Monday, October 26, 2009

Dublin City Marathon- Taming the Beast





Finally the big day came and passed. One athlete had a T-Shirt which summed it up all for me 'I conquered the beast'. the T-Shirt was referring to the Dublin Marathon. Indeed the marathon distance is a beast waiting to be conquered, I concur.

Having practiced for virtually the whole year this was the day of reckoning. I managed to pack in a good sadza(cornmeal) and beef the night before the marathon, to boost my glycogen levels. The marathon weather conditions were relatively alright although i would have preferred a slightly colder day with no sunshine, but hey you can't get a good deal all the time. At least there was no drop of rain, I am sure the locals were pleased with that as they hate the rains with a passion! Besides it would have made it difficult for me to carry my music player and Garmin watch and accessories.



I decided to keep faith with the outfit that I wore on the Dublin Half marathon including the Nike Shoes. Unfortunately my cheap Runners did not make it to the Dublin marathon. I had a dodgy right knee which funny enough only gets worse with rest. As long as I am running the pain is tolerable. Despite carrying at least 2 bottles of carb juice during my training i decided to leave the bottles at home and relied solely on the juices supplied by the race organisers. I only carried the portable gels.

12 000 plus athletes lined up to tame the beast. Surely enough off we went on schedule. The pace started off predictably slow because and slowly picked as the kilometers dropped by. people began to spread out as each individual settled into their own marathon pace.
My target was to complete the race in under 4 hours. The organisers had pace setters for each category so that people can keep pace with pace setters of their predicted finish time. Because I started off at the back of my category group it took me a total distance of roughly 10 miles to catch up with pace setters. I did not want to run too fast to catch the pace setters because I to maintain an 'aerobic pace setters.
i kept pace with these guys for a further 10km.

I crossed the half way in pretty good shape although at this point we were facing the sun. I made good use of the gels, the Baligowan water and the sports drinks supplies at regular intervals. things were working as planned.
As i have stated before I have done up to 30km but have never gone beyond. incidentally on the two occasions that i did, this is the time when i hit the wall. I knew that this was going o be the major challenge ie to go beyond 30km in good shape.
Basically an athlete is said to hit the wall when his glycogen reserve has been depleted. It means he/she has to depend on fat metabolism to generate energy for the muscles. Unfortunately fat can only be metabolised in an aerobic environment. this means the athlete is forced to slow down significantly in order to create an aerobic as opposed to anaerobic exercise. Only glcogen converted to glucose can be metabolised with little oxygen.

Predicatbly i hit the wall around 30km. the last 12km were pure torture. I literally dragged myself. On occasions i had to actually walk a few metres before falling into a jog. The pace setters began to put distance between me and them and they were out of site in about 5km. i knew then my dream of finishing the marathon under 4 hours was not going to happen.

I needed a strong mentality to keep going despite the inevitable realisation. I have to say the cheering crowd kept us going, particularly for the last 5km or so. I eventually crossed the line at a time of 4:08hrs. In other words I was 8 minutes off the mark. the consolation is that I finished the race within the time frame of my category which was 3:30hrs to 4:15hrs. The overall result was as follows. Overall position: Number 4875. In my category I was number 920. Feyisa Lilisa from Ethiopia won the race with a time of 2hrs:09mins and 11 secs. this was just 4 seconds off the course record.

The pain in my legs was unbelievable. It was likes someone was pricking me all over the legs thousands of needles at simultaneously. Acupuncture?
the only thing that relieved the pain was having to lie down on my back on the ground and raise my legs high up for 5 minutes.

The walk to car to meet my family was like running another marathon. I do not know if tomorrow i will wake up from the bed. good thing I took a day off from work tommorrow.



It was such a great feeling to have to receive a medal for completing the marathon. i would hope this is the beginning.
Garmin Forerunner and its accessorries performed well. Runkeeper on Iphone was able to run for the entire duration of the race. It came handy in giving me an audio of the distance and time every 5 minutes. It however did not get a good satelite connection and it claims I ran a total of 58km. I wish!





The music from Tongai Moyo (Muridzi Wenyaya and Naye albums) and Alick Macheso (Ndezvashe) album kept me going, focused and entertained.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

The End of the Penultimate week before Marathon

It's the end of the penultimate week before the Dublin City Marathon, on Bank Holiday Monday, 26 October, 2009.
The question I keep asking myself is " am I ready for the big day?". Part of me tells me I am and another part says no.

I went through a grueling 5 Miler, 10 Miler and lastly the Half marathon races on my preparation journey towards the Dublin marathon. Each of these races were debuts. I performed reasonably well for a novice, although I will hasten to point out that my completion times are nowhere near the accomplished runners' times. Each race presented it's own unique challenges and in some cases i would describe it as a rude awakening! I was experimenting with different methods of training. Mostly I would trawl through the web to see how different people approached marathons.
I tried these and my own self styled methods with varying degrees of success. Most of these techniques are chronicled in some of my previous blogs that you can find here.
From the outset I set myself to complete the marathon under the so called 4 hour cut-off. Judging by my training and my race times I seem to be on track to achieving my ultimate goal on my debut marathon. For these reasons I feel I am ready for the ultimate price. (I don't mean winning the marathon of course, you better be kidding)

On the other hand, given that this will be my debut 42km run, I am entering into the uncharted territories. I have never run 42km before. The fact that I have run 33km during my training does not mean I can complete a 42km run. In-fact on both occasions when I completed above 30km I felt that I was beginning to hit the proverbial "Wall" from around around 30k mark.
If I maintain my form I should at least be able to go up to 30 km. Everything being equal it seems the ultimate challenge is going to be the attempt to complete the last 12 km! I can only prepare as best as I can and hope for the best.
The other potential spoiler is injury or unexpected illness in the coming final week. Currently I have a nagging right knee pain which I am trying my best to ignore. Probably experts would have advised me to rest for 3 weeks or so and allow for recovery. This would have meant either missing the Half Marathon or the big one. Either way I was not/ am not prepared to miss any race. Having come this far and having been on it for a year I was not prepared to quit.
I feel pain in my knee during the first km or so of running and it disappears only to resurface after completion of my run. The pain only comes when I move my right leg or if I take a step. Physios please make a quick diagnosis but don't tell me. Only tell me after the marathon.
I am hoping that this pain will not come any other time during the race, because I would hate to quit.
The other fear is of an unexpected illness. As I go into the final week of preparation I note with slight fear that my 2 daughters are currently recovering from colds. I seem to have survived but you never know.

So, this is why I think I am both ready and not ready for the marathon. We will see on the day.
I will blog about my game plan. Maybe I will call that blog "The final word"