Monday, May 20, 2013

The Maine Coast Marathon

It took me a lot longer to sit down and write this thing than it should have. Part of that was that I was really disappointed with my lack of discipline at the 3 mile mark. The other part of it was that after the race, Sarah and I put an offer in on a house in Malden, more on that later (maybe).

My training for the Maine Coast Marathon was a bumpy ride from my marathon PR (3:17:30) at the Manchester City Marathon in November through the absolute high of shattering my expectations at the Jones 10 Miler (1:00:30 for a PR by 6:09 over my PR set in 2012) to the lows of a calf strain, Achilles Tendonitis, my big toe splitting open on a long run and bruising the top of my left foot by running 19 miles in a pair of trainers that I had tied MUCH too tight.

My track work all winter was the corner stone of smashing my PRs at the 15k, the 10 Mile and the Half Marathon but tendon issues started hampering my top end speed in the last week of February and stayed with me through the end of March. In April I started transitioning away from the track to focus more on hitting my long runs, hill workouts and tempo runs. Some poor decisions with my footwear cut into my hill work.

My Marathon Pace runs on the treadmill were smooth and easy but Planet Fitness has the mills shut down after an hour so I could only get up to about 9.5 miles in and then had to call it a day. I was never able to transition that work to a really solid outdoor Marathon Pace run. I got up to about 12.5 miles at a 6:34 doing laps of Fresh Pond a few weeks before the race but never got a workout that pushed into the hard half of the marathon.

Of course the big news in April was the attack at the Boston Marathon. I resolved that I would be there next year. I ran the Good Times 5k the day after Boston and clocked 17:58 which was good for a weeknight fun run but was the slowest I’ve run at the 5k in about a year and left me wondering where my speed had gone.

By the time May rolled around, my 1:20:50 at the New Bedford Half Marathon was a distant memory. I had logged a lot of easy miles (234 miles in April) and had some good long runs but I just didn’t know what kind of speed I might have on race day.

Then it happened.

The Maine Coast Marathon published the list of entrants and their projected finish times.

The list was sortable by projected finish time so of course I that’s what I did. The fastest projected finish time was 2:50 for a kid named Steven McCarthy who had a marathon PR of ~2:51. Now I do recognize that 2:51 is much faster than 3:17. There were a bunch of us projecting 2:55. I was hoping that someone would sign up who could run <2:40 so that I won’t have the temptation of chasing down the leader.

I thought that my hopes had been realized the day before the race when I saw D5k legend Junyong Pak (he had too many racing accomplishments to list here, but has a <2:33 Boston Marathon PR and Bui’s first snowshoe race: http://fearthechicken.blogspot.com/2013/03/snow-shoe-is-good-shoe.html)

I figured that Pak would take off and win the thing while we mere mortals could focus on just running our time trials to get into Boston 2014. That wasn’t the case. Pak was there to cheer on Yvette Tetreault who rocked out to a >1 hour PR.

To a disciplined runner this would not have mattered. The smart runner would not have cared what the winner was doing. The smart runner would run the race that he or she had trained for. I had started training for a 2:55 and then I changed gears to chase after 2:50 until the Achilles tendonitis convinced me to back off and try for 2:55-3:00.

I chatted with Chris Hancock for a bit, gave Sarah a kiss goodbye and lined up one row back from the front to make sure I went out easy and didn’t get caught up racing.

None of that mattered. I had a bib on my chest and it was a race.

I was “good” for the first mile. I was running with two kids from the Colby track team who were also thinking 2:55-3:00. We were running easily enough that we were able to chat as we let the leader develop a lead of about 50 meters on us in the first 5 minutes. Two other guys joined us and we turned into a bonafide chase pack. We went through mile 2 in around 13:00 but all confirmed with each other that the marker was short. None of us were wearing a GPS watch but we knew that we weren’t running 6:30s, we were right on target at 6:40.

We slowed over the next mile just in case and went through the third mile in 19:22. Steven had almost disappeared over the horizon on us by this point but we could still see the flashing lights of the pace car. I was leading the chase pack at this point and decided that this mile marker was short too. Over the next half mile or so I heard the rest of the chase pack fall off so I decided to drop the hammer and try to catch Steven. I started closing the gap and was able to surprise Sarah by coming up to the corner at ~4 miles in second place hammering away at a pace in the low 6:20s to upper 6:10s.

I eventually closed the gap back down to about 25-50 meters but I could feel my empty stomach screaming about the effort. I forced down some Lifesavers and backed off the gas. By mile 8 I had company again. Timothy Mallard of the Gate City Striders had caught me and we ran together for a while. By mile 10 he had dropped me to go after Steven and I was again running all alone but was now in third place.

I went by the marker at mile 13 in about 1:24:22 and knew that I wasn’t going to be able to finish strongly. I felt like I was going to hit the wall and crash unless I back my pace off significantly. With the BQ as my number one goal at this race I didn’t hesitate to slow down. It only took another two miles for David Murphy and John Williams to catch and pass me.

By mile 16 I had fallen back to about 6th place when I ran past where Erica Zornig was watching the race. She hopped in and paced me through the next half mile. I had been almost ready to start walking at that point but she got me past that and I was on my way towards the last 10k.

I was on my way, but not as quickly as I would have liked. I gave back a lot of time between miles 17 and 20 and fell back to 10th place by mile 22. I figured that the past 9 miles of rest were enough and Sarah was driving along the course and cheering me on so I gritted my teeth and worked my way back up to 8th place and across the finish line in 3:02:47.

 
A short while later Chris came in at 3:04:37 for 10th place and an Age Group win. Almost as soon as I was done congratulating Chris, Sarah and I went off in search of some showers. For the record: the showers at the Maine Coast Marathon have really nice water pressure.

So all in all: I got a new PR by 14:44 and I got the BQ by 2:14 but missed my goals of (a) running <3:00, (b) running <2:55, (c) running <2:50 and (d) winning the Maine Coast Marathon. I’ll still happy with the result if not how I got there. I’ll take it as a learning experience and try to run a more even split next time to get the <3:00. Ending on a positive note: going sub-3 sounds a hell of a lot easier now that I’m sitting on a 3:02:47 PR rather than a 3:17:30.

Now it’s time to pick out the next one. I’m looking at the Drake Well Marathon, the Quebec City Marathon and the Lehigh Valley Marathon as potential races at the end of this summer. My shake out runs have been quite comfortable this week, including a 5.39 run at 6:59 pace the day after the marathon so maybe I can sneak a race in at the end of June or early July if Sarah and I are not too busy with potential house things.

I enjoyed a nice cold Harpoon Summer when Sarah and I got home from the race; I probably won’t be posting regularly until after Sarah and I get back from Ireland in August so until then enjoy the summer and have some beers because I’ll be back to posting useless lists of daily runs to annoy any of you who bother reading this thing.
 
Cheers!