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Monday, August 8, 2016

Cascade Lakes Relay 2016

Super Team Dwayne had another awesome time at Cascade Lakes Relay.

This was the fifth year of doing this relay for six of us on the twelve person team.  That's pretty cool.  To commemorate this milestone we all received a special shirt from CLR.  I have a friend that already has one and I was really excited to get my own.

I was going into the relay with only a week since I did my Olympic Triathlon.  I figured I was either going to do better than I ever had before or I was going to suck it up because I was too wiped out from the race I had done last week.

I have never had what I would call a good CLR.  I always have fun.  But I never run well.  Early on it was because I was just learning to run and I was SLOW!  Heat, elevation and hills did not help my speed at all.  Figuring out how to fuel myself throughout the two days was also a challenge.  One year I got a massive migraine and spent most of my night leg throwing up.  Tends to not help one run faster.  Last year I was hoping it would be the year that I could feel like I really rocked my runs.  Then I got a massive tooth abscess at the beginning of July which made my face look like I had been hit by a baseball bat.  Made it really hard to get my training done and so I ended up not as prepared as I could have been.  And really, I still didn't do well with heat, elevation and hills.  lol  For some reason they don't take that out of the CLR route.

Now it's 2016 and I've spent the last seven months training for an Olympic Triathlon.  I have done lots of Wednesday evening runs and interval workouts with my coach in the heat.  Lots of hills while hiking and biking.  I'm in better shape then I have been in since I started running.  I have learned a lot about nutrition and what I what works for me to refuel and not make myself sick during the relay.  I was really hoping that it would all come together and I would have a kick ass relay.

For those of you who have never done a relay it works like this.  You form a team with 12 exceptionally crazy, fun people.  Then divide the team into two vans, Van 1 and Van 2.  Van 1 starts the relay and everyone in the van runs one section of the course.  Then Van 2 takes over and runs six sections of the course while Van 1 gets some rest.  We keep switching until every person on the team has run three legs of the race ending with the last runner in Van 2.  The Cascade Lakes Relay starts at Diamond Lake, Oregon and works it's way north to finish, 216.6 miles later, in Bend, Oregon.

Decorating the vans is an important part of the relay race.  Remember, what happens at CLR stays at CLR.  Unless it ends up in a blog.  :-)

Van 2 window paint:
Van 1 window paint:
I make magnets every year to tag other vans.  More & more teams are doing the same thing. :-)
The first two years we did this relay I was in Van 2, the last two years I was in Van 1.  Both have their advantages and disadvantages.  We swapped back to being in Van 2 for this year.  The biggest disadvantage for Van 2 is that two of the three legs are in the afternoon which generally means hot.  This year was no exception.

I was the first runner for our van at the first major exchange.  This means we got to the exchange point and waited for the last runner from Van 1 to arrive and hand off the baton (actually, in this case it's a slap bracelet) to me.

It was warm and I was nervous.  Joe and I made a plan for making sure I had plenty of water and Gatorade.  We both have handheld water bottles for running.  I would start out with one and then every mile they would check on me and he would have the other handheld bottle ready and we would swap.  We also had neck coolers and a sprayer to cool off the runners.  One of the things that I love about this relay is the ability to be able to support the runners a lot.  There are some legs that you can't because they are on a trail or the vans can't be on that road.  But most of the roads have wide shoulders or places that it's easy to pull out and park for a bit.  Then people in the van can hop out and support their runner.

Van 1 showed up at the major exchange and I got my bib number and got all set to get started.  It wasn't long before I saw Steve coming down the cinder road with his trucker hat, plaid shirt and shorts on.   He slapped the bracelet on my arm and I took off.
Van 2 Ready to get this party started!
I was careful to not go out to fast.  It was over 95 degrees when I started and I had 5.5 miles to run.  I had done this leg before when we were Van 2 but it used to be 3.8.  When I did it before I ended up walking most of it because it was just too hot and I couldn't breath.  I didn't want to have that again!

I did really well for the first four miles.  I was running and then taking a one minute walk break.  The van was checking on me every mile or so and I was swapping out the handheld just like we planned.  It was a good plan because almost every time I had drank almost the entire thing.  At home I can go three or four miles and still have water left.  It was HOT!  The neck coolers and getting sprayed also helped a great deal.  My legs were so hot from the heat coming off the pavement, I felt like the backs of my legs were getting sunburned from the ground.

After the first four miles I started struggling so I shortened up the run time and did some longer walks.  I didn't want to end up hurting myself or making myself sick by pushing too hard on my first leg and then have nothing left for my last two legs.  There was still a lot of CLR to go.

I finished up my leg with an average pace of 13:53.  While not as fast as runs I have been doing lately it was really a good run for me in the heat, elevation and hills.  I had to go back in my Nike info and find the other two times I ran this leg for comparison.  Here's what I found.
  • 2011: 4.09 miles, 15'11" average pace.
  • 2012: 4 miles, 14'58" average pace.
  • 2016: 5.52, 13'53" average pace.
See why I was happy even though I had to slow down at the end?  Same leg, a mile and a half longer than it had been before and I was a minute a mile faster than the last time I ran it.  And it was WAY hotter, which is scary because I thought it was ridiculously hot the first two times I ran this leg.  :-)

Overall, considering how hot it was I felt like my first leg was a solid effort for me and I was pretty happy about it.  Poor Joe had a seven mile run after me and it was the hottest leg of the day, about 100 degrees.  He cranked it out as well.  All of the legs for our first turn as Van 2 were over 90 degrees so everyone had to deal with it.  But we had plenty of water, Gatorade and used our sprayer to cool off our teammates and anyone who happened to run by while we were waiting.  It felt good to get that first leg done.  The weather forecast called for slightly cooler temperatures for Saturday so I was hoping that the worst of the heat was behind us.
Ross & Brandi waiting for Brandi's first leg to start.
Amazing sunset as we waited at the turnout to the infamous (in our van anyway) water tower
Ross cheering for Brandi as she zips by. 
The sky was amazing at Silver Lake!
Jac waiting for Brandi to arrive so Van 1 can start their second turn.
We headed back to the house we use as base camp.  Thanks to one couple on our team we have a place to stay near La Pine and it is great to head back to the house to shower, get on clean clothes and catch a teeny bit of sleep.  I think we got about one hour of shut eye this time.  All too soon it was time to head out to meet up with Van 1 again.  Joe had the first leg this time.  He started at about 2:00 a.m.  I was going to be next up.

When we originally planned what legs we would run I was supposed to do a run that was 3.5 miles.  They made some changes to the course this year and to the length of some of the legs.  My 3.5 mile night run turned into a 6.9 mile night run.  But I figured that I would rather to a longer run during the night than during the day when it would be hot.  Plus the leg trended downhill most of the run.
Party at the 2nd major exchange.  Lots of people, lots of moths!  
I started at 4:00 a.m.  Joe had the leg before me and handed off to me after a great 7 mile leg.  I took off and found a good/comfortable pace and just tried to keep it steady.  I ran 10 minutes and walked 1 minute.  I did that the entire 6.9 miles.  I loved how cold it was!  I was wearing capri running pants, a t-shirt and a long sleeved shirt and it was perfect!  I loved how I felt just as solid for the last mile of my run as I did for my first mile.  The van checked on me regularly but I usually waved them off and kept right on trucking.  I swapped out my water bottle once.  With two miles left I told them to go to the exchange, I was fine!  What a great feeling that was!
  • 2011: 3.1 miles, 12'29" average pace.
  • 2012: 3.06 miles, 13'16" average pace.
  • 2016: 6.9 miles, 12'02" average pace.  (This started as the same three miles as 2012 with more tacked on.  And I still rocked it.  :-)  Happy dance!)
I could see the exchange up ahead and a line of cars.  Evidently there wasn't much parking for an exchange and they were a bit backed up (a little Hood to Coast like).  I passed the van in the line of cars.  They told me Wendie was waiting for me and they would pick me up on the other side.  I was able to pick up the pace a little, which was fun since it was at the end of a fairly long run.  I handed off to Wendie and then literally ran to jump into the van.

The second round of legs, no matter which van you are in, is usually at night.  This is where we are all tired.  I am lucky that instead of being people that get cranky, we are people that get really silly.  Everything is way funnier in the middle of the night.  It's absolutely hysterical in the middle of the night at a relay race!

For the first time in running CLR I had two really solid runs for me!!  I was really excited and super proud of myself.  Two down, one to go.

It wasn't long before we were at the second major exchange getting ready to hand off to Van 1 again.  Major exchanges are always fun because there a ton of people and we get to see our teammates and check in, share stories and see how everyone is feeling.

Once more we headed back to the house.  This time it wasn't a long drive so we got a longer nap.  Not long enough but better than the one we got after the first exchange.  I took a shower and laid down in bed.  Good thing I set my alarm because I was out like a light!!

The last exchange before the finish line was on Mt. Bachelor.  The drive up there is always beautiful! We got up there around 1:00 p.m on Saturday afternoon.  Our team had decided to Van Leap.  Which means that we got started on our final legs before Van 1 arrived at the exchange.  Basically we got a head start and had two runners on the course at the same time for awhile.  We couldn't start until 2:00 p.m. and I think we only really got a 30 minute head start but it was nice to have a little bit of a buffer to make sure we didn't finish super late in the evening.
My awesome teammates!  Go Van 2!!
A very nice lady from another team took this picture with all of us.  One leg left to go!
Mt. Bachelor.  Believe it or not, way more snow then last year!
Josh and Joe decided to run their legs together so they took off.  It was already getting pretty warm.  Not quite as warm as the day before, it was only 90 degrees instead of over 96 degrees.  Plus there was a nice breeze.  That breeze made a huge difference!  After the guys went then Wendie had her longest leg.  She totally rocked it!  Then it was my turn.  All I had was a 2.5 mile run.  Short and sweet, mostly downhill.  I was so nervous!
Van 2 with Mt. Bachelor in the background.  Watching for Josh & Joe.
Brandi & Ross watching for the guys.
Josh & Joe looking awesome!
Wendi waiting for her last leg to start.  Love that smile!  :-)
Coming into the exchange.
Sounds silly to be nervous when I had done so well for my first two legs.  Here's why I was nervous:
  1. In the four years we have done CLR previously I have had a good run here or there but I have never had what I felt was a solid CLR from start to finish.  I was one run away from changing that.
  2. It was hot already and I've had short legs at the end of CLR before and been too hot and too tired to make it work.  I was worried that would happen again.
  3. I didn't want to be this close to having a solid CLR and blow it with only a 2.4 mile run!
So I had butterfly's in my stomach setting off for my last leg.  Josh had decided to run it with me.  I high-fived Wendie and took off while Josh told Wendie what he was up to and then caught up.  I found a really good pace that actually seemed maintainable.  It helped that I was running downhill.  My first mile was under 11 minutes!!!  What?!  We came to a small incline and I did a walk break and we took off again.  There was a young lady in front of us that was struggling a bit.  I could tell she was having a difficult time, it looked like she had a stitch in her side.  I passed her once when she was walking but then she started running and passed me when I was walking.  I caught up with her again after the incline and a couple of times she heard me coming and would start running again.  I finally passed her again because at this point I was determined to beat her to the exchange.  lol  I was going to take another minute walk break but Josh told me she was closing in again and I needed to get moving so I took off again and ran the rest of the way to the exchange.  Turns out she was more than a quarter mile behind me but Josh wanted me to run the rest of the way so he made it sound like she was closer.  I didn't check for myself or I would have known she was farther back.  Stinker.  But I can't be too mad at him keeping me going since I my average pace was 11'09!!!!  Holy moly!  I don't think I have ever run that fast in the heat.  Probably didn't hurt that it was downhill but still.  :-)
My most awesome running buddy, Joshy!  He's so awesome he shines.  :-)  
Done with all three legs!  The smile says it all.  
My first two years in Van 2 I had a bee up my butt that I needed to do a very hard leg so that everyone else wasn't having to do all hard runs.  I did the 4 mile, 1000 foot elevation gain leg in the heat of the day.  It wasn't pretty.  I walked it both times.  The only good thing about it was that I got it done.  lol  I had no problem taking an easy, short run and loved that I did it really well.  

Suddenly I'm done!  I've done all three of my legs.  I have run 14.8 miles over 36 hours.  I have finally had a really great CLR.  I had my best run in the heat and uphills.  I had my fastest run night run.  Then I beat that and had an even faster run for my last leg.  I was a happy camper!
The fabulous Super Team Dwayne aka STD.  
Showing our goofy side.
Was I still slower than everyone else on the entire team?  Yep.

Do I care at all?  Nope!  

All I need to know is that I did the absolute best I could for each leg and I was proud of myself each time I got done.  

I had so much fun!  

I loved looking at what I had done and feeling proud of myself instead of wishing I had done better.  

Could I do better next time?  Probably. 

Will I keep working at becoming better and stronger?  Absolutely!
BFF and I in our hard earned Five year shirts!
Six of us on the team have been on the team every year that Super Team Dwayne has participated.  This year was our fifth year and we got a special shirt to commemorate this.  I am exceptionally proud of being on this team and for earning this shirt!
This year for the first time I ordered a women's shirt for my race shirt.  I usually order a mens shirt so that it will fit and I can actually wear it.  This year I took the leap and ordered a women's XL.  It may not seem like a big deal but I'm really proud of being able to get a shirt this size.  :-)  Sometimes it's the little things that help motivate.
Between my Olympic Triathlon and Cascade Lakes Relay I have taken a big leap in appreciating where I am as an athlete and being proud of myself instead of comparing myself to others and where they are as athletes.  

Their story is different then my story.
My body is different then their body.
My journey is different then their journey.  

My fabulous team got to the finish line and ran in together.  Then we headed back to the house for showers and pizza.  So much fun to sit around and compare stories and laughter.  One of the reasons that I love doing this race is the people that I get to do it with.  The team goal is to have a good time and make memories.  Mission accomplished!!

Sunday is our fun day!  The reward for all the hard work is a float on the Deshuttes River.  We float, laugh, talk, give each other a hard time and just unwind as we drift along.  I was supposed to do a 1000 yard swim on Sunday.  That didn't happen.  That water was just too cold to try and swim in for a sustained time.  Plus fighting the current was an issue.  So I turned on my Garmin when we started the float.  I'm sure that it was some form of exercise.  :-)  Funny though, my coach deleted that activity off of Training Peaks.  He must not have agreed with me.  lol
Faylene & Andrea
My awesome hubby
Hey, I'm in a picture I didn't take!  :-)
Brandi & Dwayne
Ross on the paddle board. 
Jac & Andrea
I could get very used to this. 
Jac & Ross

Getting geared up to head back to work in a few weeks.  Not ready to have summer be over but I am ready to see my students again and get back into a regular routine.

I signed up for another Olympic Triathlon next month.  :-)  I had so much fun with the first one I figured I should do it again.  This one is in Sweet Home next month.  I can't wait!  :-)  

Thursday, June 30, 2016

Trust the Training

So it's been a rough week for my Olympic training.

"Oh no!  What happened?"  you might ask.  "Did you get hurt?"

Nope.

I got inside my own head.

That is never a good thing.

Last week I was totally feeling like I've got this Olympic Triathlon in the bag.

This week I was pretty sure I was beyond stupid for even thinking I could try it.

My own worst enemy is myself.

It was really just Tuesday.  I don't know why it was a bad day, nothing went terribly wrong.  In fact several things went very right.  But my perspective in my head didn't allow me to see that for awhile.

I had a swim in the morning with a specific set of things I was supposed to do.  It's one I have been doing on Tuesdays for a few weeks now.

w/u 200 yards
4x100 descending @ 2:35, 2:32, 2:30, 2:28
2x250 @ 2:30 100
6x50 "fast"
c/d 200 yards

Last week I felt like I totally kicked this workout's ass.  This week it was a lot of work.  The exact same workout but for some reason, in my head, I really struggled.

The reality is that overall I did it better than last week.   It just didn't feel that way for some reason.

After the swim I had some time at home to eat and rest before I met up with my coach for a bike ride.

It's been a lot of fun riding with Jon since school got out.  We talk about my training and we figure out things that aren't working and how to fix them.  We laugh and in general have a good time.  At least from my side, hopefully he has a good time too.  :-)

Tuesday we headed out on a new adventure to tackle some different hills.  It was a windy day but the sun was shining so it was all good.  We headed out to Lewisburg Rd.  Jon wanted me to really attack the hills and give them all I had.  Not a problem except that all I had was a wheezing pathetic mess.  At least from my point of view at the time.  Actually, I only really struggled that badly on one small, short, steep section.  I was working so dam hard and hardly moving and my breath was just struggling and I felt like my lungs were gasping for any oxygen that it could get.  By the time I got to the top I was pretty sure that my legs hated me as well.  I wanted to stop so bad.  I just wanted to get off the damn bike and walk up the hill.

But Jon was right there.  Encouraging me all the way up that stupid hill.  Telling me I was doing awesome.  lol  If I could talk I would have said, "I don't think so!" But all my effort had to stay focused on moving up the hill so I couldn't even harass him back.  :-)

I was so frustrated.  All I could see was how hard it was to breath and how slow I was going.  Even when Jon was telling me what a great job I had done I still couldn't see that.

We got to the top and took a moment for me to catch my breath, drink some gatorade and use my inhaler before we got started again.  I still had some more hills to get through but I was pretty sure I had done the steepest one so that made me feel a little better.
When we made our way back to the car I told Jon that I had been frustrated on the ride and didn't think it went well.  He was quick to disagree with me and reminded me that I worked hard and he pushed me hard on purpose.
I think I sucked and my coach thinks I rocked.  Think I need to fix something.
But I had gotten inside my own head.

I'm much better than I used to be about it but every once in awhile I go there.  Even though I know I shouldn't.

Then I made it worse by comparing.  Yep, that's the worst.  Take a frustration and then add to it by comparing myself to others and trying to prove that the negative thoughts are right because I can't measure up to others around me.  Then to add fuel to the fire I went on the Tri at the Grove website and looked at the results from last year.  I am pretty sure I'm going to be last.  Or very close to last.  After all the work that I've put in that added to my frustration.

So I admit it.  I wallowed for a bit.  Okay, not for long, only one day.  But still, I did wallow.  Then my husband kicked my in the ass, figuratively of course.  :-)

We were talking about my day and I was crying and I could tell he was a bit annoyed with me.  The way that only a husband of 26 years can be.

Because another layer of my worries about my triathlon that is coming up is not disappointing people.  It's a weird thing and totally my own thing.  Seems stupid when I write it down.  But it goes like this...I have a lot of people that have helped me on this journey.  They have supported me on the daily grind (husband), encouraged me and given me guidance to help me be a stronger athlete (coach, actually two coaches since Bri is my swim coach), and cheered me on and given me hugs and love when I needed (friends & family).

I don't want to let them down.

So I walk this fine line as far as the mental part of being an athlete.  Part of me is super competitive and gets really frustrated when I can't keep up and do what it seems like everyone around me is doing with ease.  The other part of me is uncomfortable with the attention and worries that I am going to let down the people that are rooting for me.

This is pretty normal for me and I do a much better job working through it then I used to.  Tuesday was not a day where I was able to tell myself I was being stupid.

So I had a couple of good crying jags.  But when I got up on Wednesday it was time to be over it.  I have a lot to do between now and July 23rd and I am not going to mess up all the work I have done for the last six months.

Last night we had a group run at OSU with my coach and his other athletes.  I call us the Booth Bunch.  :-)  We usually do some kind of run on Wednesdays.  Either intervals at the track or just a run where we all stop and finish together.

Last night Jon put together a scavenger hunt where we were supposed to take selfies in front of different locations or statues around campus.  I paired up with his wife Janelle who I have been having a blast running with the last few months.  She is a lot of fun and I have loved getting to know her better.
Janelle and I in front of the Memorial Union.  Just one of many stops. 
Finished up and then ran the inter mural track to get my three miles in. 
I was still sore and tired from my workout from the day before.  But when it's a competition it's amazing how you can dig deep and do better than you really think you can.  I sometimes will have a competition in my classroom for different activities.  Usually the prize is something silly like a Jolly Rancher or even just bragging rights.  It always amazes me how hard the students will work for such a small prize.  That competitive spirit is an amazing thing.

We ran all over campus and got all the pictures we needed.

We came in second out of three teams. lol  But I know that when we were running I was running much faster than I would have pushed myself if we were just out for a normal run around campus.  :-)

I was wearing my purple sparkly headband.  Jon complimented it when we were warming up.  I told him it was my Badass with Sparkle headband because I needed to remind myself that I was actually a Badass.  He laughed and asked why I needed to remember that and I told him that I had really let Tuesday's frustration get to me.

Funny, he said a lot of the same things that Joe had said with a few more coachy things thrown in.  :-)

Trust the training.  Don't be so hard on yourself, you are going to do great, etc.  He asked me if I have done everything he has asked me to do.  I said yes.  He asked me if I had given 80% to 90% effort in my workouts.  I said yes.  He said trust the training.

I'm focusing on "Trust the training."

I have done a lot of things in the last six months that I couldn't do a year ago.  Yesterday and today I have really thought about how far I have come.  I am glad that I only gave myself one day to wallow on my frustrations because in reality I have a lot to be proud already without even doing my triathlon.

Last summer Joe kept asking me when I was going to ride my bike again and I kept putting it off because I was scared to ride my bike.  This year I have ridden 169 miles in just the month of July alone.  Last June I started swim lessons with Bri and could barely swim one length of the pool without having to stop because I was either snorting water or needed to catch my breath.  Now I can swim a mile with a pretty consistent pace and few or no breaks to catch my breath.  A mile!!

Trust the training.

My friends and family, coach, and husband are all going to be proud of me no matter what place I come in on race day, even if it's DFL (Dead Fucking Last).  They will be proud of me even if something awful happens and I don't finish.  I need to let that go.  I just really want them to be proud of me and honor all their support by kicking ass.  Guess I still am working on that one.

So I have three weeks to go.  Still more work to be done both mentally and physically.

I had one rough day on the mental end of things but instead of dwelling I got over it.  (At least I'm trying, that little niggle is still in the back of my head but I'm telling that niggle to Kiss My Ass!)

I'm sore and tired but I'm still doing what I'm supposed to be doing and pushing through.  Thank God it's summer and I can take naps!!!  lol  I love naps!

I had no idea when I started running six years ago how much of becoming a runner would be working on the mental side of things.  I've come a long way since then but still have a long way to go.

Three weeks until race day.

Trust the training.