Wednesday, January 23, 2019

Rome, Florence, and Saint Peter's Marathon

 In 2012, Deb and I took a vacation in Venice, and I ran the Venice Marathon.  Of all the trips we’ve taken, this was Deb’s favorite.  Since then, we’ve wanted to go to Rome, but for one reason or another, it was never a good time for us to travel there together.  This year, we were finally able to make that trip.
 
I always combine travel with marathons.  When we started planning a Rome trip, I was thinking of running the Rome Marathon, which is in April.  As I started looking into the details of that race, I discovered there was a legal squabble.  Roma Capitale was awarded the contract to manage the race in 2019, but Associazione Italia Marathon Club, who managed the race previously, claimed they still owned the rights for two more years.  Associazione Italia Marathon Club appealed to a regional administrative court.   I didn’t know how long it would take for this situation to get resolved, and in the meantime, I couldn’t enter the race.

Deb and I started considering other alternatives.  One possibility was to do sightseeing in Rome and then make a side trip to another city in Italy where I could run a marathon.  For example, I could have done the Pisa Marathon in December.  Another possibility was to combine our Rome vacation with a side trip to a nearby country with a marathon.  Malta, for example, has a marathon in February.  That would have made the travel arrangements more complicated, but it would have given me a new country.  I’ve already run a marathon in Italy.

As we were considering our options, I learned that Brent Weigner was organizing a small low-key marathon in the Vatican.  That fit into our plans perfectly.  The Vatican City (a.k.a. Holy See) is completely enclosed by Rome, but it’s an independent country.


As we started pricing flights to Rome, I noticed the airfare was less expensive if we stayed at least seven days.  Eight days seemed to be the sweet spot.  That gave us enough time to also spend a few days in Florence.  We could take a train from Rome to Florence, and flying home from Florence didn’t cost any more than flying home from Rome.

Tuesday, January 15

We arrived in Rome around noon, after an overnight flight to Amsterdam and a late morning flight from there to Rome.  We took an express train from the airport to Rome’s central train station.  Our hotel was only a few blocks from the train station.

We stayed at Hotel Mediterraneo.  This hotel was a well-located.  In addition to being close to the train station, it was also close to a transit station that was at the intersection of Rome’s two main subway lines.

After checking in and doing a little bit of unpacking, we started our sightseeing with a self-guided walking tour of central Rome.  Rome has numerous town squares, called piazzas.  Most of the piazzas have fountains, and each fountain is a work of art.  The closest piazza to our hotel was Piazza della Repubblica, where we saw the Fountain of the Naiads.  Next we stopped by Piazza Barberini, which is home to Tritan Fountain.

The most famous fountain in Rome is Trevi Fountain.  You can’t capture all the artwork in a single picture.


 
Our next stop was Piazza di Spagna, which was named for the Spanish Embassy to the Holy See.  Here we saw Fontana della Barcaccia and the “Spanish steps.”



From Piazza di Spagna, we walked to Piazza Augusto Imperatore, which is right on the bank of the
River Tiber.


This piazza is named for the Emporer Augustus.  It’s the site of an above-ground mausoleum, which holds his remains.  The mausoleum was fenced off for excavation, so we had to settle for the view from behind the fence.  This piazza is also home to Fontana della Botticella.



Piazza Navona is a long rectangular plaza that has three fountains.  At the north end is a fountain depicting Neptune and an octopus.  The central fountain is the Fountain of Four Rivers, with different sculptures on each side.  Finally, Fontana del Moro is located at the south end of the piazza.




Our next stop was the Pantheon.  The outside of this temple is 2000 years old.  The ornate artwork on the inside, however is only five centuries old.




In between these stops, we passed other interesting buildings, monuments and ruins.  We also stopped at a few shops.





The last fountain we visited on Tuesday was the Fountain of the Turtles in Piazza Mattei.


By now, we had walked more than five miles, and Deb’s feet were getting sore from all the cobblestones.  We wanted to take a Lyft back to the hotel, but Lyft isn’t available in Rome, and we haven’t installed the Uber app yet.  Instead, we walked back.   Our route, by chance, brought us by the Vittoriano, which is a monument to Italy’s first king.


After a much needed break, we went to dinner at Ristorante Alessio.  I was able to have pizza, while Deb had cacio e pepe, a pasta dish which is a staple of Roman cuisine.  After dinner, our server gave us each a shot of limoncello.  I think I have a new favorite drink.

Neither of us slept on our overnight flight, so we struggled to get through the day.  We held out until 8:30, but then we had to go to bed.  Deb slept OK.  I only slept for an hour or two, so I was a wreck on Wednesday.

Wednesday, January 16

After having breakfast at the hotel, we took a guided tour of ancient Rome.  We met our guide across the street from the Colosseum.


We started outside, as our guide explained the history and architecture of the Colosseum.  After we entered, we gradually worked our way up and around the first two levels.  From the second level, we could see part of the floor, as well as ongoing excavation of the passages underneath.



After leaving the Colosseum, we walked past other ancient ruins.  We also walked on portions of the original cobblestone roads.


Our next stop was the Roman Forum, where we learned about Julius Caesar.




After the Roman Forum, we walked to the top of Palatine Hill, which used to be reserved for men of power and privilege.




When we got back to the hotel, we had to take a break.  We did miles of walking, including cobblestones and tall steps.  When we were ready to go out again, we had a late lunch at another restaurant near our hotel.  Deb tried a different pasta dish, and I tried a different style of pizza.

After lunch, we went to the Basilica di San Giovanni in Laterano.  This was the first Christian basilica built in Rome.  From the 4th century until the 14th century, it was the Pope’s main place of worship.  The Pope still presides over this basilica as the Bishop of Rome.






Next, we saw the Santuario della Scala Santa & Sancta Sanctorum.  The Scala Santa is said to be the same set of stairs that Jesus climbed in the palace of Pontius Pilate in Jerusalem.  These steps were transported to Rome in the 4th century and are considered sacred.  Church doctrine says that you can only climb them on your knees, saying a prayer on each step.

These steps lead to the Sanctum Sanctorum (Holiest of Holies), which was once the pope’s private chapel.

We were still full from a huge lunch, so in lieu of dinner, we stopped for gelato on our way back to the hotel.  In general, our meals were so filling that we could have lunch or dinner, but not both in the same day.

We went to bed earlier that night.  I slept better than I did the first night, but I still couldn’t sleep through the night.

Thursday, January 17

Thursday morning, we took a guided tour of the Vatican.  On our way there, we noticed the subway was unusually crowded.  Transit workers were going on strike at 8:30.  Most local residents, knowing that, made a point of leaving early enough to get to their destinations before the trains stopped running.  Our tour started at 8:30, so we got there OK.  Getting back to the hotel afterwards was another matter.

It was a small group tour, limited to 10 people.  As it happens, there were only three of us, plus the tour guide.  That made it possible for our guide to talk to us without using headsets.  It also allowed her to show us more areas than she could with a larger group.

After a quick look at the Vatican Gardens, we toured the Vatican Museums.  There are 22 museums in all, and we visited most of them.  Our guide was very knowledgeable about art, and the history of the Vatican.




After the museums, we saw the Sistine Chapel.  The frescoes were cleaned in the 90s, and the colors are surprisingly vivid.

After the Sistine Chapel, we toured St. Peter’s Basilica.





We saw the tombs of several popes, including John Paul II.


I was hoping to have lunch at the Vatican after our tour.  There are cafeterias inside the Vatican Museums, and one of them is a pizzeria, so I thought I would have an opportunity to have pizza in a new country.  Unfortunately, the museums were the first part of our tour, and we had to leave the museums to go to St. Peter’s Basilica.  Once you leave the museums, you can’t go back without waiting in line and getting new tickets.

Outside the basilica, we saw two of the Swiss guards.


I don’t know what the occasion was, but there was some kind of festival going on in St. Peter’s Square and the nearby streets.




Because the subway wasn’t running, we had to walk back to our hotel.  We made the most of it by doing some shopping and sightseeing along the way.  We also stopped twice for gelato.  Two of the buildings we saw on our way were Castel Sant’ Angela and the Supreme Court building.




After a rest break at the hotel, as visited Basilica Papale di Santa Maria Maggiore, which was only a short walk from our hotel.




We finished our day with dinner at a restaurant near the basilica.  As usual, Deb had pasta and I had pizza.

Friday night was the first night that I slept well all night.  I really needed that.

Friday, January 18

This was the first morning that we didn’t have to set an alarm.  We slept a little later and had a leisurely breakfast at the hotel.

After breakfast, we went to Villa Borghese.  This is a large park that was once the estate of Cardinal Scipione Borghese. We entered the park near Porta Pinciata, a 5th century arched gate through the ancient city wall.


Our first stop inside the park was Museo e Galleria Borghese, which houses one of the world’s finest private art collections.  In addition to the permanent collection of sculptures and paintings, we saw a temporary exhibit of Picasso sculptures.

After touring the gallery, we went outside to see the gardens.



We were just starting to explore the interior of the park when we got caught in a brief rain shower.  After that, we returned to the hotel.

After drying off and changing into dry clothes, we went to lunch at Santa Maria Osteria.  Deb had cacio e pepe again, and I tried a different style of pizza.  Then we spent the rest of the afternoon shopping and relaxing at the hotel.

In the evening, we went over to the Rome Marriott Grand Flora Hotel for a pre-race meeting with the other runners who were doing the marathon.  Brent briefed us on the course and went over the race rules.

After we got back, we stopped at a grocery store and got some pastry.  I ate some of the pastry as a light dinner, and I saved the rest for race day.

Saturday, January 18

Saturday was race day.  I had to leave before the hotel started its breakfast service, so I ate more of the pastry we bought the night before.

I met other runners at the Marriott, and we shared a cab ride to the Vatican.  They don’t open the gates until 7:00, so while we waited, a few of us went to a nearby McDonald’s for coffee.  I’m not a coffee drinker, but it was a chance to sit down indoors.  Also, they had bathrooms.

Although the main gate isn’t opened until 7:00, one of the runners knew about another gate on the side that opened earlier.

At 7:00, we all assembled near the Vatican Obelisk for a pre-race photos.  Then we started the race.  At this hour of the morning, we were the only people in St. Peter’s square, other than a few nuns and the security guards.

We all started out walking.  We walked as a group to the gate on the north side of St. Peter’s Square.  As soon as we left the square, we were outside the Vatican, but then we ran all the way around the Vatican, staying on the sidewalk adjacent to the Vatican walls.  Actually, we mostly walked.  In some spots, there’s very little room between the road and the wall.  In other spots, we had to go up or down steps.


There weren’t any aid stations, so we were each required to carry our own hydration system.  I had a fuel belt that held a single 22 oz. bottle, and I also had a hand-held bottle.  Ordinarily, that wouldn’t be enough fluid for an entire marathon, but temperatures were in the 40s, and I made a point of not dressing too warm.

As we were almost done running/walking around the Vatican, I saw a fountain on the outside of the wall, so I topped off the bottle I was drinking from.  Does that mean I was drinking holy water?

We re-entered St. Peter’s Square from a gate on the south side, and then ran out through the main gate.  We had to go a few blocks alongside a busy street, and we crossed two intersections.  There’s a bridge over the Tiber that’s just across from Castel Sant’ Angela.  Next to the bridge, there’s a long set of steps leading down to a bike path.  This was the end of the slow part of the course.  For the first two and a half miles, I was mostly walking.  Once we were on the bike path, we had a good running surface, and we never had to cross another street.  Now we could run freely.

As we each went down the steps, Sue Weigner recorded each runner's number, to make sure everyone made it through the first part of the course and onto the bike path.

The rest of the course was an out-and-back on the bike path that we ran five times.  Most of the time, we were right alongside the river.  As we got closer to the turnaround, we climbed a hill up to street level.  As we completed each lap, Sue took down our numbers.

I started the race wearing gloves and a Tyvek jacket, but I shed them as soon as I started to warm up.  Every now and then, I took a small sip of water, but I was rationing my water carefully.

Where the bike path climbed up to the street, there was another path that continued alongside the river.  By the time we reached this point, we were already getting spread out enough that you couldn’t always see the next runner in front of you.  In the first lap, several runners went the wrong way.  Later, as I saw runners who were confused about the course, I explained where they were supposed to turn.  By the second lap, everyone had it figured out.

In a race as small as this, I don’t expect any crowd support, but there was a local runner who yelled out encouragement in Italian, each time we passed each other.  I think he recognized my T-shirt from the Venice Marathon.

Toward the end of my second lap, I felt a few raindrops.  I knew rain was a possibility, but I wasn’t expecting it this soon.  Early in my third lap, I felt more drops.  The pavement was wet, and I could see rain hitting the river.  I had to stop and put on my jacket again.

For the next several miles, I was cold.  Thick cloud cover meant no warmth from the sun.  I was also noticing more wind.  On the bright side, I wasn’t perspiring too much, so I didn’t need to drink much.  Halfway through the race, I was still on my first water bottle.

Eventually, the rain stopped, but I was still cold, so I kept my jacket on.  By the time I finished my third lap of the out-and-back, I was done with my first bottle, so I dropped it off where Sue was waiting.  It was a relief to no longer have to carry a bottle.  Aside from the extra weight, it made my hand cold.

I eventually warmed up, but I kept my jacket on.  I unzipped it, but I was afraid I’d get too cold if I took it off completely.  I was beginning to perspire more, but by now, I was confident I had enough water for the rest of the race.

With about eight miles to go, I was tiring noticeably.  I wasn’t going particularly fast, but I always tire faster when I have to carry water with me.  I really notice the extra weight.

I pressed on at the best pace I could manage, but I could tell I was slowing down.  With about two miles to go, the sun came out, and I immediately started to get hot.  I had to stop again to take off my jacket.

I finished the race in 4:34:10.  I ran negative splits by about 11 minutes.  It’s worth noting, however, that I walked most of the first two and a half miles.

It didn’t cost anything to enter this race, but Brent still provided finisher medals.


I wasn’t expecting any post-race food, but one of the other runners provided cookies for everyone.  It’s always nice to have something to eat after a race.  It’s especially nice when you’ve had nothing but water during the race.

After the race, I still had to walk almost a mile to get to the nearest subway station, so I could get back to the hotel.  I was wearing damp running clothes, and I didn’t have any extra layers.  Now that I was no longer running, I got cold quickly.  I was about halfway to the station when I realized I forget to retrieve my hand-held water bottle.  I couldn’t bring myself to go back, knowing how much extra time I would need to spend outdoors in the cold.

While I was running, Deb was able to do some shopping.  Her lower back was bothering her, and she had blisters and sore muscles from all the walking we did over the previous four days, so she stayed within a few blocks of our hotel.

When I got back to the hotel, I finished the rest of the pastry I bought Friday night.  Then Deb got back.  She hadn’t had anything to eat since breakfast, and she was hungry for lunch.  She didn’t have to twist my arm much.  We went to another of the many Italian restaurants near our hotel.  This time we both had pizza.  We were both so stuffed that we didn’t need to have dinner that night, other than a few beverages we picked up at a mini market.

Sunday, January 20

After breakfast, we checked out of our hotel and took a train to Florence.  It took about 90 minutes to get to Florence.

We stayed at a boutique hotel called Hotel Paris.  These were the views from our room.



In the afternoon, we took a free walking tour of Florence.  They have different tours in the morning and afternoon.  The afternoon tour is focused on the art and architecture of the Renaissance.  The highlight of the tour was Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore (a.k.a the Duomo).




One of the more unusual sights was a church built inside a former grain market.


We finished our tour at the Basilica di Santa Croce di Firenze.  It has been called the Pantheon of Florence.  The tombs of many of the greatest artists and writers of Florence are beneath this church.


After our tour, we had an early dinner at Osteria de’ Peccatori.  We enjoyed our entrees, but the desserts were even better.

Monday, January 21

On Monday, we took an all-day guided tour called The Best of Tuscany.   This tour gave us a chance to see a few other towns in Tuscany.  We travelled by motor coach, which left from the central train station.

Our first stop was Sienna.  We saw the large town square where the town’s 17 districts compete every summer in a horse race.  We also saw the Sienna Duomo.




The floor of the Duomo features 56 marble images designed by 40 different artists.  Staining the marble is a painstaking  process that took  hundreds of years to complete.


Next we traveled to a farm in the Chianti region, where we had lunch.  They served a four
course meal made from locally grown ingredients.  Each course was paired with a different local wine.

After lunch, we continued to San Gimignano.  San Gimignano is one the best preserved towns from the medieval period.




San Gimignano is built on the top of a hill.  From the town, you can see the surrounding Tuscan countryside.


Our last stop was Pisa.  We arrived just after sunset, so we barely had time to take pictures of the leaning tower before it got too dark.  The leaning tower, as it’s known today, was originally supposed to be the bell tower for the Pisa Duomo.



We also barely had time to see the cathedral before it was closed to tourists for the day.



We got back around 8:00 and still had to walk back to our hotel from the train station.  We got to bed later than night, but we both slept well.

Tuesday, January 22

After breakfast, we went shopping at the central market.  There’s a large building next to the market square where dozens of different vendors sell different kinds of food.  On the nearby streets, streets vendors sell clothing, leather goods, and various souvenirs.



Later in the morning, we went on a guided tour of the Florence Academy of Fine Arts.  There are paintings and sculptures by other artists, but the gallery is dedicated mostly to the work of Michelangelo.  The highlight of the gallery is the original copy of his sculpture of David.  I've seen pictures before, but it's much more impressive in person.


After the tour, we went back to the central market.  Then we stopped for lunch on our way back to the hotel.  As we left the restaurant, we couldn’t resist stopping next door for gelato.  We had gelato several times in Rome, Florence, and San Gimignano.  This cup has Nutella, cocoa, and pistachio.


Later in the afternoon, we had a guided tour of the Uffizi Gallery.  There are works of art from different periods, but our guide focused on important works by artists connected to Florence, such as Michelangelo, Botticelli, Leonardo daVinci, and Rafael.

 
Wednesday, January 23

We had an early flight to Amsterdam, so we had to leave the hotel at 4:30 AM, so we could get to the airport right when the check-in counters were opening.   Because we checked out before breakfast, the hotel gave us each a to-go breakfast.  We ate about half of it while we were waiting for our taxi and the other half after we got to the airport.

Our flight to Amsterdam was relatively short, but then we had a long layover and an eight hour flight to Minneapolis.  It was a long travel day.  I was tempted to try to nap on the flight, but I forced myself to stay awake so I would have an easier time getting to sleep after we got home.  The jet lag always seems to be worse coming home.

The meal on our flight home was pasta.  As if we didn't get enough in Italy.

Race Statistics
Distance:  26.2 miles
Time:  4:34:10
Average Pace:  10:28
Lifetime Marathons/Ultras:  365
Countries:  33

Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Race Report: 2019 Texas Marathon


On January 1st, I ran the Texas Marathon in Kingwood.  This race is always held on New Year’s Day.  I originally scheduled only one marathon in December and one in January.  Then I noticed they were six weeks apart.  I didn’t want to go that many weeks without a long training run.  I also didn’t want to run that far on a treadmill, and I couldn’t count on having good road conditions in Minnesota in January.  I’d much rather run a marathon, even if it means traveling.

Kingwood is just outside Houston.  I flew to Houston on Monday and stayed at the Hampton Inn in Humble.  After checking in, I continued to Kingwood to pick up my race packet.  I could have waited until Tuesday morning, but I didn’t want to deal with picking it up in the morning.

In addition to a T-shirt and a hat, we each received a nice duffle bag.


The race directors are Steve and Paula Boone, who were two of the founders of the 50 States Marathon Club.  Because of that, this race is always like a de facto 50 states club reunion. Without knowing who was going to be there, I knew I would see lots of friends.

I had dinner with my friend Jane, who was visiting from Australia.  We met seven years ago at the Tahoe Triple.  It was nice to catch up.

I went to bed early, but couldn’t get to sleep.  There have been numerous occasions when I couldn’t sleep, because of pre-race anxiety.  This was different.  My mind was calm, but every time I was close to falling asleep, I had to get up to go to the bathroom.  I don’t know where all that liquid was coming from.  After a few hours, I started to get hot.  That sometimes happens during the night, if I eat a large dinner.

One time, after a trip to the bathroom, I glanced at the clock, climbed back into bed, and actually fell asleep.  When I woke up, I looked at the clock again.  It was only 10 minutes later.  That was the only sleep I got that night.

About 10 minutes before my alarm clock was set to go off, I got up and started getting ready.  I was downstairs when Hampton Inn started their breakfast service, so I had time to have a cup of tea and a pastry.  While I was in the breakfast area, I bumped into my friends Teal and Carol.

I carpooled with Jane, and we got to the race in time to find street parking about a block from where the race starts and finishes.  When we got out of the car, we started bumping into all kinds of people we knew.

Fifteen minutes before the race started, they had a pre-race ceremony.  This was the 20th Texas Marathon, and they introduced runners who have done five, ten, fifteen, or in one case, all 20 Texas Marathons.  They also introduced four runners who were running their 100th marathon at this race.  The surprise of the ceremony was a marriage proposal.  (She said, “Yes.”)  Then we all sang the national anthem together.

A sign where you enter Kingwood refers to the city as the “living forest.”  The entire city feels like a park.  They have a network of sidewalks through the woods, called the Kingwood Greenbelt.

The course is an out-and-back on the Kingwood Greenbelt.  We did the same out-and-back four times.  After the field gets spread out, there are runners going in both directions, so it can get congested in spots.  There was a half marathon that did two loops of the course, but they didn’t start until 15 minutes after the marathon.

The temperature at the start was about 45 degrees.  When I was driving to the race, it was foggy, but the fog lifted by the time we started running.  The temperature was forecast to climb to 55 by noon, but I still dressed fairly warm.  I often wear tights in conditions where other people wear shorts.  Today was no different.  I wore my cheetah tights and hat, at the risk of getting warm later.  I also started the race with gloves.

Even though I was dressed that warmly, my arms felt chilly as I started running.  Perhaps because of that, I started a little bit fast.  My first mile was 8:47.  After that, I eased back to about nine minutes per mile.

About two and a half miles into the first lap, I encountered a series of three or four deep puddles.  There was no easy way to get around them, so I had to get my shoes wet.  As the race progressed, the water got increasing muddy.  I was wearing my oldest pair of running shoes.  I was planning to retire them after my next race, but I may retire them after this one instead.

I took just under an hour to finish my first lap.  I was on pace to break four hours, but I knew the pace was unsustainable.  After just six and a half miles, I was already beginning to feel tired.

Usually, after not sleeping well, I can shake it off.  I usually feel fine once I start running.  Today wasn’t one of those days.  I felt lethargic.  As I started my second lap, I made no effort to maintain the same pace.  I stopped checking my time at the mile markers.

One of the nice things about doing multiple out-and-backs is that you get to see all the other runners.  I saw everyone I know, whether they were fast or slow.

Late in my second lap, I tripped and fell.  There aren’t any rocks or roots on this course.  It wasn’t even a seam in the sidewalk.  I scuffed my shoe on a rough patch of concrete, and I went tumbling.  I couldn’t avoid hitting the concrete, but then I rolled onto the grass.  I didn’t seem to be injured, but the impact knocked the wind out of me.  I needed a minute to catch my breath.  Then I slowly got up.  I walked for a few steps before I resumed running.  I don’t think I ever got back to my previous pace.

As I resumed running, my vision was cloudy in one eye.  After about a minute, it cleared up.  It’s possible one of the lenses of my sunglasses fogged up when I stopped, but cleared up after I started moving again.

My right elbow was bleeding, but it didn’t hurt.  I just had superficial scrapes.  My hands were spared from any scrapes by the gloves I was wearing.  By now, it was warm enough that I no longer needed them, but I never got around to taking them off.  My right leg was spared from “road rash” by the tights I was wearing.  I had to wait until after the race to see if the tights were still OK.

By the end of my second lap, I was no longer on pace to break four hours.  That was no surprise.  If I was feeling better, I might have fought for a four hour finish.  Instead, I reminded myself that I scheduled this race as a long training run.  At this point, I just wanted to finish, regardless of pace.

I began to play leapfrog with Bob Kennedy.  Bob’s new goal is to finish first in his age group in every state.  Today, he was able to cross Texas off his list.

For several miles, I knew I would eventually need a bathroom stop, but I wanted to wait as long as possible.  I was worried that if I stopped for a few minutes, my legs might get stiff.  I finally realized I couldn’t wait much longer.

Although the course was mostly out-and-back, there was a loop near the far end of the course.  There was an aid station that we passed at the beginning and end of that loop.  As I finished the loop and got back to the aid station, I finally made a bathroom stop.

When I emerged from the port-o-potty, my legs were a little bit stiff.  I walked through the aid station while I drank some Powerade.  As I walked, I started to notice some blisters inside my waterlogged shoes.  As I left the aid station, I also started to notice some soreness on my right side, where I took the impact of that fall.  I had just under nine miles to go.  They weren’t going to be fast, and they weren’t going to be easy.  On the bright side, I started to notice a cool breeze, which kept me from getting too hot.

My third lap was much slower than the first two.  As I headed back out, I was encouraged to know that I was on my last lap.  I still had six and a half miles to go, but I started to pick up the pace.

When I got through the puddles for the last time, I was happy to know that I was done with that particular obstacle.

The loop part of the course took us around a small lake.  We only ran this section in one direction, but it was the most memorable part of the course.  I had a good feel for where I was as I followed the contour of the lake.

Although this was a multiple loop course, there were mile markers for all 26 miles.  In my last lap, I was paying attention to the mile markers from every lap.  At the 24 sign, I had 2.2 miles to go.  At the 13 sign (from lap 2), I had 2.1 miles to go.  At the 18 sign (from lap 3), I had 1.65 miles to go.  At the 5 sign (from lap 1), I had 1.55 miles to go.  Then I repeated the pattern.  This really helped break up the last few miles.

Now I was racing again.  I passed several runners, but I didn’t know which ones were on the same lap as me.  I accelerated in the last mile.

I finished in 4:13:29.  My fourth lap was about the same pace as my second lap.  When I left the finish chute, I received my finisher medal.

They say everything is bigger in Texas.  That’s certainly true when it comes to the finisher medals.  They’re ridiculously large.  They’re more than six inches wide.  These medals, which are a signature for this race, are generously provided by Sawblade.com.


In addition to the medal, each runner gets a squeezie toy.  Every year, there’s a different theme.  This year we got squeezie cowboy cows.  Each one is numbered according to how you placed in the race.  I placed 35th, but got cow #36, because another runner passed me in the chute while I was asking the timekeeper a question.


The post-race food included pizza, cookies, and coke.  Steve and Paula want to make sure there’s plenty of food for the runners at the back of the pack, so they keep having pizzas delivered throughout the day.  Every runner gets warm pizza.

After waiting in the finish area long enough to see a few of my friends finish, I drove back to the hotel.  My first order of business was to inspect my tights as I got undressed.  There’s a small hole in the right knee.  That probably saved me from skinning my knee.

I took a hot bath to soak my legs, and I dabbed my right elbow with a damp washcloth to remove the dried blood.  It looked bad, but it didn’t hurt.  What did hurt was the right side of my chest.  It felt like a bruise, but there wasn’t any discoloration.  It seems like the pain was in my rib cage.  It doesn’t hurt as much as the broken rib I had two years ago, but the pain is in the same place, and I’m noticing it more and more.

I already have a physical scheduled for later in the week.  That’ll give me a chance to follow up with my doctor.


Race Statistics
Distance:  26.2 miles
Time:  4:13:29
Average Pace:  9:40
Lifetime Marathons/Ultras:  364

Monday, December 31, 2018

My Goals For 2019


I’m all about goals, so I always start the year by posting my goals for the coming year.  This year, my goals aren’t as performance-oriented as they usually have been in the past, but I still have other goals.

Run More International Races

Every year since 2010, I’ve run or walked at least two marathons outside the United States.  This year, I’m stepping it up.  I’ve already booked six international trips.  There are still a few gaps in my race schedule, so I may still add another one.

 
What’s the long-term goal?  I’m not sure.  There’s isn’t a well-defined finish line.  It’s not like running marathons in every state.  It’s not feasible to run marathons in every country.  Some countries don’t have marathons.  Even if they did, I couldn’t afford to travel to every country.  International travel is expensive, and there are about 200 countries in the world.  I can’t even give you an exact count.  Deciding what should or shouldn’t be considered to be a country is more complicated than you might think.  I belong to a few different clubs that keep track of countries, and each one has a different country list.  Finally, there are some countries I would avoid, even if I could run a marathon there.  Some are at war.  Some are unsafe for other reasons.  Some have governments that are hostile to US citizens.

There are international destinations that interest me, and if they have races that sound interesting, I add them to my list.  For years, my list was growing.  For every international race I ran, I learned about two others that sounded interesting.  Now, finally, the list is beginning to shrink.  I suspect I’ll keep doing international races until the travel gets too difficult or too expensive.  Some trips are easier than others, and I’m crossing a lot of the easy ones off my list.

Qualify for the 2020 Boston Marathon

This is the only performance-oriented goal on my list.  I used to take this one for granted.  For several years, I qualified for Boston more often than not.  The exceptions were races that had unusually difficult courses or unusually difficult weather.  In the spring of 2013, I ran marathons on seven consecutive weekends, and I qualified for Boston in all of them.

As you get older, you don’t bounce back from injuries as easily.  I’ve had some setbacks, and I never seem to get all the way back to where I was before.  I was overjoyed last summer when I qualified for Boston at the Manitoba Marathon.  It was the first time in three years that I qualified on a course that wasn’t downhill.  Then the BAA tightened the qualifying standards again.  Now I need to run five minutes faster.  The time I ran in Manitoba was a qualifier under the old standards, but it wouldn’t be a qualifier now.

Aside from doing the training, I need to lose about ten pounds.  If I can do that, I’ll probably be able to qualify on a flat course.  As a hedge, I’ve scheduled one race on a course that’s downhill, but with a gentle grade.  I’m avoiding the courses with steep downhill grades.  I’ve had some fast times on those courses, but I realize now that they’re too hard on my body.

Run at Least Four More Minnesota Marathons

Last year, there were five new marathons in Minnesota.  Those are the only five Minnesota marathons I haven’t done.  (I’m not including ultramarathons – there are too many of them.)  This year, I plan to run at least four of these races.  It’s unclear whether I can fit the last one into my schedule.  It might have to wait for another year.

Run an “X” Marathon

When I ran the Quad Cities Marathon in 2014, it was the first time I ran a marathon that had a name starting with a Q.  That brought me one step away from a whimsical goal of running marathons for every letter of the alphabet.  The only letter I’m missing is X.  I’m only aware of two marathons in the world that start with X.  One is the Xiamen International Marathon in China.  The other is a trail race in Florida called the X-Country Marathon.  I don’t count sponsor’s names, so none of the Xterra races would count toward this goal.  There’s a marathon in Xenia, Ohio, but I go by the name of the race, not the name of the city.

I seriously considered traveling to China to do the Xiamen International Marathon, but my plans for that race fell through.  Now I have my sights set on the X-Country Marathon, even though that name sounds kind of marginal.  That race has traditionally been held in late November.  I haven’t seen a date for the 2019 race, so for now my plans are tentative.  We’ll see.  It would be nice to finally finish this goal, but it hasn’t been my top priority.

Make Progress Toward My Next Circuit of 50 States

When I finished my first circuit marathons in all 50 states, I didn’t have plans to do another one.  This year, I finished my third circuit, and I noticed I had already run four marathons in more than half of the states.  I’ve also run a fifth marathon in 18 of them.

There isn’t any rush, but I’ll probably eventually finish five circuits of the states.  As I schedule races, I’ll make sure a few of them are in states where I still need my fourth or fifth marathon.

Find the Right Balance, Part 1

Last year, I cut back on travel, but I reached a point where I wasn’t doing enough long training runs to stay in shape.  I don’t plan to go back to running marathons almost every weekend, like I was for a few years, but I do plan to run them often enough that I can use them as my long training runs.  It seems like every two or three weeks is about right.

Find the Right Balance, Part 2

I also want to find the right balance between running and walking.  When I couldn’t run, I got into great shape by doing high mileage walking.  I had originally intended to keep up a certain amount of walking as I gradually did more running.  That didn’t happen.  My walking mileage kind of fell off a cliff in the second half of 2018.

Ideally, I’d like to run about 50 miles a week and then supplement my mileage with walking to get to about 100 miles a week total.  To do that, I need to do two workouts per day.  I might be able to do that in the summer months, but I don’t currently have any enthusiasm to do that in the winter.  Those long walking workouts on the treadmill can get mind-numbingly boring.  Last year, I played all kinds of mental games to keep myself motivated.  Eventually, I ran out of mental games.

Only time will tell how well I can use walking to build my mileage again.  It probably won’t happen until it gets warmer.