Goal-setting

I promised to outline my running for the week before actually, y’know, running. OK, maybe not here in public on my blob, but to myself. I like to know, before I head out, what my goal is for the run and how it fits into my overall plan.

That’s what this post is about. Starting to set some goals for the week, and getting me started towards planning a longer-term strategy for the spring season.

But that’s a ways off, and I want to just focus on this week, so here goes my plan:

  • Monday: – Run 30 minutes
  • Tuesday: – Run 40 minutes + strength training
  • Wednesday: – Speedwork – 4 x 4:00 fast/2:00 slow
  • Thursday: – Rest day + strength training
  • Friday: – Run 35 minutes
  • Saturday: – Run 60 minutes + strength training
  • Sunday: – Rest day

Notice the focus on time, not distance. That’s how I’m approaching the next couple of weeks, I think, until I’m back up to speed.

Spring is coming closer

Yay! I got to run outside again yesterday. Spring is on its way, although I don’t think winter is quite done with Portland yet.

It was raining when I left the house, and had been all morning, so I was resigned to running at the gym. I planned on about 4 miles, maybe more if I could, which was going to be boring running on a treadmill. Ugh. But after I’d changed into running clothes, I looked outside and saw actual blue sky and sun. I decided to go outside and run my crazy figure-eight loop, where I cross over the Morrison Bridge twice, which, I think, is about 3.5 miles or so.

Luckily, because I originally planned on running on the treadmill, I didn’t take my watch, so I don’t have any idea how fast I ran. It felt good, though. Legs felt strong, my ankles and heel felt fine. Breathing… was normal. Ugh. I’d had a hard time getting some pseudephedrine earlier that day to clear out my sinuses, but I did get some. Hopefully it was just the humidity.

It was also tough going up and over the bridge twice. That’s a fairly steep ramp. I did make it about halfway round the entire loop before having to stop and walk, though. I’ll get back up to speed soon enough.

Once back to the gym, I stretched out and then went through my normal strength exercises. It, also, felt good.

Accidental treadmill

Hit the gym tonight. Only intended to do my strength training, but when I got there, there was a treadmill open, and I needed to do some aerobics to warm up, so… I did a quick mile. Inspired by my youngest nephew, I aimed for a 9:00 pace, but ended up finishing the mile in 9:24. Cooled down, stretched out, and hit the weights.

I think I’ll take tomorrow off, then try a longish run on Saturday, and more strength training.

Stupid rain is back

Ran last night. Stupid rain was back, so it was back to the gym.

I got on the treadmill after having made the cardinal mistake: starting a land war in Asia going up against a Sicilian when death was on the line not deciding in advance what my goal was.

I had run just under 3 miles on Monday. I want to build my miles back up to over 20 a week by the spring. I also want to build my speed back up. All of these aspirations were floating through my mind but hadn’t coalesced into a daily goal, the goal of that specific session on the treadmill. Those aspirations colided with my stuffy sinuses and overall blah-i-ness.

As I finished my quarter mile walking warmup, I thought, 3 miles? 3.5 miles? 4 miles? 30 minutes, no matter the milage? What, man? What’s the goal?

Again, as I plowed through the first mile, my legs felt strong. I set the pace at a nice 10:10. I did increase the incline to a 1% grade, despite the pain that had caused me previously. Where before my break, I would have heel pain in my right foot and some ankle soreness in the left, there was little to no pain at all unless I lengthened my stride to far and leaned too far forward. Standing tall, and keeping my stride fairly short but quick, produced no pain. However, if I started to lean forward, or I started to run toes-outward even a bit – and there were little pricks of pain. I have to work on my form, then. The strength training will help here.

However, after the first mile and a quarter, my throat became ever-so-slightly constricted, even at this fairly slow pace. I slowed a bit, to a 10:30 pace, and just kept pushing for another quarter-mile at a time. 1.50 miles came and went. 1.75 miles… and I had to slow to a walk. I walked for about a minute and a half, and then picked up the pace again. 2.0 miles came… 2.1 miles… and I had to stop again. Dammit. Is that enough, I asked myself, as I kept walking and my breathing returned to normal. No, I said to myself, that is not enough. I increased to a 9:50 pace and aimed for 2.5 miles.

At 2.5 miles, I decided to aim for 2.75 miles. And at that point, I stopped to walk again. I finished my walking warmup and called it a day.

Today, this morning – I wanted to see if my ankle and heel pain would return. Again, in the past, it would be worse in the morning right out of bed – the tendons would tighten up from not carrying any weight during sleep, and then that first few steps out of bed would feel like needles, mainly in the sole of my foot. But, no, nothing. I think, at the very least, that the 3-week break from running has given me enough time to heal up and strengthen up my feet and ankles. So that’s a positive.

I didn’t do any strength training last night. I will go back to the gym tonight to do that, and then run again on Friday or Saturday. This weekend I’ll plan ahead for the next couple of weeks to get my miles back up to where I’d like – but slowly. I’m aiming for a peak in April, then I’ll start planning for the late summer races and maybe (maybe, may-be) try a half-marathon in the fall.

The next generation

Three quick ones about the next generation (in reverse chronological order):

  • My beautiful 5-year-old niece (who does not have a blog) called me this morning, out of the blue, and wanted to know if I liked strawberries. I told her that, yes, I did. My sister explained that the topic of conversation had been strawberries all morning long, and my niece was polling everyone she knew about. There had been some controversy because when I was much much younger I had not liked strawberries because someone had mentioned that they had “hearts”. Ugh. Believe me, I have come to realize that was a mistake.
  • My incredible 14-year-old nephew (who has his own blog, and why not?) ran for the President’s Challenge yesterday. Readers of this space will know that Max has been interested in running for a while now and he and I run together regularly. He told me last night that he ran a 0:9:21 mile, and that it felt good because many in his class were much slower than him. I’m proud of him (although I still think he should have worn his “Run Against Bush” shirt – how could that have not been appropriate?).
  • Lastly, my amazing 35-year-old nephew (who does not have a blog – and why not?) has been asking me questions about the new Intel-based MacBook Pro. He’s thinking of going back to school for an art degree and is weighing Mac OS vs. Windows for graphic design. (Hint: I’m pro-Mac) I’m proud of him for continuing his education and not being content with the status quo!

That just leaves my 29-year-old nephew (can it be true? That age doesn’t seem right – I blame my poor memory). I haven’t heard from him or about him lately. But perhaps his brother will chime in with a quick story in the comments…

Ethics question redux

I was going through a co-worker’s desk looking for a pair of scissors yesterday. The person in question was laid-off and then re-hired at another department and hasn’t been here for at least a month and a half. And he wasn’t very well-liked anyway, being the most ineffective manager I’ve ever known, and annoying to boot.

I spotted a Starbucks gift card in among the paper clips, Sharpies, and (my goal) not one but two pairs of scissors.

I took the card. The barista today scanned it and said it still had $10.00 on it.

…yeah. I’m so keeping the card.

Run in the sun

The weather today was wonderful, at least in comparison to the past couple months. It was almost warm, and sunny, and dry. All day. Not very windy, either. And all day, I thought “If it’s like this when I get out of work, I’m going to run outside, not in the gym!”

It’s been a long time since I ran in the sun. Since Christmas Eve, actually, when I went out with my nephew. I did run outside in the streets on New Year’s Day, but that was at night. And even though the days are getting longer, and it was still light outside when I left work at 4:00 PM, I wasn’t sure that there would continue to be light enough for me to run.

In fact, the negative voice in the back of my head tried to talk me out of running outside today. It told me it was too cold, that I hadn’t packed the right gear (shorts and a short-sleeved t-shirt), that it was too windy, that it was going to be dark by the time I finished… lots of excuses.

Good thing I ignored them all.

I hopped to the gym to change, and headed out for a run around the Esplanade. It was a training run, after 3 weeks off, so I didn’t expect a fast pace. However, I did want to see if my strength training had an impact.

I started out strong – probably a bit too strong. I did make it to about the 13:00 mark before having to slow to a walk, which was OK. My legs felt great, actually – the reason I had to stop was my lungs. I guess elliptical trainers don’t work the cardio-vascular system quite as well as running, no matter how fast I push those pedals.

But I only had to stop to walk several times (maybe four? I didn’t keep track), and I tried to make up for those short (0:30 – 1:00 each) by throwing in some faster, harder running. So I turned the loop into a fartlek run.

And I noticed that stronger legs mean several positives. First, of course, they don’t tire as fast, and I was able to push myself along the ground better. But the other main improvement was that they provided far better shock absorption and cushioning, and I was able to maintain a better balance and stronger forward-and-back motion – everything felt much better aligned and in the groove than I remember them being in the past. And that was from the waist down. Yes, even my “core” being stronger helped. I will definitely continue the strength training, as the benefit is clear to me.

My breathing, however, was constrained and wheezy, dammit. I’m hoping part of that was the break in training, and another part is the cold weather. We shall see.

My final time for the measured distance (2.87 miles per Google Earth) was 0:30:41, for an average pace of about 10:41. Just about perfect for my first training run of 2006.

After my run, I went back to the gym and did two circuits (upper/core/legs), with a bit stronger weights than I’d been using last time. Then I tried to sit in the steam room but the steam room was absent any steam. Ugh. So I showered and grabbed some dinner (Bourbon chicken at the mall).

Same drill different day

Gym yesterday. Same drill as the past three weeks – 30+ minutes of aerobic (my favorite, the elliptical) and then three circuits of strength training. I did toss in an extra leg exercise, just because.

On the elliptical I did manage an indicated 3.21 miles in 30 minutes, before my cooldown, which would be a running pace of 9:20! I set the resistance lower than previously because I wanted to work on leg speed. Starting tomorrow I’m going to be back to running. We’ll see if this cross-training break has had a positive effect on my running. Looking forward to it…

Mapping my sleep cycle

I’ve discovered something about my sleep patterns.

Let me start with the past: I tend to sleep a lot. When I’m not on a regular schedule (and even sometimes when I am) I sleep for 10+ hours before being able to get up and get moving. And getting up, even then, is hard. I’m groggy and it takes me a while to fully wake up. Ugh. I used to think that I was a borderline narcoleptic.

I would tend to go to bed around 9:00 PM, and then wake up at 5:30 AM or 6:00 AM. Just wasn’t working, which didn’t make sense. That’s at least 8 hours of sleep. What’s the problem?

But for the past couple of weeks, I’ve been trying something different. I’ve done a little research and found out that sleep occurs in cycles, with three different stages in each cycle. So I’ve tried to figure out how long my personal sleep cycle is, and then arranged my bedtime and wake-up time so that it falls near the end of a cycle.

Turns out my sleep cycle appears to be around 3 hours and 20 minutes (it might even be half of that – that might be two full cycles, but I don’t think so.) On my previous schedule, I was trying to wake up in the middle of a cycle, which explains why it was so hard for me to wake up. Alarm goes off, but my body is not ready to wake up yet. Three (or six) full cycles is going to be over 10 hours – and after that much sleep, my body is probably ready to just stay asleep.

So I realized, if I go to bed at 10:30 or even as late as 11:30, I can still get up by 5:30-5:45, and it will be near a natural waking point. My only concern would be: is 6.5-7.0 hours of sleep enough?

For the past two weeks that’s what I’ve been trying to determine. And it turns out, at least short-term, that is is, in fact, enough sleep. I’m not having any trouble focusing during the day, in fact, my mood has somewhat improved and my thinking is as sharp as ever. I feel great, actually!

Who knew that less sleep was the key to curing my over-sleeping problem? I love counter-intuitive answers like that.

Poppin’ NSAIDs

Hit the gym tonight. Nothing spectacular, the same routine I’ve been doing.

As I mentioned last time, my biceps were sore today, all day. Made for an interesting day at work. I popped NSAIDs all day but it didn’t really help. Only thing that would help is more exercise (the body’s funny that way).

Attendance at the gym is still low, which I love. 35 minutes on the elliptical trainer. Did manage an indicated 3.17 miles in 30 minutes, which if I had been running would translate to a 9:27 pace, same as last Tuesday.

Also did the strength exercises, blah, blah, blah. Same routine as last Tuesday, although I did do the leg adductor exercise for one of my leg cycles. I also increased the weights a bit over last Tuesday – figure it’s time.

I’m hoping that all this time off will translate into a stronger start to my running, when I get back to it next week. Looking forward to see how I do. Should probably think about how I want to train… or maybe I should just go easy for a couple of weeks. I’ll decide this weekend.

Oh, yeah, looking forward to trying tai chi on Saturday, too.