I just took a close look at a calendar and realized that it's time once again - Time to start training for my next marathon!!! The party's over! Let the games begin! High mileage, shoe-demolition weeks, hill repeats, speed intervals, trails, dark roads, frozen sweat-encrusted running hat, tempo runs, weekly camelbak-armed long runs with Gu's and Endurolytes, bloody nipples, Bodyglide galore! Blind, raw determination! Bring it!!!
Can you tell I've had my morning caffeine?
So here it is: on April 11, 2009, I'll be running in the inaugural Illinois Marathon (www.illinoismarathon.com) which will be held on the campus of my alma mater, University of Illinois, covering sections of Champaign and Urbana. It's sure to be a flat and fast course, and the finish is on the 50-yard line of Memorial Stadium!
The stars and planets have really aligned for me on this one. I haven't been back to the campus in about 15 years, and only get back to Chicago maybe once a year, but our family had already planned our next trip back to be during my kids' spring break. Spring break just happens to cover the weekend of April 11. And on top of that I have a niece going to school there and therefore should have someone to watch kids so Andrea can run the 1/2 or the 5K there. And just maybe Lincoln will run his first 5K!
Monday, December 15, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Stopping By Dollar Store on a Snowy Evening...
A friend was recently looking for a little poetry help for her son, who was tasked with writing a poem about the Dollar Store. With apologies to Robert Frost, here's my contribution:
Stopping By Dollar Store on a Snowy Evening
Whose aisles these are I think I know,
With Gummi Bears and fuchsia bow.
I hope none see me stopping here
To watch this store fill up with dough.
My little purse must think it queer
To stop without a Macy’s near.
Between the goods of China’s make
The cheapest shopping – have no fear!
It gives its empty pouch a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the clink
That pennies, nickels, dimes do make!
Dollar Stores are lowly, rank, and cheap,
But I have promises to keep,
And crap to buy before I sleep,
And crap to buy before I sleep.
Stopping By Dollar Store on a Snowy Evening
Whose aisles these are I think I know,
With Gummi Bears and fuchsia bow.
I hope none see me stopping here
To watch this store fill up with dough.
My little purse must think it queer
To stop without a Macy’s near.
Between the goods of China’s make
The cheapest shopping – have no fear!
It gives its empty pouch a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the clink
That pennies, nickels, dimes do make!
Dollar Stores are lowly, rank, and cheap,
But I have promises to keep,
And crap to buy before I sleep,
And crap to buy before I sleep.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Wineglass Marathon - October 5, 2008
I’m not sure if visiting my in-laws was an excuse to run a marathon or if running a marathon was an excuse to visit my in-laws, but however that works out we found ourselves at Steve and Polly’s doorstep in Campbell, New York, late last Friday evening. Their home is strategically located at the half-way point of the Wineglass Marathon, a point-to-point marathon running from Bath to Corning, primarily along the Cohocton River valley.
After a lazy Saturday morning, Andrea and I grabbed the kids and drove the course from start to finish. As we crossed the town center of Bath, I came to realize that this marathon was a symbolic representation of “This Is Your Life, Andrea!” The hospital where she was born was located about a ½ mile down the road from the start line. Her very first job as an office clerk was in Bath along the course. Later the race would pass by her school from kindergarten through high school, her first boyfriend’s house, and a few blocks from the home where she grew up. Twenty-six point two miles of Memory Lane!
After a lazy Saturday morning, Andrea and I grabbed the kids and drove the course from start to finish. As we crossed the town center of Bath, I came to realize that this marathon was a symbolic representation of “This Is Your Life, Andrea!” The hospital where she was born was located about a ½ mile down the road from the start line. Her very first job as an office clerk was in Bath along the course. Later the race would pass by her school from kindergarten through high school, her first boyfriend’s house, and a few blocks from the home where she grew up. Twenty-six point two miles of Memory Lane!
I, of course, mainly focused on the course elevation changes, which were almost non-existent! I noted one hill in mile 5 after a left turn, and then another hill after passing through Campbell. Neither hill looked bad, and everything else was blissfully flat!
Completing the course drive-through left us in downtown Corning right next to the race expo. I picked up my bib, shirt (long sleeve Podium technical shirt from Brooks), and gift bag and quickly looked through the goods on sale. Not a huge spread, but then this is not a huge race. If you needed something, it was probably there, and the prices looked good.
Next stop: Sorge’s Restaurant (great pasta!) and getting to meet my online friends from the Marine Corps Marathon Forum, Kevin and Gwen (aka cobweb and CTD – Crash Test Dummy). We all had a great time getting to know each other; we talked lots about running, kids, how to feed lizards, and of course, The Accident. Last February Gwen was in a horrible head-on car accident on icy roads. She was left with two fractured vertebra in her neck, along with numerous other injuries. Her presence at dinner Saturday night alone is remarkable, and the fact that she was also ready to toe the line the next morning for another marathon is…well, I don’t think I know a strong enough adjective for it. Jaw-dropping? Miraculous?
On Sunday morning Andrea and I were up by 6am and at the Phillips Lighting factory getting ready for the race start by a little after 7. We let the kids sleep in; Andrea would return and pick them up after I started. The weather was quite chilly – around 38 F – and very foggy. We soon hooked up with Gwen and Kevin and got in a quick “before” photo of the 3 of us. As we dressed down to our racing shirts and bibs, I looked at their numbers in surprise: Kevin 167, Gwen 168. I looked down at my own shirt: 691. What’s so remarkable about that? Well, I was looking at my number upside down. Right side up my number was 169. Over 500 runners there that morning and somehow the 3 of us ended up with sequential numbers! How wild is that?
Soon enough it was time to start running! And good thing, too, because we were all getting pretty cold outside! We gathered at the start line and Gwen and Kevin moved a little further back in the pack. They were figuring on running 10 or 11 minute miles. My goals were to 1) Finish healthy, 2) get under 4 hours for a PR, 3) go sub 9 minutes per mile pace (meaning just under 3hrs 56 minutes), and 4) go faster than that to whatever extent my body would allow. With those goals in mind I was shooting for running mainly in the 8:40s throughout most of the race, if all went well. I assumed the start would be a little slow so I was thinking of about 9 minute miles for the first two.
I waved to Andrea as I crossed the starting line and we were off! It didn’t take long for me to be pleasantly surprised that I was feeling pretty decent that morning, and I quickly settled into a very comfortable, steady pace. It usually takes me a few miles to feel like that. Mile 1 brought a mild surprise. I checked my watch expecting to see 9 or 9:30, and found 8:34 instead. Cool! For Mile 2 I tried to remain relaxed and ran an 8:35 split. Ok, that settled it. 8:30s are a bit faster than I expected, but based on my level of effort, I decided that I would try to stay right there, at least for the early stages of the race.
After the first couple of miles I was no longer very cold, and temperature was a non-issue for me the rest of the way. We weaved our way back and forth through the center of Bath and then headed southeast out of Bath toward the next town, Savona. I remember crossing an intersection and hearing a lady squeezing a loud squeak toy from a car. Made me think my dog was coming!
Then we were soon running down country roads that were completely immersed in a dense, dense fog. I chatted a bit with a couple of other runners. One, a fellow mechanical engineer, was running the first leg of a relay. The other, a guy a couple of years older than me named Matt, was running in his first marathon. We were all feeling decent at this point. Running in a fog was kind of cool, and it didn’t allow us to dwell too much on the long, seemingly endless straight-aways because we simply couldn’t see more than a few hundred feet ahead! However, I looked forward to the sun burning through so that we could get a good view of the yellow and orange forested hillsides that I knew would surround us all along the course. Mile 3: 8:33. Mile 4: 8.37. Very steady!
The first hill was after a left hand turn during the fifth mile. It was nothing major, but enough to slow my Mile 5 split to 8:48. Miles 6 through 9 were flat and there was nothing to change my strategy. I still felt fine and I was still turning in splits in the 8:30s. Repeated checks of my overall race pace showed a consistent 8:38. We arrived to cheering crowds lining the streets in Savona around Mile 9. This would be typical for the race: long stretches with relatively few fans, but then many more fans in each town. Right there in downtown Savona was the squeaky lady again! It was actually a bicycle horn that she was squeaking, and I thought it was really a good, uplifting noisemaker! Mile 6: 8:40. Mile 7: 8:33. Mile 8: 8:39. Mile 9: 8:37.
Miles 10, 11 and 12 continued through peaceful, country roads and the sun was finally starting to burn through the fog at times. I noticed that one of the women running near me was being paced by friends of hers that were doing the relay. Now that’s a cool way to provide a friend some support! Mile 10: 8:39. Mile 11: 8:34. Mile 12: 8:40. Race pace still 8:38.
Mile 13 lead us into the small town of Campbell, Andrea’s home town and the first point at which I expected to see my fans. Sure enough, right after the mile 13 point and another water/Gatorade station there they were cheering me on! What a huge uplift to see family in a marathon! I high five’d all of them (Andrea, the kids, and my in-laws), and then some other lady who apparently thought I was out to high five anyone I could (I guess I probably was!), and then I was off for more miles! My pace definitely picked up for a few minutes thanks to the emotional boost. My 20K split was about a 4 minute PR at 1 hour, 47 minutes and change! Mile 13: 8:30. ½ Marathon: 1:53:19. Mile 14: 8:38. Race pace still 8:38.
Behind Campbell, we soon ran up our second hill in Mile 15: ~8:50. Then we went flying down the back side and returned to the flats, heading for the tiny town of Erwyn Mile 16: ~8:31. During the 17th mile I caught up to Matt once again, and met his wife Michelle who was briefly riding alongside Matt on a bike. We ran together for a short while before I moved ahead. Mile 17: 8:31. Race pace 8:38. I start having delusions of grandeur!
In the next few miles, as we passed through the towns of Coopers Plains and Painted Post and I saw my family once again, my effort remained steady, but I found my pace fading a bit. Mile 18: 8:47. Mile 19: 8:49. Mile 20: 8:53. Finally, my race pace was moving into the 8:40s.
It’s often said that the marathon consists of 2 separate races: the first 20 miles and then the final 6.2. I’ll vouch for that! The miles now had become very painful. No injury, just increasing pain from the waist on down. The next couple of miles were probably the low point of my race, as I knew any hope of finishing as strong as I began was gone. My slowdown continued, and even when my family drove by me and cheered me on from the van, I could do little to acknowledge them. At some point along here Matt caught me and passed me for good. Mile 21: 9:25. Mile 22: 9:51.
When I saw that last split, nearing a 10 minute pace, I became a bit alarmed. I could accept that any hope of going sub 3:50 was fading, but I really didn’t want to be flirting with that 3:56 (9 min pace). I doubled my efforts and surged as much as possible as we entered Corning. Mile 23: 9:29. Mile 24: 9:37.
In the last couple of miles, I walked briefly at the aid stations. My familiarity with Corning helped me pace myself a bit for the finish, as I had a very good feel for when I was just a ½ mile out. Mile 25: 9:35. Mile 26: 9:43.
I waved to Andrea as I crossed the starting line and we were off! It didn’t take long for me to be pleasantly surprised that I was feeling pretty decent that morning, and I quickly settled into a very comfortable, steady pace. It usually takes me a few miles to feel like that. Mile 1 brought a mild surprise. I checked my watch expecting to see 9 or 9:30, and found 8:34 instead. Cool! For Mile 2 I tried to remain relaxed and ran an 8:35 split. Ok, that settled it. 8:30s are a bit faster than I expected, but based on my level of effort, I decided that I would try to stay right there, at least for the early stages of the race.
After the first couple of miles I was no longer very cold, and temperature was a non-issue for me the rest of the way. We weaved our way back and forth through the center of Bath and then headed southeast out of Bath toward the next town, Savona. I remember crossing an intersection and hearing a lady squeezing a loud squeak toy from a car. Made me think my dog was coming!
Then we were soon running down country roads that were completely immersed in a dense, dense fog. I chatted a bit with a couple of other runners. One, a fellow mechanical engineer, was running the first leg of a relay. The other, a guy a couple of years older than me named Matt, was running in his first marathon. We were all feeling decent at this point. Running in a fog was kind of cool, and it didn’t allow us to dwell too much on the long, seemingly endless straight-aways because we simply couldn’t see more than a few hundred feet ahead! However, I looked forward to the sun burning through so that we could get a good view of the yellow and orange forested hillsides that I knew would surround us all along the course. Mile 3: 8:33. Mile 4: 8.37. Very steady!
The first hill was after a left hand turn during the fifth mile. It was nothing major, but enough to slow my Mile 5 split to 8:48. Miles 6 through 9 were flat and there was nothing to change my strategy. I still felt fine and I was still turning in splits in the 8:30s. Repeated checks of my overall race pace showed a consistent 8:38. We arrived to cheering crowds lining the streets in Savona around Mile 9. This would be typical for the race: long stretches with relatively few fans, but then many more fans in each town. Right there in downtown Savona was the squeaky lady again! It was actually a bicycle horn that she was squeaking, and I thought it was really a good, uplifting noisemaker! Mile 6: 8:40. Mile 7: 8:33. Mile 8: 8:39. Mile 9: 8:37.
Miles 10, 11 and 12 continued through peaceful, country roads and the sun was finally starting to burn through the fog at times. I noticed that one of the women running near me was being paced by friends of hers that were doing the relay. Now that’s a cool way to provide a friend some support! Mile 10: 8:39. Mile 11: 8:34. Mile 12: 8:40. Race pace still 8:38.
Mile 13 lead us into the small town of Campbell, Andrea’s home town and the first point at which I expected to see my fans. Sure enough, right after the mile 13 point and another water/Gatorade station there they were cheering me on! What a huge uplift to see family in a marathon! I high five’d all of them (Andrea, the kids, and my in-laws), and then some other lady who apparently thought I was out to high five anyone I could (I guess I probably was!), and then I was off for more miles! My pace definitely picked up for a few minutes thanks to the emotional boost. My 20K split was about a 4 minute PR at 1 hour, 47 minutes and change! Mile 13: 8:30. ½ Marathon: 1:53:19. Mile 14: 8:38. Race pace still 8:38.
Behind Campbell, we soon ran up our second hill in Mile 15: ~8:50. Then we went flying down the back side and returned to the flats, heading for the tiny town of Erwyn Mile 16: ~8:31. During the 17th mile I caught up to Matt once again, and met his wife Michelle who was briefly riding alongside Matt on a bike. We ran together for a short while before I moved ahead. Mile 17: 8:31. Race pace 8:38. I start having delusions of grandeur!
In the next few miles, as we passed through the towns of Coopers Plains and Painted Post and I saw my family once again, my effort remained steady, but I found my pace fading a bit. Mile 18: 8:47. Mile 19: 8:49. Mile 20: 8:53. Finally, my race pace was moving into the 8:40s.
It’s often said that the marathon consists of 2 separate races: the first 20 miles and then the final 6.2. I’ll vouch for that! The miles now had become very painful. No injury, just increasing pain from the waist on down. The next couple of miles were probably the low point of my race, as I knew any hope of finishing as strong as I began was gone. My slowdown continued, and even when my family drove by me and cheered me on from the van, I could do little to acknowledge them. At some point along here Matt caught me and passed me for good. Mile 21: 9:25. Mile 22: 9:51.
When I saw that last split, nearing a 10 minute pace, I became a bit alarmed. I could accept that any hope of going sub 3:50 was fading, but I really didn’t want to be flirting with that 3:56 (9 min pace). I doubled my efforts and surged as much as possible as we entered Corning. Mile 23: 9:29. Mile 24: 9:37.
In the last couple of miles, I walked briefly at the aid stations. My familiarity with Corning helped me pace myself a bit for the finish, as I had a very good feel for when I was just a ½ mile out. Mile 25: 9:35. Mile 26: 9:43.
The course finished by crossing the Chemung River over a foot bridge which is slightly downhill. I, um, sprinted, sort of, to the finish, with various leg muscles beginning to give me some funky twinges. Somehow I managed to see Andrea and the kids once again along the bridge. Crossing the finish line I hit my GPS for a 3:53:15 a PR of about 7 ½ minutes!
Post race I was in bad, bad shape for a while. My legs and hips were screaming at me and I walked a bit like a 13 month old! I passed on pizza. I passed on bagels. I attempted some good chicken noodle soup, but I really couldn’t take it in. I drank lots of water as my son Lincoln tried to help me by messaging my calves!
Eventually, I checked the time and decided to try and get myself back to the finish line to cheer on Gwen and Kevin, if I could find them. I staggered over toward the finishing chute. Looking up, I was fortunate to catch a momentary glimpse of an image that – after all the miles of country roads, changing leaves, and cheering fans are left behind; after the pain of pounding exertion has long since faded from memory – will remain permanently etched in my mind. Standing there a few yards past the finish line were Gwen and Kevin, locked in an embrace. I have to believe that in that one moment was the release of a flood of emotions built up over a period of time much greater than the 4 hours and 20 minutes or so that it took for them to run the Wineglass.
Gwen’s real marathon began 8 months ago on a cold, icy day in February. I can’t even begin to imagine what it has been like for Gwen and Kevin, but I’m willing to bet that this last 26.2 miles of her marathon, painful as I know they were, may actually have been the easiest.
I’m not sure who placed first in this year’s Wineglass Marathon, but I know that the winner was the one who finished in a chip time of 4:20:41!
Saturday, August 9, 2008
My almost 9 year old son Lincoln just finished a two-week stint at a horseback riding day camp. They have a ton of things to do there besides ride horses, but they pretty much do some riding every day. Well, on Friday morning - the last day of camp - parents were invited to attend to watch their kids do some riding in the ring. Andrea and I both played hooky from work for a bit so that we could see it. Lincoln was in a group of about 7 kids his age or a little younger, all of them pretty new to horseback riding. Three of them were riding ponies.
So the kids and their mounts are riding in line around the ring for a bit. Then they take turns doing a lap, some kids doing a little posting and trotting, others content to simply walk. On Lincoln's 2nd day at camp he was bucked from his horse, so he was understandably in the latter group.
Near the end of the session things got interesting. One poor boy was trotting with his horse and then I think the horse started to canter. As they took a turn they unfortunately travelled in paths of dissimilar turning radii; ie, the horse turned, the boy didn't. He hit the ground very hard on his side.
Now I don't think he was seriously injured in any way, but for the next five minutes or so he screamed like mad. He was hurting and quite scared, and he just screamed and screamed inconsolably. He wasn't answering any questions about where he was hurt or if he understand what they were saying, he just screamed. Amidst it all the poor guy even peed his pants because he couldn't hold it.
While the trainers and camp councillors tended to the poor boy, the rest of the kids sat on their horses, all more or less in line still, but without any of the camp handlers nearby. They were right in front of us, though, and we could hear their dialogue crystal clear. Group panic was setting in. It went something like this:
"I don't think I wanna ride anymore."
"Me neither!"
"I wanna get off. I wanna get off my horse!"
"I don't even want to be a cowboy!"
"Why does anyone even live in Texas anyway?"
One child's on the ground screaming bloody murder, and I was ready to bust a gut laughing at that last remark! All I could think of was my friend Nita from the Marine Corps Marathon forum, who is from Texas!
So the kids and their mounts are riding in line around the ring for a bit. Then they take turns doing a lap, some kids doing a little posting and trotting, others content to simply walk. On Lincoln's 2nd day at camp he was bucked from his horse, so he was understandably in the latter group.
Near the end of the session things got interesting. One poor boy was trotting with his horse and then I think the horse started to canter. As they took a turn they unfortunately travelled in paths of dissimilar turning radii; ie, the horse turned, the boy didn't. He hit the ground very hard on his side.
Now I don't think he was seriously injured in any way, but for the next five minutes or so he screamed like mad. He was hurting and quite scared, and he just screamed and screamed inconsolably. He wasn't answering any questions about where he was hurt or if he understand what they were saying, he just screamed. Amidst it all the poor guy even peed his pants because he couldn't hold it.
While the trainers and camp councillors tended to the poor boy, the rest of the kids sat on their horses, all more or less in line still, but without any of the camp handlers nearby. They were right in front of us, though, and we could hear their dialogue crystal clear. Group panic was setting in. It went something like this:
"I don't think I wanna ride anymore."
"Me neither!"
"I wanna get off. I wanna get off my horse!"
"I don't even want to be a cowboy!"
"Why does anyone even live in Texas anyway?"
One child's on the ground screaming bloody murder, and I was ready to bust a gut laughing at that last remark! All I could think of was my friend Nita from the Marine Corps Marathon forum, who is from Texas!
Monday, July 7, 2008
Autism Speaks 5K - Race Day Report
July 4th was a fantastic morning for us! Things were quite frenetic as soon as we arrived at the Potomac Library - my wife and I had family members to get signed up, donations to turn in, race numbers to pickup, race shirts to pick up, about 20 team members to find, about 25 team t-shirts to hand out, race numbers to pin on, including helping kids (although I totally forgot to pin my own bib on!), and some team pictures to arrange. We also did a quick video interview with Diana Hosford, the woman in charge of media contacts for Autism Speaks. We had about 30 minutes to do all that!
As luck would have it, we parked real close to the Frederick Steeplechaser contingent and also Chris (CWCastelli from the Marine Corps Marathon forum), who promptly stepped up and introduced himself. Chris was running for his best friend's daughter. We made our way over to the registration tables and started greeting team members as they arrived. This included Holly (mybleweyedgurl), Jerry (X_39_and_holding_X), Kelly (Run4Cookies), and an MCM forum lurker that has come out of the woodwork, Steve (now JeromeBettis). It was great to see you again, Holly and Jerry, and a pleasure to meet you, Kelly, Steve and Chris!
We had a huge team there to support Raeann and help the cause (raising money to fund Autism research, increasing autism awareness, advocacy for families with autism, and other family services). It was so wonderful so have such a show of support! I'll have many pictures and video links to post soon, but I'm still gathering those.
The official race warm-ups started at 7:30, and we moved our group closer to the announcer's table so we'd have a good view. Just a few minutes later and Raeann was doing her thing! She stood up in front of roughly 2000 people and proceeded to sing our anthem beautifully! As a parent, it just doesn't get any better than this! It was hard for me to see clearly because of the tears in my eyes! Raeann has had the opportunity to do several events like this now, but this was easily the best I'd ever heard her sing! Later in the day I asked Raeann if she was nervous when she was up there. She said, "Not really." She simply loves to sing!
Well, after that I was emotionally and physically drained, and there was a race yet to run! I got in a quick hug with Rae and then we were all off toward the starting line. I lost track of almost everyone in the process, except my co-worker Tony, and Kelly. By the time I got the end of the starting line crowd, the race had apparantly already started; I could see folks way up ahead already running!
And soon we were off. The first mile was difficult because of all the navigation required. I had started way in the back which, of course, made it worse. After about 1/2 a mile I caught up to my wife Andrea, her friend Renee, and my niece Lexi, who at 13 was running her first 5K. I said a quick hello and kept going, along with Tony. I hit Mile 1 at 7:48, right about where I was hoping to. On a warm, humid day, on a hilly course, and after having taken the past 13 days off (well, except for running the 200 meters on Wednesday) due to a mild calf strain, all I really was hoping for was stay below an 8 minute per mile pace. So, so far so good!
By mile 2 the runners had thinned out enough so that we no longer had to hesitate and then surge to get through. Mile 2 has more downhills than ups, so I kept my pace up pretty well. My Mile 2 split was 7:43. Tony fell back off the pace in the 3rd mile as the course become hillier, with a few good climbs tossed in. I finished in 24:14 for a 7:48 pace and 251st place out of 1393 (top 20%). I FINALLY ran a 5K at a steady pace! Not a great 5K time for me, but it did beat my time from last year by about 20 seconds.
In checking the official race results, there were 1393 5k finishers, and here's what I've got for our MCM forum friends:
Jerry 219th place 23:47 (7:40 pace) (Jerry, I'm sure you started way ahead of me or else I might have found you and ran with you some!)
Ron 251st place 24:14 (7:48 pace)
Kelly 501st place 27:40 (8:55) Excellent job!! I think I heard this was a PR for you?
Andrea 548th place 28:14 (9:06) Not a PR, but respectable!
Steve 838th place 31:18 (10:05)
Chris 946th place 32:44 (10:33)
Holly 1309th place 43:12 (13:55) A respectable, on the road back 5K. And I must note that Holly's generocity is inversely proportional to her place!
Our family had a wonderful time and I'd like to thank everyone for their long-distance well wishes and support! And a special thanks to you MCM forum and Frederick Steeplechaser friends who were able to join us yesterday in Potomac, especially on a holiday when I know many of you have other family obligations to attend! I hope it was as enjoyable for you as it was for us and Raeann! It was also a real pleasure meeting Kelly, Chris and Steve.
Finally, thanks for all the donations to help those that are coping with autism! Raeann's Runners has now topped the $2000 amount for the 2nd year in a row! (For anyone interested, donations can still be placed via the web for the next couple of weeks - see my original autism race 5k thread for info, or send me a note.)
Thank you and I hope you all had a great Independence Day!
As luck would have it, we parked real close to the Frederick Steeplechaser contingent and also Chris (CWCastelli from the Marine Corps Marathon forum), who promptly stepped up and introduced himself. Chris was running for his best friend's daughter. We made our way over to the registration tables and started greeting team members as they arrived. This included Holly (mybleweyedgurl), Jerry (X_39_and_holding_X), Kelly (Run4Cookies), and an MCM forum lurker that has come out of the woodwork, Steve (now JeromeBettis). It was great to see you again, Holly and Jerry, and a pleasure to meet you, Kelly, Steve and Chris!
We had a huge team there to support Raeann and help the cause (raising money to fund Autism research, increasing autism awareness, advocacy for families with autism, and other family services). It was so wonderful so have such a show of support! I'll have many pictures and video links to post soon, but I'm still gathering those.
The official race warm-ups started at 7:30, and we moved our group closer to the announcer's table so we'd have a good view. Just a few minutes later and Raeann was doing her thing! She stood up in front of roughly 2000 people and proceeded to sing our anthem beautifully! As a parent, it just doesn't get any better than this! It was hard for me to see clearly because of the tears in my eyes! Raeann has had the opportunity to do several events like this now, but this was easily the best I'd ever heard her sing! Later in the day I asked Raeann if she was nervous when she was up there. She said, "Not really." She simply loves to sing!
Well, after that I was emotionally and physically drained, and there was a race yet to run! I got in a quick hug with Rae and then we were all off toward the starting line. I lost track of almost everyone in the process, except my co-worker Tony, and Kelly. By the time I got the end of the starting line crowd, the race had apparantly already started; I could see folks way up ahead already running!
And soon we were off. The first mile was difficult because of all the navigation required. I had started way in the back which, of course, made it worse. After about 1/2 a mile I caught up to my wife Andrea, her friend Renee, and my niece Lexi, who at 13 was running her first 5K. I said a quick hello and kept going, along with Tony. I hit Mile 1 at 7:48, right about where I was hoping to. On a warm, humid day, on a hilly course, and after having taken the past 13 days off (well, except for running the 200 meters on Wednesday) due to a mild calf strain, all I really was hoping for was stay below an 8 minute per mile pace. So, so far so good!
By mile 2 the runners had thinned out enough so that we no longer had to hesitate and then surge to get through. Mile 2 has more downhills than ups, so I kept my pace up pretty well. My Mile 2 split was 7:43. Tony fell back off the pace in the 3rd mile as the course become hillier, with a few good climbs tossed in. I finished in 24:14 for a 7:48 pace and 251st place out of 1393 (top 20%). I FINALLY ran a 5K at a steady pace! Not a great 5K time for me, but it did beat my time from last year by about 20 seconds.
In checking the official race results, there were 1393 5k finishers, and here's what I've got for our MCM forum friends:
Jerry 219th place 23:47 (7:40 pace) (Jerry, I'm sure you started way ahead of me or else I might have found you and ran with you some!)
Ron 251st place 24:14 (7:48 pace)
Kelly 501st place 27:40 (8:55) Excellent job!! I think I heard this was a PR for you?
Andrea 548th place 28:14 (9:06) Not a PR, but respectable!
Steve 838th place 31:18 (10:05)
Chris 946th place 32:44 (10:33)
Holly 1309th place 43:12 (13:55) A respectable, on the road back 5K. And I must note that Holly's generocity is inversely proportional to her place!
Our family had a wonderful time and I'd like to thank everyone for their long-distance well wishes and support! And a special thanks to you MCM forum and Frederick Steeplechaser friends who were able to join us yesterday in Potomac, especially on a holiday when I know many of you have other family obligations to attend! I hope it was as enjoyable for you as it was for us and Raeann! It was also a real pleasure meeting Kelly, Chris and Steve.
Finally, thanks for all the donations to help those that are coping with autism! Raeann's Runners has now topped the $2000 amount for the 2nd year in a row! (For anyone interested, donations can still be placed via the web for the next couple of weeks - see my original autism race 5k thread for info, or send me a note.)
Thank you and I hope you all had a great Independence Day!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Autism 5K in Potomac on July 4
Well, I've posted or sent this out just about everywhere else, so...
Hi all,
As you may know, our oldest daughter, Raeann, has autism. It is a developmental disorder that pervades all aspects of her life, making what most people consider simple tasks challenging. It effects her language comprehension & expression, visual/spatial processing, social interactions, fine and gross motor skills, sensory integration, and more.
Yet Raeann is one of the lucky ones. Despite her disability, she can communicate, form relationships, and participate in many activities that she loves, such as singing with the Frederick Children�s Chorus. Autism affects about 1 in 150 children, and most of those cases are much more severe than Raeann�s.
The Autism Speaks 5K raises money to fund autism research, advocacy, family services and to raise awareness about autism. Our family will not only be participating in the race, but we are once again forming a team: Raeann's Runners! Raeann led our fundraising efforts last year and our 12-person team of runners and walkers raised over $2100! We're hoping to blow that figure away this year!
You probably know where I'm going with this. I am writing to ask for your support for Raeann and her team of runners! It's a fun and inspiring event, a great race, and super cause!
If you would like to run or walk with us...
you can sign up here: www.autismspeaks.org/potomac5k (You may need to cut & paste that address in your internet browser's address window. Click on the "Register Here" button in the middle, then click "I Agree", then select the bullet to "Join a Team", then select "Raeann's Runners" from the drop-down list that appears, and follow the directions)
If you would like place a donation...
you can do so in a couple of ways: online with a credit card on Raeann's Race Web Page, or you can get your payment (make checks out to Autism Speaks) to me and I'll turn it in for Raeann. To access Raeann's Race Web Page, click on the link at the bottom of this email.
Last year Andrea and I purchased T-shirts for all members of Raeann's Runners. We are doing that again this year. (And YES, this shirt would be in addition to the shirts they give you for running the race!)
Please consider joining us for a wonderful morning on the 4th! To top it all off, RAEANN WILL BE SINGING THE NATIONAL ANTHEM FOR ALL THE RUNNERS BEFORE THE RACE STARTS!!! She did this last year and they've asked her back!
Please don't hesitate to contact me if you have any questions. Thanks for reading and thanks for your support!
Love,
Ron and Andrea
Ron Robisch & Andrea Morley
4990 Linganore View Drive
Monrovia, MD
21770
301 865-1660
Hi all,
As you may know, our oldest daughter, Raeann, has autism. It is a developmental disorder that pervades all aspects of her life, making what most people consider simple tasks challenging. It effects her language comprehension & expression, visual/spatial processing, social interactions, fine and gross motor skills, sensory integration, and more.
Yet Raeann is one of the lucky ones. Despite her disability, she can communicate, form relationships, and participate in many activities that she loves, such as singing with the Frederick Children�s Chorus. Autism affects about 1 in 150 children, and most of those cases are much more severe than Raeann�s.
The Autism Speaks 5K raises money to fund autism research, advocacy, family services and to raise awareness about autism. Our family will not only be participating in the race, but we are once again forming a team: Raeann's Runners! Raeann led our fundraising efforts last year and our 12-person team of runners and walkers raised over $2100! We're hoping to blow that figure away this year!
You probably know where I'm going with this. I am writing to ask for your support for Raeann and her team of runners! It's a fun and inspiring event, a great race, and super cause!
If you would like to run or walk with us...
you can sign up here: www.autismspeaks.org/potomac5k (You may need to cut & paste that address in your internet browser's address window. Click on the "Register Here" button in the middle, then click "I Agree", then select the bullet to "Join a Team", then select "Raeann's Runners" from the drop-down list that appears, and follow the directions)
If you would like place a donation...
you can do so in a couple of ways: online with a credit card on Raeann's Race Web Page, or you can get your payment (make checks out to Autism Speaks) to me and I'll turn it in for Raeann. To access Raeann's Race Web Page, click on the link at the bottom of this email.
Last year Andrea and I purchased T-shirts for all members of Raeann's Runners. We are doing that again this year. (And YES, this shirt would be in addition to the shirts they give you for running the race!)
Please consider joining us for a wonderful morning on the 4th! To top it all off, RAEANN WILL BE SINGING THE NATIONAL ANTHEM FOR ALL THE RUNNERS BEFORE THE RACE STARTS!!! She did this last year and they've asked her back!
Please don't hesitate to contact me if you have any questions. Thanks for reading and thanks for your support!
Love,
Ron and Andrea
Ron Robisch & Andrea Morley
4990 Linganore View Drive
Monrovia, MD
21770
301 865-1660
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
NSWC "5K" Fun Run
Just did our "5K" Fun Run in conjunction with the President's Challenge. Sunny, breezy and fairly cool for a mid-June day (70s).
The course was 3 laps, mainly around one of the huge water tanks. About 30 people were there, including several walkers. Still a little sore from Sunday's trail run, I planned to run this hard but not totally kill myself either. I basically had no warm up and had already eaten plenty today. Figured I'd shoot for a 7 minute first mile and then try to hold that as best as I could.
I started off well and settled into 4th, then 5th place. Taking the lead were two young women, maintaining a 6 minute pace. A young guy came up from behind swiftly and gave chase. Another young guy and I kept an even pace, but eventually I fell back. By about 1 mile I gave up on the hope that the pair of women went out too fast. They were for real! Mile 1 was right where it was supposed to be timewise: 6:59. However, by that time I had already finished the first lap, so I knew the course would be a little short.
Lap 2 involved a slight decline in pace; Mile 2 was 7:30. I passed some ladies walking their first lap and one of them said, "Hey, here come's another runner!" which made me feel like I was one of the few out of front. That was neat!
At the beginning of Mile 3 one more young guy passed me, like I was standing still! Apparently someone had cheered him on, and he took it to heart! I didn't even try to stay with him and just tried to continue my own pace. Well, his burst didn't last that long and he ended up settling in at about 100' in front of me. As I ran through the final few turns I put in a decent enough kick, but I was too far back at this time to catch the guy. I came in at 20:41 for a distance of 2.83 miles per my GPS (7:18 pace).
I was 6th overall, which was pretty cool. No awards, though, as this was just a fun run. My friend Rick from the Steeplechasers came in shortly after me, and my friend Tony from my office came in shortly after that.
Although I'd like to be running sub 7 for a 5K, given the time of day and the recent tough trail run, I think I'm satisfied with my time. Coolest thing was that, for the first time ever, I beat everyone older than me!!! :-)
The course was 3 laps, mainly around one of the huge water tanks. About 30 people were there, including several walkers. Still a little sore from Sunday's trail run, I planned to run this hard but not totally kill myself either. I basically had no warm up and had already eaten plenty today. Figured I'd shoot for a 7 minute first mile and then try to hold that as best as I could.
I started off well and settled into 4th, then 5th place. Taking the lead were two young women, maintaining a 6 minute pace. A young guy came up from behind swiftly and gave chase. Another young guy and I kept an even pace, but eventually I fell back. By about 1 mile I gave up on the hope that the pair of women went out too fast. They were for real! Mile 1 was right where it was supposed to be timewise: 6:59. However, by that time I had already finished the first lap, so I knew the course would be a little short.
Lap 2 involved a slight decline in pace; Mile 2 was 7:30. I passed some ladies walking their first lap and one of them said, "Hey, here come's another runner!" which made me feel like I was one of the few out of front. That was neat!
At the beginning of Mile 3 one more young guy passed me, like I was standing still! Apparently someone had cheered him on, and he took it to heart! I didn't even try to stay with him and just tried to continue my own pace. Well, his burst didn't last that long and he ended up settling in at about 100' in front of me. As I ran through the final few turns I put in a decent enough kick, but I was too far back at this time to catch the guy. I came in at 20:41 for a distance of 2.83 miles per my GPS (7:18 pace).
I was 6th overall, which was pretty cool. No awards, though, as this was just a fun run. My friend Rick from the Steeplechasers came in shortly after me, and my friend Tony from my office came in shortly after that.
Although I'd like to be running sub 7 for a 5K, given the time of day and the recent tough trail run, I think I'm satisfied with my time. Coolest thing was that, for the first time ever, I beat everyone older than me!!! :-)
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