Sunday, January 22, 2017

Salida

Two weeks ago my wife and I moved to Salida.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve always wanted to live in the mountains. Now we do. It’s totally surreal.

I know that I’m biased, but I think this is about the coolest little town on earth. The vibe is great. Tons of culture for a town this small – plenty of places to eat and socialize. Still in the baby stages of developing a social circle, but everyone we’ve met has been warm and welcoming. It’s exceeded all expectations.

Salida’s a crazy fun place to be a trail runner. There’s a link to BLM land that connects from my house to the Little Rainbow trail, which connects to a bunch of other trails, which then connects to both the Arkansas Hill Trails across Highway 50, or, if you want to get really ambitious, to the Rainbow Trail, which can take you all the way to Westcliffe to the East or to the Monarch Crest Trail to the West, the Colorado Trail, and the Continental Divide Trail, which can take you to either Mexico or Canada. Plus all 14 Sawatch 14er trailheads and 4 Sangre de Cristo 14er trailheads within an hour of my front door. 

After ten years or running circles around Wash Park, it feels like running heaven.

I like it so much I feel guilty -- just super lucky and trying to appreciate that fact. Still, there's no guarantee that my business will do well here, so I'm just trying to enjoy each day and not think too far ahead. 

This morning we joined the Chaffee County Running Club for a jog. Impressive at it sounds, it was only six of us, and that includes me and my wife. I got to run with snowshoe and burro-running legend Tom Sobol for most of it, which woke up the fanboy in me. Man, that guy has some stories to tell. Like the time when he debated signing up for Hardrock the night before the race ($70 entry fee at the time). Super humble and friendly guy. And he can definitely still run.

The move even inspired me to sign up for a couple of races -- first time I've signed up for anything longer than a 5k since 2012. I’m doing the local trail marathon in March and then I put my name into the SJS 50 lottery for June. Figure I’ll be spending plenty of time at elevation, so not a bad time to get back into it. I won’t be setting any competitive goals for either. Just looking to get back to spending a lot of time outside and up high.

With all that said, if you read this blog and you know me, shoot me a message the next time you’re down our way. One of the only downsides of being here is that we’re so far from most of the people we know. So we'd the love the company if you're ever in the area.

Sunday, August 28, 2016

Changing Course

Last year I wrote this post where I speculated that I could maintain or even gain fitness as a runner, only running four days a week.

It didn’t work.

I tried the four-day-a-week approach for about two years. And while I didn’t lose my fitness completely, it never felt like I was improving. At best I felt stagnant.

I wrote in that post that I thought I could run big-buckle fast running only four days a week. But I never even got to the starting line of a 100 running four days a week. Because I was never that fit, whenever I tried to run for more than three hours, the experience was unpleasant enough that the idea of running for 24-hours never appealed to me.

Who knows if I could have ever run sub-24 in a 100 running four days a week. What I learned was running four days a week, I didn’t have the energy to try. When you know you’re not that fit, the idea of racing just doesn’t feel that appealing.

That’s where I have been running-wise for a while.

Then, last month, I went to Leadville and Salida for a week, just to get out of the city. Because of my surroundings, I spontaneously decided to run every day.

It felt great. It felt right.

So I kept doing it. And now I'm on a 35-day running streak.

It makes a huge difference. Rather than picking up injuries, the niggles are going away. If I run the same pace as I used to run, my heart rate is lower. I can run faster and still stay aerobic. My energy’s better. I’ve shed about ten pounds.

I’m running less per day than before. But because I’m running every day, my fitness is improving. Much more abruptly than I would have expected.

Like I said, I was wrong.

And as it so happens, the more I run, the more I want to run. I’m looking up races for winter and spring.  The thought of running 100s is creeping into my head again.

This isn’t the first time I’ve had these thoughts. Take it with a grain of salt.

But I feel great. And I’m more excited than I’ve been about running in a while.

This winter, I think I’ll dip my toes into some 5K and local road races to see how it goes.

And so yeah, that’s it. Nothing earth shattering to report. I guess I just re-learned a lesson I had already learned 25 years ago.

If you want to be a good runner, run every day.


Duh.

Friday, March 18, 2016

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Low-mileage ultra theory

In 2011 and 2012, I made running a priority. Now it’s not. That’s ok. It’s a conscious decision. I’m doing some other things now that matter more to me than ultra-running.

But I love running. And I miss the competitive landscape. I’ve been running since I was 11. I hit my athletic peak at age 14, when I ran a 5:09 mile and 2:18 half mile. I was decent in high school and then a non-factor in college. I lost the competitive drive in my 20s. I ballooned to 220 pounds and thought I’d never be a real runner again.

But even then, I ran. Not far or fast. Only ten miles a week, maybe. But I ran.

And in 2008, when a high school running buddy bet me that he would run the Leadville 100, I said I’d do the same.

Four years later, I ran and finished the thing. 

That summer, I quit my law job and lived in the mountains, camping in the open air and playing in the mountains. It was great. But that’s not my life now.

My life’s totally different today. Instead of having no work, I have my own law firm with employees and lots of clients. On the side, I’m a co-founder of two startups in the process of raising capital and trying to get traction in the market. The demands on my time don’t stop. It’s ok. I like it. But it’s hardly conducive to running ultras.

Or is it?

I’m a fan of this guy. And I’m always trying to figure out ways to cut the fat. I always wonder if there’s a way to get what I want in less time – to get more efficient. I like to look at processes through the lens of the Pareto principle, which says that 80% of the effects come from 20% of the causes. In sales, 80% of revenue might come from 20% of your clients. In playing guitar, 80% of the ability could be acquired in 20% the time. Or so the theory goes.

Does this apply to ultra-running? Or, asked differently, what’s the minimum amount of running you could do to be a decent ultra-runner?

I’ve seen lots of sites dedicated to people who do low-mileage ultras. And I know it’s possible to finish an ultra, even a 100, on low mileage. But I don’t want to just finish. I want to be reasonably competitive.

I’m not so foolish as to believe that I can maximize my ultra-running capacity by running only 4-8 hours a week. But could I be decent? Could I be big-buckle fast (or the non-Leadville equivalent) on an average of 5 hours a week? Could I finish in the top 20% of the field, on a minimal training regiment?

I don’t know. But I’m half inclined to find out.

So here is my plan:

(All times in minutes)

For a minimum of 12 weeks

Week 1

Tuesday – 60 w/ 30 minutes on treadmill, max incline
Wednesday – 30 (80 if you have time)
Friday – 180-300
Sunday – 80

Week 2

Tuesday 60 – high intensity
Wednesday – 30 (80 if you have time)
Friday – 80
Sunday – 80 w/ threshold run

Repeat.

There’s one additional component: Six weeks and four weeks before the race, run back-to-back 180-300-minute days.

That’s it.

This plan requires eleven long runs, plus thirty or so runs of 80 minutes or more.
  
I think how you allocate time in running is more important than the total running time allocated. One 80-minute run would be worth 10 30-minute runs. One 180-minute run worth five 80-minute runs. Or so my theory goes.

Plus, from the busy-person perspective, fewer runs means less time getting ready for and cleaned up after runs.

I think I could be decent with this much training. Still, the question might be moot. Because with me, there’s a secondary question in whether I can even set aside this much time.

Is it enough?


To be continued…

Friday, February 13, 2015

Weed as a Performance Enhancer = BS

This article has been making the rounds because of its provocative postulating about whether marijuana is a performance enhancer in ultras. I am not a doctor. I am not a pothead. I am not a competitive ultrarunner. But I can say this with complete confidence: The idea that marijuana is a performance enhancer is total horeshit.

Jenn Shelton was quoted in the article saying, "the person who is going to win an ultra is someone who can manage their pain, not puke and stay calm," said veteran runner Jenn Shelton. "Pot does all three of those things."

Hmmm. Ok. While all that sounds plausible, what Ms. Shelton leaves out is that marijuana totally messes with your endocrine system. Dry mouth, inconsistent heart rate, irregular appetite, and, more than anything else, an overall sluggishness and lack of motivation. Do that while ultrarunning, and you're toast. And never mind the fact that marijuana doesn't exactly improve your coordination. Do it at Leadville and you'll be tripping every fourth step around the lake and on the Colorado Trail. Do it at Hardrock and you're likely to end up floating downstream in the San Juans.

Could you have a pot brownie at mile 93 and finish ok? Sure. Just like you could have a beer at mile 93 and finish just fine. Do it at mile 7 and you won't finish or won't finish anywhere near your potential, at a bare minimum.

How confident am I am about this fact? I'll bet anyone - anyone - $1000 they can't finish top five at Leadville this year while high the whole time. I'll be there and I'll be watching the leaders. If you can eat a pot brownie at the start, mile 25, the turnaround,  and mile 75, and still finish top five, I'll give you a $1000. It ain't gonna happen. The idea that you can be high at four in the morning and then go trade blows with Aish, Sharman, Krar, Zeke & Co. for 100 miles is an insult to the dedication and intensity of those athletes. And I don't think anyone who is a serious threat would even consider the challenge, because anyone capable of finishing top five knows how important having all your faculties in tune is to having a good race.

The only runner who is quoted as saying he's done it uses it exclusively as a "post-race, post-run remedy." To that point, in very limited quantities, that sounds plausible. But note how even he talks about levels. In the same way that if you take too much Advil and you could put yourself at serious risk, the same would apply to marijuana as a pain-reliever. Except that in large quantities it would just throw off your motivation and recovery, because your endocrine system would be overly taxed.

Could you consume small amounts post-run and still remain reasonably competitive? Sure. Just like you could have a few beers after every run and it would only have a marginal impact on performance. But to the extent that it's a pain reliever, I don't think its benefits would outweigh its drawbacks. And it could only be used as a pain reliever successfully in very modest quantities, at which point, I don't think it moves the needle. Either way, serious ultrarunners won't be consuming weed to improve their performance any time soon. The rigors of competing at the highest levels simply don't allow it.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Old, Fat, & Slow

I ran a 5k for the first time in nearly 20 years this morning, at the Polar Bear 5k in Wash Park. It's been about 2 1/2 years since I've run a race of any distance, and that one was a little longer. So I wasn't sure what to expect.

Well, it was kinda fun. Went out the first half mile in second place, behind one guy who went way off the front. He ended up winning in 16:30-something. Then, a pack of four dudes and one chick passed me before we got to mile 1. At first I thought they were gone, but then I kinda hung on off the back of the pack, and by mile 2, I was able to catch the chick. About a quarter of a mile later, I passed three more dudes with something that resembled a surge. I made half an effort to catch the guy who was in second, but by this time, my lungs were burning something fierce.

Turned the last corner, saw low-18s on the clock, and then did my best attempt at a sprint. It wasn't good enough, as I was out-kicked at the line by some punk 19-year-old kid. (Not really. He was actually very nice.)

Anyhow, 18:31. 4th overall. Good times.

Have the goal of getting down into low-17s and maybe high 16s by year end. Seems kinda ambitious, but I know a guy who knows a thing about speed, and he's already crushing it as a coach (one of his athletes got 2nd at the half-marathon championships in Houston today). He thinks I can do it in three months, no problem. I'm not sure he knows what it's like to be a normal person.

Might do another race or two in the next month. Getting married mid-February, so probably gonna take a month off then. Looking to get back at it full-on come March.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Planting Seeds

I sure do suck at updating this blog. And, well, the main reason for that is that I haven’t done anything worth writing about running-wise.

This summer was a bit of an unusual one for me. From May 22nd to July 7th, I rented out my house in the Wash Park area and went traveling around Europe. As may be obvious from my name, my family is Irish. The primary excuse for the trip was going to go to two family weddings in Ireland. There was one wedding on my Dad’s side in late May and another on June 30th on my Mom’s side. So I figured, what the heck? I’ll go to both. In between I made side trips to Scotland and Spain. Needless to say, it was a blast. But it was a bit spotty on the running front.

The lone exception to that was the Scottish Island called the Isle of Skye.  Holy crap was that a fantastic spot for trail running. I did about eight hours of trail running there in three days and didn’t begin to scratch the surface. If you ever get a chance to go to Scotland and you’re a trail runner, I can’t recommend it highly enough.

My fiancee showing off just one of the many views on Isle of Skye
I'm about the world's least attentive photographer, but if I weren't, I could post another 77,000 fantabulous pictures. On google images, check out Nesit Point, Fairy Pools, Quiraing, the Cuillins, and the rest of the Isle of Skye, if you're curious. Perhaps the coolest trail running locale I've ever been.

Anyhow, I came back. And that's nice, too. Long story short, I’ve been pretty consistent about trail running since I’ve been back. I’ve gone on 6 runs in the last eight weeks on mountain trails that have been 2:30 or longer. That doesn’t make me Tony Krupicka circa 2007, but it’s a nice start for me. I’m starting to feel some strength get back in my legs. I have a tendency to injure myself when I ramp up mileage, but suffice it to say that I’m building a wee base.

For what?

I have a few things in mind.
  1. I’d like to do the Rim-to-Rim-to-Rim this October/November. I’ve never done it. My fiancee’s never even seen it. So we were thinking of taking the dogs down to Arizona and giving it a go before the federal government declares ultrarunners illegal down there. If that sounds like anyone’s idea of fun, let me know. We’re thinking of Halloween weekend.
  2. Last year, I ran 36 miles around Wash Park on the Saturday before my 36th birthday. This year I’ll probably do 37. If I’m healthy, that’ll happen Saturday, November 15th.
  3. Rocky Raccoon 100 – Jan. 31st, 2015? I ain’t committing just yet. Getting to the starting line fit and healthy is half the battle. But it’s a thought. Not a goal yet. But a thought.