A Simple Running Log

May 13, 2019

Training for 5/13/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 9:01 am

Friday evening, Clark’s coworker, Paul, invited us to go surf fishing at Broadkill Beach. I did not know people fished on the beach past sunset, but it’s a thing. By the time Clark and I drove to Fenwick, got the Jeep, drove all the way to Broadkill (north of Lewes), deflated the tires on the Jeep and drove out to where Paul was set up, it was nearly 9 p.m.

Nothing was biting that night. All Paul caught was one skate, which he took home and said he ate for breakfast Sunday, and a bunch of horseshoe crabs, which were all thrown back.

I’ve seen plenty of empty horseshoe crab shells and broken-off tails on the beach over the years, but this was my first encounter with a live one. These things have been around so long — 450 million years — they’re considered “living fossils.” And they are the stuff of nightmares.

horseshoe crab


The novelty of the horseshoe crabs wore off by about the third one. It was past my bedtime and a little chilly on the beach. So I took a nap in the back seat of the Jeep.

It was 12:30 a.m. when we left, and nearly 2 when we got back to Fenwick and got settled on the pull-out sleeper sofa in the living room.

“Settled” is not the right word for it. Pepper was all out of sorts and kept wanting to go out. I’m pretty sure I got up and let him out four times between 2 and 6 a.m. Once, I watched him, and all he did was make a slow lap around a tree in the front yard — didn’t even pee on it! — and then came right back in.

In spite of my less than restful night, I did get in my scheduled 2-hour long run Saturday morning.

It was a little after 9 a.m. when I finally got started. Fortunately, it’s still cool enough at the beach that it wasn’t a problem. It was breezy and humid though.

I’d thought about driving to Rehoboth and running the trail from Gordon Pond to Cape Henlopen, but there was an organized half marathon using it that morning. Of course, it was most likely over by the time I got around to running, but I didn’t feel like driving by that point anyway.

So I just did an out-and-back, along Coastal Highway from Fenwick to Bethany Beach, and along the boardwalk in Bethany.

I had to run head-on into the wind the whole way there, which was annoying, but I kept reminding myself that meant I’d have a nice tailwind the whole way back.

When I got to Bethany, I was happy to get off the main highway and into what I thought would be a less-busy downtown area, since the tourists aren’t here yet.

Instead, I ran smack dab into the walkers in the Bethany Beach Breast Cancer 5K Fun Run/Walk, coming down the road along the boardwalk, and then turning onto the boardwalk right where I wanted to. Dammit! I did not expect to run into an organized event that late in the morning! Especially since the whole reason I was in Bethany in the first place was to avoid a different organized event.

Reroute. I stayed on the road and got onto the boardwalk a bit farther down. A little bit of a run right along the ocean is better than nothing.

I turned around at 6.6 miles, where I stopped to eat a Huma gel. Alright, let’s go home!

I made another stop at about mile 7.2, on the boardwalk, to use the bathroom, but other than that, the run back was not eventful. I made it back to Fenwick and finished 13.2 miles in two hours and some odd seconds, a 9:07/mile average.

Later that morning, Clark’s parents watched Pepper while we went to Dirty Harry’s, a little diner near the beach house. I love their sweet potato pancakes. I had a couple of them, plus some sausage and a big glass of chocolate milk. Hit the spot!

We went home that afternoon, to get some yard work done before it was supposed to start raining. And we did in fact get the grass cut, trim the edges, spray the weeds in the flower beds and the driveway and cut down some tree branches that were scraping the siding on the garage. It started sprinkling just as we were finishing up.

That night, we stayed in and tried to stay awake through the whole NASCAR race in Kansas. I almost made it, but I finally fell asleep with about 50 laps to go. I woke up right after it ended and was surprised to see Brad Keselowski had won. He’d not been a factor for the lead at all before I’d fallen asleep. Where did he come from?

Sunday morning, we slept in. I guess I could’ve gotten my run in before we took our moms out for lunch for Mother’s Day, but being lazy sounded better.

I did get a flower from Pepper though! OK, it was a weed that got stuck between two toes on his back paw while he was outside peeing, but still, he brought it in the house. I’m counting it.

pepper's mother's day flower

I will cherish it forever.

Then Clark and I picked up our moms and took them to the Robert Morris Inn in Oxford for a three-course lunch.

I had a caprese salad appetizer and a very tasty crab cake for the entree, but my favorite part of the meal (and the reason I picked this place when I was looking at menus online last week) was the lemon Smith Island cake I got for dessert.

lemon smith island cake

The cake, plus lemon curd, fresh fruit and chantilly cream.

I almost finished it! There was a sliver of cake I just couldn’t make room for. It was a valiant effort though.

When we got back to our house, Pepper had destroyed the utility room and the whole house smelled like dog poop. Made for a very pleasant visit with Clark’s dad and grandmother, who had stopped by so we could give her two hanging baskets of geraniums for Mother’s Day. Thanks, Pep!

After they left, Clark got that room cleaned up, and then he pushed me out the door for my run.

I had a 3-mile pace run on the schedule, which I really didn’t feel like doing. I decided to run the 4.5-mile loop, so I could do a mile to warm up, then the three fast miles and a half-mile to cool down.

The warm up mile was head-on into a strong wind, and took me 9:25 to finish. And now I’m gonna speed up almost 90 seconds per mile? OK…

I tried to get my current pace to 8:00, but every time I glanced at the Garmin, it said 8:20. I couldn’t get it to budge. Then the mile ended and the Garmin reported the split: 7:42. WTF, Garmin??

The next one was more of the same, except the current pace was always 8:05. Then the mile split was 7:38.

By the last one, the current pace had finally caught up. I just felt like running that one harder though, and finished it in 7:09. Then I ran the last half-mile home at what turned out to be an 8:02/mile pace. So in the end, I ran all 4.5 miles at a 7:56/mile average.

The St. Michaels Half Marathon is now five days away! This week is all short runs, but two of them are brief speed workouts. Right now, I’m feeling pretty good about running 1:45 or better in the race.

May 10, 2019

Training for 5/10/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 10:27 am

I didn’t run yesterday after all. It was hot and windy by the time I got around to maybe doing it, and today was going to be a rest day, so I just swapped them.

I got up bright and early today to knock it out while Clark was still home. I tacked on a procrastination tax too, and did the 4.5-mile loop instead of just the 3-mile out-and-back I was supposed to do yesterday.

It was cooler, but it was already pretty breezy that early, and the humidity was at 96 percent. I took it easy and ran the loop at an 8:56/mile average.

This weekend is the last one of training for the St. Michaels Half Marathon. I’ve got a 2-hour long run on the schedule for tomorrow and three miles at goal pace Sunday.

Other than that, we’ve got a quiet weekend around here. The only other thing on the schedule is taking our moms out for lunch for Mother’s Day on Sunday.

May 9, 2019

Training for 5/9/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 3:19 pm

I had a pretty good interval workout yesterday evening!

First of all, the weather was decent. It’d cooled down a few degrees from the day before and the humidity was all the way down to 70 percent.

I did a mile and a half to warm up (though, officially by my Garmin, only a mile, because I somehow stopped the timer right after I started it, and didn’t realize it until it was about to go into power-saving mode a half-mile down the road.) Then I started the first of six half-mile intervals.

I was probably more than halfway through it when I glanced down at the Garmin, which, as is its default, was only showing which number interval I was on and how much was left of it. I’ve been trying to run my goal paces “by feel” but the last several interval workouts, when I’ve checked the paces afterwards, have proven I really suck at that.

So I took the two seconds necessary to change the screen and voilá — current pace! It was slow.

I sped up, and finished that first interval in 3:38, eight seconds off my goal, a 7:16/mile pace.

The next five intervals, I kept a really close eye on the current pace. And it worked!

My splits for those were 3:31, 3:30, 3:30, 3:28 and 3:25. Much better!

I ran the rest of the way home easy and finished 6.8 miles in 55:something, an 8:14/mile average, though I’d really run 7.3.

Today, I’ve just got an easy 3-miler on the schedule.

May 8, 2019

Training for 5/8/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 4:07 pm

Happy birthday to my all-time favorite NASCAR driver, Bobby Labonte! I hope he got in a nice birthday bike ride today.

I am still sore in certain places from riding more than three hours on my own bike a few days ago, so I will not be going for a ride in his honor. I do have a run on the schedule though, six 800-meter intervals, but I’m going to wait until Clark gets home from work to run it, so Pepper doesn’t have to be alone.

Speaking of Pepper, he makes me laugh every day, but last night he really cracked me up. He was begging for my burger and/or fries, so I gave him part of a pickle slice. He made the weirdest face, and then he gently ejected it so it landed just so, right on my pant leg. It didn’t even look like he spit it out; it looked more like a floppy disk shooting out of an old computer. I wish I had a video of it!

And in other news, my friend TK announced yesterday she is PREGNANT! This is something she’s wanted for a very long time, so it’s extremely good news. However, she’s kinda high risk for several reasons, so her doctors don’t want her to run — which means I’ll be missing my summer series buddy this year! It’s just one summer, of course. But it’ll be really weird!

May 7, 2019

Training for 5/7/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 4:46 pm

We got the race in yesterday! It was still overcast when I left home, but the sun was mostly out by the time we got to the track.

julie and me in front of Dover 50

Julie and me with Miles the Monster.

They were already a few laps into the race when I got there. As soon as I walked under the grandstands, that smell hit me — burnt rubber and exhaust. I love it! When I made it to my seat, a couple people nearby were smoking cigarettes. Anywhere else, it’s gross, but it’s part of the experience at a NASCAR race for me.

The race was pretty good, but I kinda wanted to go to the Tudor Inn.

tudor inn

Martin Truex Jr. won. Fun fact — he won the Monday race the last time they had to postpone a Dover race for weather, in June 2007.


Victory burnout.

Today, I didn’t feel like going out and running this morning, when it was in the 50s. Instead, I put it off until late this afternoon, when it was almost 80.

Fortunately, I only had an easy 3-miler on the schedule. It was warm and breezy, and lunch was kinda putting the pressure on my guts the last half-mile or so, but I got it done at an 8:54/mile average.

May 6, 2019

Training for 5/6/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 8:53 am

Friday afternoon, I went to Dover with my brother, sister-in-law and niece to watch Cup qualifying and some of the truck race. We had tickets to New Holland’s suite.

It was Kaylee’s first live racing experience. We got there in time to see the Xfinity Series’ practice before qualifying.

At first, she was pretty pumped.

kaylee at dover

She brought an American flag to wave at the cars — close enough to a checkered flag — and several Polly Pocket sets, as one does.

But by the time qualifying started, she was already losing it haha.

kaylee losing it

Kasey’s not even fazed. Just another day when you live with a 4-year-old!

We left about halfway through the truck race.

dover 50 monster

Dave, Kaylee and Kasey with the 50th anniversary sculpture in front of Miles the Monster.

Saturday, Clark and I were up well before sunrise to get ready for the Six Pillars ride in Cambridge. We’d done the smart thing the night before and gotten everything packed, so we actually managed to pick up Clark’s dad, who was also riding the course, and drop off Pepper to hang out with Clark’s mom when we said we would.

We got to Cambridge a little before 7 a.m. Dave and Bart were there too. They all went to go for a swim in the Choptank before the ride. I went to the Y to pick up my bib and register Clark. I ran into Susan there.

There was some miscommunication here — apparently I was supposed to wait for them at the truck, but I hadn’t heard that, and I wanted to get a little head start since they ride faster than I do. So I started with Susan, thinking Clark and Bart would catch up eventually.

The problem was I also took the truck keys with me. I’m usually the one to carry them because I’m wearing a bike jersey with a zippered pocket, while Clark has on his tri suit. But Dave wasn’t riding the whole Eagleman course and he needed to move our truck so he could get his own out.

I didn’t know any of this until I got to the first rest stop around mile 14 and saw I had a bunch of missed calls from Clark and his dad. I was able to get a hold of his dad, who said they were all on their way to the first rest stop, and I could just hand off the keys there to Dave, who was turning around there anyway to head back.

So that’s what I did. I had to wait a while. Susan waited with me for most of it, but eventually went on her way. Five or 10 minutes later, Dave, Clark and Bart rolled in.

I gave the truck keys to Dave and he went back toward Cambridge. I took off for the next segment of the Eagleman course on my own.

The second segment is my favorite, as we get into the Blackwater National Wildlife Refuge.

About halfway through that segment, just as we were making a left turn, Clark and Bart caught up with me, along with several other cyclists, all riding in a pace line. I latched onto the back of that line after it passed.

We rode like that all the way to the next rest stop at mile 30. Susan was there when we pulled in.

It seemed like everyone was at that rest stop at the same time. It was packed.

mile 30 rest stop

My favorite thing about this picture is that it caught the guy lying on his stomach on the pavement, probably stretching out his back or something. Susan had pointed him out as a shining example of how weird bikers are haha. We weren’t sure if it was the helmets (everyone looks like an uber dork in a bike helmet) or the shoes (everyone waddles awkwardly in them because the soles are rigid) or just all the Spandex, but man, it’s a weird bunch. Of course, we were part of that bunch Saturday.

Susan and I rode most of the rest of the course together. I didn’t tell her before we took off for the third segment, but it’s definitely my least favorite of the course, especially the eight miles or so on Egypt Road before the last aid station. It wasn’t too bad this time though — we were talking about ice cream and doughnuts for most of it, and it was a good distraction!

Clark and Bart had passed us again just before the turn onto Egypt Road. They were still at the last aid station when we pulled in. We all took off together for the final 9-mile section to the end.

The rest of the ride went by pretty quickly too, and Susan and I rolled back into Great Marsh Park to finish 56 miles. My Garmin reported a total moving time of 3:10:57, an average speed of 17.6 mph, about the same as that ride a year ago.

Everything on me felt fine, other than what had been in contact with the bike seat. The guy who’d installed that new seat for me a month earlier had said it would need to be broken in, and well, that was the first time I’d ridden the bike since. It was definitely not broken in.

Susan went home after that. I rode back over to our truck. Clark and Bart were there, about to take off for a run. They waited while I changed my shorts and top and put on running shoes.

It was well past noon at that point, and the day had really warmed up. The sun was out too.

I wanted to do five miles. I ran the first two with Clark. Those were 9:58 and 9:39.

Then we split up; he went left to do a loop back to the truck, while I went right to get to 2.5 miles, where I turned around and went back the same way we’d come.

I sped up a little after we split up. The last three miles were 9:19, 8:46 and 8:42. I finished five miles with an average pace of 9:18/mile.

By that time, Clark’s dad had gotten back from the ride too. We all had a beer from a cooler Bart had brought. I wasn’t too hot anymore, but I was completely drenched in sweat, and it wasn’t going anywhere in the humidity.

Bart went home, but Clark, his dad and I all went to the Y and took showers. It felt amazing to wash off all that sweat and grime! Then we went to RAR for lunch and a couple more beers.

We dropped off Clark’s dad and picked up Pepper, and then came home, where we spent the rest of the evening.

Sunday morning, I woke up to find out I’d been tattooed the night before. That’s what I get for falling asleep when Clark is still awake!

pepper tattoo

I also had B#18LAB 4 LIFE (Bobby Labonte for life) written all the way down the inside of my right arm haha.

Sunday was supposed to be race day in Dover. However, the weather was not cooperating. Stupid rain.

I had hope there’d be enough of a break in the rain in the afternoon to get in the race, but I wasn’t going to drive up there unless it looked that would happen. It stopped raining at home a little past noon, so I went for a short run, a lap around the 4.5-mile loop at an 8:37/mile average.

When I got back from that though, I saw it was still lightly raining in Dover. That did it. There was no way they were getting that race in, in my opinion. So Clark and I met Bart and Amanda at Tacos Chabelitas in Laurel to celebrate Cinco de Mayo.

cinco jacket

One of the TVs there was showing race coverage. The rain had stopped and they’d gotten the track dried, gone through driver introductions and had the drivers out doing the warm up laps. Gotta admit, I was worrying I’d made the wrong decision and they were going to get that race in after all, without me — but then the next blob of rain came through and the bottom dropped out before they even got in one green-flag lap. They finally officially postponed the race to this afternoon.

Phew! I didn’t miss anything!

We were still at the restaurant when a mariachi band came in. For some reason, Bart told them Clark would dance with them when he came back from the bathroom.

clark and mariachi singer

Clark played along but he was definitely trying to figure out who did that to him.

My favorite part of this picture is the look of terror on the face of that little girl between Clark and the singer haha!

We went to Amanda’s place for a little while after that, and then came home.

This morning, I got up early to run. I’d been planning to do that long run I didn’t do all weekend, but I just really did not feel like running for two hours. So I did a lap of the 7.3-mile loop.

It was just one of those days where I never really felt like I got into a good rhythm, but I kept up a decent easy pace the whole way around and finished the loop in 1:04:05, an 8:46/mile average.

I took today off work and now I’m heading up to Dover again for the race. The rain is out of the area and it should be a much better day for it.

May 3, 2019

Training for 5/3/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 7:47 am

Running didn’t happen yesterday. We were out pretty late Wednesday night, so I slept in. Then it got up around 90 degrees in the afternoon, before I had to cover something for work. By the time I got back from the work thing, a line of severe storms was coming through, and Clark and I were heading down to the beach house in Fenwick Island anyway. Pepper had peed on a rug in the master bedroom when he was there with Clark last weekend, but there wasn’t any carpet cleaner, so Clark wanted to go back and get that cleaned up before the next time his parents are at the house.

We got there in time to catch the second half of Jeopardy. I like that show anyway (though Wheel of Fortune is more my jam), but I am fascinated by the run this James guy has going! There was one guy earlier this week who had the guts to match James’ strategy of nearly betting everything on both a Daily Double and Final Jeopardy, and only came in second by $18, but other than him, James has demolished everyone by tens of thousands of dollars.

Last night’s win was his 21st, now the second-longest streak on Jeopardy, after Ken Jennings’ 74-win streak back in 2004.

The crazy thing though is Ken Jennings won a total of $2.5 million in those 74 games, an average per game of about $34,000. James is averaging more than $76,000 per game — if he matches Ken’s streak and keeps up that average, he’ll have won $5.7 million. For knowing trivia!

Somehow, my work email address got on the list for Jeopardy press releases, so I got embargoed press releases the days they aired the episodes James set the single-day winnings record of $131,000, and when he topped $1 million in total winnings. Thanks for the spoilers!

Anyway, Clark got the carpet cleaned up, and then we went to Five Guys and got burgers for dinner. Dumpser’s was right down the street, so we got some ice cream too.

We got home at a more reasonable time than the night before and went straight to bed.

I set my alarm for 6 a.m. so I could finally knock out first thing the interval workout I’d been putting off all week, four miles at goal race pace.

It was about 30 degrees cooler outside than it had been yesterday afternoon. The storms were gone, but it was very foggy, with 100 percent humidity.

Instead of doing four one-mile intervals with recovery between each, I did two 2-mile intervals, with one mile between them, plus a warm up and cool down.

My two warm up miles were 9:17 and 8:57.

I sped up for two miles, shooting for 8:00/mile. Instead, I ran 7:49 and 7:51.

I slowed down and ran the recovery mile in 8:52.

I sped up again. The next two miles were 7:48 and 7:46. (I did stop halfway through that first mile to use the bathroom in the woods.)

Then I slowed back down for a 1.4-mile cool down. I finished the whole 8.4-mile loop in 1:10:36, an 8:24/mile average.

It was a pretty great run, and it was all done just after 7:30 a.m. I love when I make myself do that first thing in the morning!

Later this afternoon, I’m going to Dover with my brother, sister-in-law and niece to watch qualifying for Sunday’s Cup race and then the truck race. My uncle gets tickets from his New Holland parts supplier to one of the suites, and he let my brother have them, so we’ll get to watch from there, with unlimited free food and drinks.

This will be my niece’s first live NASCAR experience. I hope she loves it as much as I loved my first race!

As far as the rest of the weekend goes, I’ve got the Six Pillars 56-mile bike ride tomorrow morning, and then I’ll probably do a short run after it. Sunday, I’ll run something in the morning — hopefully, the 2-hour long run on the schedule if I can get up in time — and then I’m going back to Dover for the Cup race, this time in the stands. Fingers crossed the weather cooperates. Right now, Sunday is looking pretty rainy.

May 1, 2019

Training for 5/1/19

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 4:44 pm

This morning was a great one for a run — cool and overcast but not raining.

So naturally, I put off running until the afternoon, when it had warmed up at least 20 degrees and the sun had come out.

Also, I ate a lot of a leftover pizza Clark told me last night had been out in the garage fridge since Sunday night.


I did an easy lap around the 6.5-mile loop. It was pretty warm, and my stomach didn’t feel so great — only had to stop in the woods once though! — but I got the run done in just over 57 minutes, an 8:49/mile average. (And I wasn’t looking at the run from last week that’s gotten stuck as the most recently completed run in my Garmin’s history.)

Tomorrow’s supposed to be even warmer than today in the afternoon. It’s getting to be the time of year I can’t procrastinate until 4 p.m. anymore.

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