday evening, Clark invited over some coworkers after work, which meant I drank too many beers, went to bed late, didn’t sleep great and kinda felt like ass when I got up Saturday.

At 10 a.m., registration opened on UltraSignup for next February’s Algonquin 50K. I signed up myself and Kelly, who was on the train to Boston to run the marathon. Algonquin will be her first ultra! We are working on getting Susan to run it too. I don’t think either one of them really understand how much of that race I mosey through haha. It’s nothing like a road marathon! Not the way I do it, anyway.

With that taken care of, I did go out to run the pace run on the schedule — four miles at 7:45/mile pace — even though I wasn’t feeling up to it. It was a warm, humid and breezy morning, which didn’t help anything.

I really tried to run my goal pace for St. Michaels, but it just wasn’t happening. The four goal pace miles were all over, 7:57, 7:54, 7:50 and 7:46. Oh well. I was glad I at least tried, instead of just punking out and doing another easy run.

I slowed down to an 8:26/mile pace as a cool down for the last half-mile, and finished the 4.5-mile loop in 35:43, a 7:57/mile overall average.

Apparently, the night before, Clark had made plans with a couple of his coworkers who are interested in learning to surf this summer to go to the beach to look at surfboards. So we all rode down there, along with Pepper.

We stopped at a couple of surf shops, but Clark’s coworkers were a little put off by how much long boards (better for beginners) cost, when they don’t even know if they’re going to be any good at surfing, or like it. Plus, there are plenty of boards at Clark’s parents’ house they can try. So they didn’t wind up buying anything.

We tried to find somewhere to get a beer that would let us bring Pepper, but there was nothing. Hardly anything was open, because it’s still the off-season, and the places that were open and would allow dogs outside weren’t serving outside, because it was raining.

We finally stopped at a Mexican restaurant and bar near the beach house. We parked right in front of the door, which was wide open, and sat at the corner of the bar closest to the door, hoping Pepper would be OK if he could see us from the Jeep.

Nope. He howled his face off. But the bartender immediately recognized him as a weimaraner, because she used to have one, and felt so bad for him that she let us bring him in. Clark left her a big tip as a thank-you.

We spent some time at the beach house before we closed it back up. It’d stopped raining by then, so we drove up to Dewey to a place that would let us sit outside with Pepper, to eat dinner.

Finally, we drove back to one of Clark’s coworker’s place. It wasn’t even that late when we got there, but I was really tired already, since I hadn’t slept much the night before, and I fell asleep on the couch almost immediately.

I got a few solid hours of sleep. By the time I woke up, everyone else had fallen asleep too. Looks like we were spending the night.

I didn’t sleep much more. Pepper had decided to share my part of the couch, which meant a lot of squirming around on his part. Plus, everyone else snored.

We all woke up the next morning and drove back to our house. I didn’t do anything the rest of Sunday, but I just couldn’t get up the motivation to run. I was tired after two crappy nights of sleep and anyway, it was 80 degrees and humid by noon.

So Sunday was a rest day. We watched Tiger Woods win the Masters. Clark was pretty excited. I’m not a big golf fan but even I can appreciate the comeback.

I thought I might get in that long run today…

Then, last night, I was woken up around 3 a.m. by a severe thunderstorm raging outside. The wind sounded like it was going to tear the roof right off the house. There was a ton of lightning too, but at least the thunder was a few seconds behind it.

I thought about the homes in Texas we’d seen on the news earlier that evening that had been destroyed by tornadoes. I remember thinking how we hadn’t gotten a severe weather warning yet, so it wasn’t that bad.

Just then, my phone buzzed — tornado WARNING in effect for the next half hour!

Not gonna lie, I was a little freaked out. I thought about making Clark and Pepper move with me to the dining room area in our house, where there aren’t any windows.

A few minutes later, Pepper got up anyway. He wanted to go out. While there was a tornado warning in effect. Seriously, dog?

I let him out. He’d had to poop. I get it haha. He was really quick, and didn’t get blown away.

Long story short, we didn’t get a tornado, but either a tornado or a derecho (straight-line wind storm) touched down not far from us, on the other side of the Nanticoke River in the Laurel area, and destroyed several structures, including a few homes.

Today, the storm has moved out, but the wind is still absolutely screaming. I am not doing a long run in this nonsense.

My plan is to just do the strength training and three easy miles on the schedule today, and then do the long run tomorrow, with the interval workout in the middle. This week’s workout is three mile repeats at goal half marathon pace. Hopefully the wind will have backed off a little by then.

Today was Tax Day. I e-filed our federal taxes last Friday and mailed our Maryland taxes this morning. Clark submitted online our Delaware taxes today. So we waited until about the last second, as usual, but we got it done on time.

It was also Marathon Monday up in Boston! Fortunately, by the time the race started, the forecasted rain had mostly moved out, and they got a decent-ish day to run.

I watched the elite races on TV. The men’s finish was pretty exciting — I can’t imagine trying to sprint at top speed at the end of a marathon like the top two finishers did. I am spent at mile 26.1, and I haven’t been running nearly as fast as they were.

Then I tracked all the normal people I knew. Most of them had a pretty good day, and those who didn’t still finished, which you can’t really complain about.

I even have to give a little shout-out to Jimmie stupid Johnson here, who ran Boston — his first marathon — in 3:09:07. He’d publicly said he was going for sub-3, so he might not have made that, but he also didn’t have to hobble off the course at the halfway point and take a DNF, like I did the first time I tried to run a marathon. Also, his time was a BQ by 53 seconds, something I’ve never done in 22 marathon finishes. So congrats, Jimmie!

And, as always, watching Boston has me fired up to run a marathon — even though my candy ass doesn’t want to go for a run in the wind here today haha — so I’m pulling the trigger on Steamtown in October. My next marathon training cycle starts June 10!

April 12, 2019

Training for 4/12/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 1:24 pm

Since I didn’t run Tuesday, I threw off this week’s training schedule, but I ran today so I’m all caught up.

It was quite a bit warmer than yesterday, and even windier. The wind was blowing from the direction in which I had to run into it head-on the most too. Annoying.

I only had to do an easy run, at least. I did a lap around the 5.5-mile loop at an 8:48/mile average.

This weekend looks pretty quiet, for once. We have no races, or anything really, on the schedule. I do have two runs, a 4-mile pace run and a 1 hr, 45 min long run. It might be smarter to knock out the long run tomorrow. We’ll see if I’m smart.

Monday is the Boston Marathon! I will watch the elites race in the morning, and then track all the normal people I know the rest of the day.

April 11, 2019

Training for 4/11/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 9:06 am

Yesterday, I still felt kinda cruddy, but I did get out for a run. I just did this week’s other easy 3-miler at a 9:06/mile average.

Today, I feel about normal again, so I finally did the interval workout I was supposed to do two days ago, four 800-meter repeats.

It was a chilly, breezy morning. I programmed the Garmin to measure out four half-mile repeats, with a quarter-mile of rest between each, plus a warm up and cool down, and hit the road.

I did a longer warm up today, 1.5 miles instead of just one, to see if that helped me pick up the pace on the first interval. Unfortunately, that first interval was head-on into the wind, so it was a wash.

The other three were with the wind at my back so they felt pretty good. Then I did another two miles to cool down, to finish the 6.5-mile loop in 54:55, an 8:29/mile overall average.

When I checked the paces for the intervals, the first one was slow, as usual — 3:47 (7:34/mile pace) — but the other three were right near my 3:30 target: 3:32, 3:29 and 3:30.

April 9, 2019

Training for 4/9/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 11:00 am

Yesterday evening, I went out and ran the easy 3-miler on the schedule. It hit 80+ degrees here in the afternoon, and was still pretty warm when I ran. I didn’t mind that so much as I did the bugs. I’d barely made it a quarter-mile down the road before I sucked one right up my nose. Guess it’s time to get used to that again.

I was almost a mile in when a car stopped. The driver asked me where my dog was. It’s been two years since I stopped running regularly with Pepper and people still remember him. I told the driver he’d gotten sick and couldn’t run with me anymore, and she just said, “Aw, shiiiiiit.” I assured her he’s happy to be on permanent couch duty.

Anyway, the run itself was clunky. I finished in just under 27 minutes, an 8:58/mile average.

Last night, we tried to watch the college basketball championship game, but I fell asleep before it even started. Most of my mom’s family down in the Charlottesville area has graduated from, taught at or worked for UVA, so I was glad to hear this morning they’d won.

Today, there was another interval workout on the schedule, four 800-meter repeats, but I pushed them off to tomorrow and took this week’s rest day early. I don’t feel the best but I hope I’ll feel better tomorrow. Also, I have to leave Pepper this afternoon and again this evening for work things, so I hate to tack on another hour of alone time for him so I can run.

April 8, 2019

Big Gun Run 4.25-Miler recap

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 8:57 am

I had a successful weekend of running!

Saturday morning, I ran this week’s 90-minute long run. I figured a lap around the 10.1-mile loop would suffice.

It was foggy and chilly, but not a bad day for a run. I kept the pace easy the whole way and finished the loop in 1:31, a 9:04/mile average.

That afternoon, Clark and I went to Cambridge for my step-grandmother’s funeral. My grandfather gave an emotional eulogy that made us all cry, laugh and even cringe a few times. My step-grandmother’s three sons all gave some great speeches. Then the pastor overseeing the service made a joke about smoking marijuana and one of my step-cousins stood up to high-five him. Oh, and the governor of Delaware was there too. This funeral had it all. I think my step-grandmother would’ve loved it.

After the service, we all went to Suicide Bridge Restaurant for a reception. It had turned into a beautiful day. Clark, Dave and I wound up staying at the bar long after everyone else had left. When Clark and I got home that evening, we just went straight to bed. I did remember to set an alarm for the next morning to get up for the race.

I didn’t feel so hot when I woke up Sunday morning. Too many beers and not enough food the day before — all we’d had to eat at the reception were a bunch of fried crab balls and chicken wings, and we didn’t bother to eat any dinner. Fortunately, the race started unusually late, at 10 a.m., so I had a few hours to get myself straight.

The race organizers had sent an email the day before saying they were collecting old running shoe donations. Clark and I loaded up a garbage bag full of used up New Balances and Hokas, and then we headed to Lewes.

This race is a point-to-point course; it starts at Fort Miles in Cape Henlopen State Park and finishes at Big Oyster Brewery. Last year, the inaugural year, they had us park near the brewery and shuttled us to the start, but there was only one shuttle bus and it took forever to get everyone there. The race started more than half an hour later than intended.

This year, they instead had everyone park in the big bath house lot in the state park, and we could either walk the 0.7-mile trail to the start line at Fort Miles or take a bus. It worked a lot better.

Clark and I got to the bath house parking lot about an hour before the start. Packet pick-up was there too. We got our shirts and bibs, and left a gear check bag in the Honda CR-V that would bring it to the finish line.

We took the trail to the start area. I ran it for a warm up. I had to pee again by the time I got to the start, so I took care of that and then ran some more to get my total warm-up to 1.25 miles at a 9:20/mile pace.

There was some confusion at the start. Volunteers were telling everyone to go up the hill to the recently-completed Fort Miles museum, so naturally, a lot of runners thought the start line was up there somewhere. But it was in the same place as last year, down the hill from the museum — they just wanted us to check out the museum. And the start line was just a chalk line on the pavement, so it’s not like it was at all noticeable if you didn’t know where it was.

By 9:59 a.m., there were only a handful of runners at the start. Everyone else was still milling around aimlessly up at the museum.

It took a while to get all 429 participants down the hill and in the right spot for the start. So the race started late again (though not nearly as late as last year.) Maybe the third time will be the charm the next year.

It was finally time to start running. I started a few rows back from the front. I really didn’t know how this was going to go — I couldn’t help but remember how impossibly hard that single 7:33 mile in the middle of an otherwise 4.5-mile easy run had felt just a few days earlier, and I hadn’t exactly done myself any favors the day before, between doing my long run, drinking too many beers and not eating enough.

At least the weather was perfect, temps in the low 60s, sunny and just a light breeze. A total 180 from last year, when we got a cold, blustery day.

There was an air horn blast and we were off!

The first mile rolls along the paved trail in Cape Henlopen. There was a lot of passing and getting passed by other runners. I didn’t feel like I went out too hard for once. I was surprised to see 7:25 for the first mile split.

Then we got out of Cape Henlopen and ran down the road past the ferry terminal. I passed a few more runners here, but for the most part, we’d all settled in to position. My Garmin beeped mile 2 — 7:24. Look at me, maintaining a pace! And I was almost halfway home!

Then we made the left turn onto the road that would take us to the brewery. Ahead loomed the bridge over the Rehoboth-Lewes canal.

I hated that bridge last year, and I hated it this year. It sucked the life right out of me. Mile 3 was just before the top — 7:45. There goes maintaining a pace. I was just trying to talk myself out of walking!

We finally got to the top of that damn bridge. Of course, there was a nice downhill on the way down the other side, but I swear the road became another gradual uphill at the bottom of the bridge, all the way back to the brewery. It sure felt like it.

I was dead. The last mile felt awful. I concentrated on the church that was blocking the view of the brewery (the brewery, and thus the finish line, was just on the other side of that church.)

Mile 4 was 7:41. Just one more 400-meter repeat, and it was over.

big gun run finish

Almost to the turn into the brewery parking lot.

I crossed the line in 32:11, 30 seconds faster than this race last year and a 7:34/mile average. Not quite the 7:30 average I was aiming for, but I didn’t feel like I could’ve run that course a second faster that day, so I was happy with it.

I took a bottle of water and looped around the parking lot to watch for Clark. He finished in 37:44. He will be happy to know whoever was taking pictures near the finish here missed him haha.

And then it was time for the after party! We each got two tickets for pint cans of Cape Kolsch. That’s the Fort Miles museum on the label.

post race beers

Our first two beers with the finisher’s medal we all got this year.

The party this year was mostly held outside in the parking lot, since it was such a perfect day. We basked in the sunlight and enjoyed those beers.

There was a ton of food too, but I wasn’t that hungry after running — until I saw the stack of Mr. P’s pizzas, that is. That hit the spot.

Then they announced awards. This year, I was second of 65 runners in my 10-year age group. (I was actually third, but first was the overall women’s winner, so I moved up.) I was also sixth woman overall of 237, and 28th overall of 429 total runners.

big gun run awards

Top three male and female runners in the 30-39 age group. The third place woman pushed that kid she’s holding in a stroller!

I got a $25 gift card to any restaurant owned by the group that owns the brewery, which I believe is the same amount I paid to register for the race.

big gun run medal and bibs

Bibs, one finisher’s medal (the other one is around here somewhere), my age group award and gift card.

big gun run shirts

Race shirts. I managed to get a women’s cut this year.

Clark and I hung around a little longer. Then we took the shuttle bus back to the bath house parking lot.

We walked out to the beach before we left. There were a few people out in the ocean, just in bathing suits. Clark checked the water temp on his surf report app — 46 degrees!! Those people are nuts.

We stopped by the Dogfish Head brewery on our way home and had another round. And when we got home, Pepper had only pooped a little in the utility room, and he hadn’t walked through it and smeared it everywhere, for once.

We watched the end of the NASCAR race, which Kyle Busch won, and then we got cleaned up.

That evening, we took Clark’s Camaro over to his parents’ house, where they had a birthday dinner for me. Then we came home and went straight to bed again.

Today, training continues with another easy 3-miler and strength training.

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