15 Miles Today
Time: 2:58:45
Distance: 15.02
Pace: 12:15 (YUCK)
Temp: 18 beginning / STILL COLD upon finish
Tysons Joke of the Day: As we are running by a cememtary...EVERY TIME.... 'People are just dying to get in there'... Bu-da Bump!!!!
I have really tried to avoid addressing my running problem directly (due to some of my crazy friends who think it is H-I-L-A-R-I-O-U-S and like to crack jokes, or those strangers who may be reading this and don't know me, my new found running friends who don't know me that well or my friends/family that I haven't actually shared this with and then they are like 'OMGosh, really Dawn...and look at me like a weirdo'. So I am going to go out on a limb here to share some of my innermost thoughts, worries and stories.... Hopefully, I can get some suggestions on how to try and stop this or maybe I can help those, who also experience this, know it is a common problem for some runners.
Let me set the stage for you... I have mentioned that I have run off and on throughout my life. In 2004 I picked it back up because I missed it, needed to get back in shape and I had the most amazing running partner... Gaige, my yellow lab. (Best Pace Setter EVER).
Back then, I would most typically come home from work and we would head out to get our run in before dinner. As the days of summer continued to wear on, 5-6 PM was hotter and hotter each day. So, this particular evening, we headed out after dark... THANK GOODNESS. I did not realize I would need the cover of the dark to hide me tonight.
We were about a mile away from home and I felt a belly pain and sensation that I was not thrilled about... I am a mile away from the house. We are running in a neighborhood that is being built... I slow myself to a walk and Gaige is looking at me like 'hey, this isn't our normal pace'. As I start processing the situation, I think to myself, 'if I continue to walk, I am probably not going to make it home in time. But if I run, the sensation worsens'. WHAT TO DO WHAT TO DO?
I start looking around in a panic and felt like I needed to clench my cheeks, grab my cheeks and start shuffling home in the Tim Conway 'Old Man' character fashion. I knew I was not going to make it home. So, I did something I was mortified about, but had no choice.
I found a home that was under construction and hid myself between the piles of construction rubble, brick layers sand and drive way gravel and 'did my business'. The fear of walking home in 'dirty clothes' was gone, but another wave of panic hit me... what do I use for 'paper'. Oh Crap, LITERALLY. So I am looking around like a crazed drug addict trying to find something to use, but as I start thinking, would I really use something left at a construction site??? NO WAY!!! What did I do you ask???? YES, I did!!! I know, hard to believe, but YES, I used my under garments. I had no choice, I really didn't.
I was mortified as I left this construction site and was NEVER going to share this story with ANYONE!!!! However, a few weeks, months later, I did share with some of my closest friends, who shared with their closest friends, who shared...yeah, you get the picture.
Gaige and I continued our daily run for several months, before I had to leave it because of an injury, but never had that happen again.
Fast forward to May/June 2011... I start running with CW, and it starts happening to me again... REGULARLY. It is so frustrating to head out for a run, be in the zone and then get unfocused because you have to go to the bathroom. Luckily, we were running at 10:00 PM each night due to the heat and busy schedules. One thing I love about CW, is she is not judgmental and understood and was patient as this began interrupting our runs at about 2 miles in (seems to be the magic number).
The more I ran with CW, the more I realized I needed to 'learn' some things about running and needed advice from veteran runners. So I reached out to Dbek2's 8th grade basketball coach, Dustin Washam (I have previously referenced his blog washamrunning.blogspot.com). It initially was about fueling, run/walk thoughts, etc.
Again, the running community is such an awesome group of people, I was not embarrassed to ask him about this ongoing issue. He continued to give me ideas, thoughts, things to try... He did recommend laying off of the coffee and seeing if that would help. I did cut back from 3-4 cups a day to 1, sometimes 2. I do believe it helped some... for a while.
The longer the runs get, the more you have to think about and actually give your body fuel to keep going and get through some of the walls you will encounter. Once I started doing this, my body started acting up again. I am thankful that Tyson, Patty and JB are so patient with me during our long runs. We have to plan everything around where bathrooms are located and/or dense shrub/wooded areas.
I have run with my sister-in-law on a couple of occasions and she has also been patient and non-judgmental. She was the reason I ran my first Trail Run and my first longest 'organized' race last October.... 15K Trail Run. I was petrified and nervous about having to go to the bathroom during this run.
I was able to visit with Tyson's mom the night before the Trail Run and talking about this problem and come to find out...she USED to suffer from 'Runners Runs'. She told me that she would always have a chewable Immodium tablet and as soon as she even felt like she needed to go, she would break it in 1/2 and chew it up.
I have looked for the chewable Immodium, not able to find it, but tried the chewable Pepto. It worked for my trail run and my 1st 1/2 Marathon... No bathroom issues at all, but doesn’t seem to be working anymore.
I am praying that I can beat this during the Austin Marathon in less than a month.
Okay, so my apologies for the rambling, I will get to our run/ride yesterday.
It was my first 'long' run since the IT Band issues. I have had no pain this past week during my shorter runs of 5 miles.
Yesterday was supposed to be 23 miles, STILL trying to figure out where Tyson come up with this crazy number.
One thing I have been told by seasoned runners is... Do not try something new on race day, that you haven't tried during training. I have been trying to nail my long run fueling, but am wondering if that is what's causing my 3-4 pit stops per run. So, I am trying something different.
Went to the Starting Block to get Gels and see if my belly could handle those. The guy helping me thought they would be a little tough on me. Advised to try Honey Stinger gummy bites. I bought 2 packs.
I ate my usual Di Arpino's Cheese Tortellini for lunch on Friday and again at 10:00 PM that night.
Woke up and eliminated the peanut butter toast that I normally eat before a run (not sure that was a good idea either), but drank some Gatorade at home and then had a Gatorade Prime 15 minutes prior to running.
We got to Bass Pro at 7:30 and it was COLD!!! Both Tyson and JB were commenting on how cold it was and they wanted to head home.... but NO, I just had to run early and get it out of the way. IF we ran an 11 minute mile, we would finish around 12/Noon. I didn't want to be much later than that.
JB was bundled up like the little guy from 'Christmas Story' and Tyson and I in our normal running gear. We both had our fuel belts, his with water, mine with Gatorade G2 Endurance.
We chose to run the majority of the Bass Pro Marathon course (green arrows are still on the streets from November). We started out and my fingers were so cold they hurt...we weren't even 2/10 of a mile into the run. JB's eyelashes were getting icy because of his eyes watering. He is such a great supporter and trooper to ride his bike in these crazy temps. His body does not warm up like ours since he is riding... I am not sure how he does it, really. I am a wimp and don't know that I could do it. Another example of your mind being a powerful tool in ANY type of training you may be doing.
Physically, I felt like a feather in the wind... my feet weren't heavy, my knees were perfect, my stride was good.... it was going to be a good day of running.
Our first 5k of the run went by SUPER fast... we were warming up, JB... not so much. Toes and Fingers seem to be a problem for him when he is riding, whereas, our toes and fingers tend to sweat.
When Tyson said we had hit the 3 mile mark, I was ecstatic that my body was behaving... YES, it was going to be a good day. I went ahead and tried the Honey Stingers. I hadn’t eaten breakfast that morning and thought I would need to fuel earlier in my run.
4.2 miles in... I jinxed myself... The feeling started and we were nowhere near a bathroom. We were on Ingram Mill road, quite some distance from the Kum-n-Go at Sunshine and 65.
Tyson had lived over here during some of his childhood and knew of a nearby park that we could go to. He kept telling me... 1/2 a block, just right around the corner... well, I have learned while training with Tyson... he has NO SENSE OF DISTANCE!!! Or he likes to mess with me.
We made it to the park...and it is all fenced in.... What I am about to say may come across badly, and I do not mean to 'judge' or make anyone feel bad...but this neighborhood is not one of the best, the park (to me) looks like something you would see in a movie... and not in a good way. The gate is unlocked, so not real sure why it is 'fenced' in.
I walk in there and of course... NO BATHROOM that is open, and available. Unfortunately...my body is getting impatient with me. It is about to show me who is boss. The park was built first and the houses were built around it...so there are 3 sides of houses around the park, with the backs facing the park.
I start looking, frantically, for somewhere to go to the bathroom...I spot this gorgeous shaggy pine tree that the limbs come all the way to the ground. It would have been a perfect 'club house' as kids. I start towards it and notice that it is 1/2 in a yard and 1/2 in the park AND a gate to the yard is somewhat hidden by the branches. It was my only option...I had to crawl into the heart of the tree. I am definitely not proud of what I have to do, it is embarrassing, but I realize I can't control it...and I am hoping that someone who reads this has thoughts, suggestions...a cure all.
I felt bad for the guys...they had to wait on me… AGAIN. Their sweat had cooled them off...
When we started off, we were headed towards Southern Hills... where Tyson lives. Patty and the boys were waiting for us as we were passing their house. Their boys are the sweetest things.... they love their dad and love to cheer him on. I got there first, rode JB's bike, because I had to use the bathroom again... Go figure... The first thing they asked was 'How is my dad doing'?
I am starting to lose ‘my zone and focus’. I am getting panicked about having another place to go to the bathroom… I made a bad decision… I quit fueling with the Honey Stingers, with hope I wouldn’t have to go again. I was trying to fuel with my Gatorade, but it was slushy and frozen. So in order to ‘drink’ it, we would have to walk to unscrew the lid and try to get something.
We crossed over East Sunshine and came up on Dillons (mile 6). It was time to fuel again for Tyson. JB's bottle of Gatorade had turned into a slushy. JB was so cold that we split off from one another. Tyson and I continue to run the route and JB went to Starbucks at Dillons to warm up. He would later catch up with us around mile 8-9.
I have said it many times...I love running because I get to appreciate my surroundings and notice things that I typically don't see because I am driving. We went through so many types of neighborhoods... Wealthy neighborhoods, poor neighborhoods, old neighborhoods...BIZARRO neighborhoods... We saw a house that was the most hideous blue... Tyson called it 'pool bottom' blue. It's crazy how different we all are and how we live...
To all of our disappointment, the day was not warming up...it seemed as if it was getting colder. We were at mile 15 and decided to call the run. Tyson was struggling with his hip... and I had CRASHED… I didn’t have fuel to get me threw the next 8 miles. My stomach was ‘growling’… The sad thing… after I quit using the gummies, I didn’t go to the bathroom again. I may have to go against the recommendation of the Starting Block guy and try gels on my next run. If those don’t work, I may have to try something that is completely liquid. Another mistake I made…I didn’t put my usual flavored water in my fuel belt… Gatorade only… I think I became dehydrated. My head was starting to pound and continued throughout the night.
JB was our hero... he rode to Bass Pro, loaded the bike and came back to pick us up. I hate to admit that we didn't run our goal miles, but as I mentioned in a previous blog... I am going to listen to my body. I want to run and finish Austin...and if that means calling a run short...than that is what I am going to do.
Patty met all of us at Whole Hog Cafe and we had a great lunch. Started talking about our trip to Austin and how much fun we were going to have.
This run was supposed to be our longest during our training plan...we start dropping mileage this week. We are less than a month away from the marathon...
I am still not sure that I have found how to fuel my body without bathroom issues... I will continue to work on it... Next Saturday Tyson and I have a 20K in Reeds Spring... Hopefully I can get through it with no stops...
So, maybe this explains why I like to run in the dark and why I haven't joined the local Running Chics for a run yet...It is something that I have to think about and take into consideration anytime I run with someone new.
I appreciate all of my running buddies that have put up with this and continue to run with me.