I’ve been asked by fellow athletes and friends over the past few months: why run, why race, and why invest time and money doing it. After contemplating these questions over several miles in the sunny days of summer and fall, I now have an answer. I run because it gives me joy and I have fun doing it, I race because it keeps me accountable, and I invest because there aren’t many other things I’d rather be doing.
I accomplished my 2017 running goals this thankful October 8th. I can and can’t believe I did it. I bettered my 1/2 marathon time, I broke a sub 60min/10km, and I ran a marathon with consistent training, no injuries, and discipline.
In May I competed in the Scotiabank Half Marathon in Calgary and bettered my time by 4 mins from 7 months prior in 2016. Although that was already an improvement and technically a check off the goal list, most of my training is done after the snow has melted after May. So on Labour Day weekend, I decided to participate in the Kelowna Wine Country Half Marathon to gauge improvement from spring to fall. It also sounded fun with a wine tasting after the finish line and was advertised as a relatively fast and scenic course with a total elevation change of 536 feet and net loss of 422 feet. In reality it was the toughest one I have done yet with hilly winery roads and a relatively warm morning.
What I took away from this race however was how good I felt. First, when I looked at my watch to see that I had ran 3.1mi in 27mins, and just a few years before I couldn’t run that distance under 31mins. Second, when I had maintained my pace, and at 6.2mi I was under 60mins which was a goal in itself this year, let alone racing that speed in a 13.1mi race. And third, when I finished with a 2:07.46, 7 mins faster than the one ran in May. After 4 Half Marathon races in 15 months, I incrementally improved my divisional place 2 weeks later.
I participated in my third consecutive Melissa’s Road Race in Calgary. Another hilly 10km race up and down Tunnel Mountain. I have often questioned why I do it and I decided half way in the summer to register again, as running up hills continue to be one of my biggest challenges and I wanted to keep myself accountable to hill train. Although I had accomplished my goal of running a sub 60min 10km in the spring, this would be the only race I would do year after year yielding a fairly accurate measurement of improvement. I also learned a few things. I learned the course from the two prior years, and knew now when to take my gels and how I needed to pace myself. This year I learned that I should take back up race clothes as I dressed for weather a few degrees cooler and regretted not having an option to dress down. I did have the most fun this time however feeling good enough to do a little dance when starting the decent after the last incline, and improved my divisional place from 42% the year prior to 88%. Wow… 88% percent of Females 30-39 finished after me… no kidding I felt like dancing!
I talked to several people about ending the race year with a Marathon and again spent many miles thinking about it. I heard other people’s stories of doing one, or intending to do one, or why some would never do another one. My respect for marathoners has grown over the years as I have cheered them on. I looked forward to completing my own for most of the year. I now know the feeling behind those faces of smiles and grimaces… only 26.2mi can create them.
I was also given a lot of advice in order to be successful at the BMO Okanagan Marathon. I was told not to do anything new a few weeks prior that could create injury. I was anxious to get back to yoga after a few months away from the studio and said to myself… I’ll just take it easy. I over stretched a knee and felt it ache for a good third of the marathon. I learned to listen to the experienced.
I was told that I should be able to rely on what the aid stations have. I packed a backpack full of gels and 2 liters of fluid and didn’t use 2/3 of it. I learned that aid stations are hard to rely on when they are generally unreliable, but that it can still offer most of what you probably need.
I was told, finish it without hurting yourself. So I tapered early, did some shorter runs, and even a swim to limit impact before the race. After mile 15 I said to myself, how can you not hurt doing a marathon? 48 hours after the race however, my stiff peg legs were gone and I recovered quicker and better than a lot of races I had done this year. I learned to be responsible.
I was told that pacing was key, this wasn’t a half! In August I decided that finishing the marathon in 5 hours would be a realistic challenge. I ran mile over mile consistently, not deviating more than 40 seconds per mile with an average pace of 11:21min/miles. I finished with a chip time of 5:00:12, smiling and proud. I learned to pick a pace, stick with it, and if you still have anything left, you’ll need and appreciate it in the last 6 miles.
I’ve started to contemplate my running goals for 2018. What’s next? While I have some ideas, I think it will take a few frosty outside runs to solidify. For now, I am thankful for my continued discipline to run when I have wanted to socialize and patio. I am thankful for the connections I have made through talking and participating in the sport. I am thankful for the improvement and achievements I obtained. AND I think to myself…. What a Wonderful World.