Month: May 2012

After dealing with a knee problem all winter 2010-2011, I started running again last spring and raced (for the first time in months) the University City Memorial Day 5K. It was a good race, and it was the start of a year-long (and counting) progression to my current peak fitness. In the year since then I’ve raced 23 times, with 2 wins and 11 finishes in 4th place overall or higher. It’s been a good year.

I was looking forward to this race again this year. Then a few days before I thought to myself, wait, isn’t there also a 10K? I’ve already run two 5K PRs this year, but I’ve really been training for longer races, and I haven’t even attempted a 10K race for the past 9 years. 10K it is.

Just like last year I knew it was going to be hot. Then there was the problem that I really didn’t know how fast to run (not having raced this distance in so long). I fell back to my old formula of adding 30 seconds per mile when doubling the distance. Since my last 5K was 5:28 pace, I figured I would shoot for 5:58 pace for the 10K.

The 1400 runners in the combined 5K and 10K all started at the same time, though we were on different sides of the street, so we remained somewhat separated before the two courses split apart roughly 1 mile into the run. One 10K runner shot out in front of everybody. Another 10K runner was up at the front of the 5K lead pack. One other 10K runner and I were together in the next pack of 5K runners. I stayed in 3rd almost the entire race, with this guy on my shoulder the whole time. One of my goals was to run a relatively even pace (something which I still couldn’t manage to do in a 5K). With this guy on my shoulder the whole race, pushing me harder and harder, we were able to do just that.

The guy out-kicked me rather handily at the end (he was 11 years younger), so I finished 4th overall out of 447 finishers in 37:16 (the course was a bit long). This was my 12th top-4 finish in my past 24 races (I like those odds). My splits were 5:54, 5:53, 5:59, 6:02, 6:00, 5:51, and change. I hit my 5:58 pace estimate exactly. There was only 11 seconds difference between the fastest and slowest miles (a difference I typically can’t match in shorter races), and the final mile was actually the fastest (which is also extremely rare for me). The 85˚F heat was pretty tough. The only other time I’ve ever managed to run this fast in that kind of heat was the Trifesta triathlon I raced two days prior, where I averaged the same 5:58 pace for the 5K run (after a fast bike and swim).

This was my 3rd 10K ever, and while it was my fastest in 15 years, it was not a PR. I ran a 10K my freshman year of college in something like 33 minutes. I don’t remember the exact time, and the results aren’t online anywhere, so I’ll probably never know. I certainly won’t ever run that fast again.

Melissa and I “cooled” down in style by taking the long way home with a 5 mile jaunt through Forest Park. The day prior we both registered for the Howl at the Moon 8-hour Ultra in August. Bring on the heat.

The Tour de Grove is a bike race, but in an apparent attempt to appeal to a wider audience they added a 5K run. Bike races typically offer prize money to the top finishers, and given the Tour de Grove attracts a lot of professional teams, the prizes are fairly large. It’s not unheard-of for a foot race to offer prize money, but it’s typically only the biggest events with the top talent. This 5K was pretty small, yet offered serious prize money ($1700 total for top three men and women). I had a feeling this would attract some good runners, which meant fast people to test myself against. The criterium later in the day didn’t appeal to me (flat course with 8 turns), but the run definitely did. The choice was easy. I didn’t have any delusions of placing in the money, I just wanted to run a fast time.

As I mentioned previously, I have been laboriously honing my running form over the past several months. I’ve been very successful in my training runs, but I had difficulty focusing on my form during my last 5K race and I unfortunately reverted to my old heel-striking gait. But I’ve continued to progress since then and I was convinced this time could be different.

The start was a bit disorganized. There was no actual start line, so everyone tried to make sure we were all even as the race began and we took off. I was somewhat conservative for the first quarter mile before I started to make my way through the pack. A half mile in I reached the front of my group and the next closest runner was already far enough ahead that I had no chance of catching up. From that point on I ran the rest of the race by myself watching the guy up the road pull further and further ahead.

The run was a bit surreal. It felt like a high school 800m or 1600m track race to me. Until that point I hadn’t connected the dots to realize those races were the only times in the past when I actually ran on my forefeet (what I’ve been training myself to do for months). And here I was, with great concentration, doing it again. My watch beeped, indicating the first mile. I didn’t look at my time. I didn’t want to know.

I finished the first lap (of two) as I passed the start/finish area where Melissa and Will were watching. I couldn’t spare the energy to even look over at them. A few blocks later my watch beeped again, indicating the second mile. I didn’t look at my time. I didn’t want to know.

I was still moving fast in the third mile, but I had slowed down considerably. This is the part of the race where you just want it to end and you hope a whole bunch of people don’t pass you. My watched beeped, indicating the third mile. I was still a long way from the finish line. Well, shit. The course was long, so even if I did run what would have been a good 5K time it would be masked by the extra distance. I pushed across the finish line just 4 seconds ahead of the top three women who were barreling down on me. With that much money on the line I couldn’t blame them.

I was 7th place, running the 3.3 mile course in 17:56 (5:28/mile). Out of curiosity I checked my GPS data, which revealed I covered 5K in 16:59, a huge PR. My second big 5K PR in a row.

So I ran a fast time, and I did it while (and perhaps because of) maintaining good form the whole race. Mission accomplished. The one downside is that, even several days later, my calves are still sore from this race. They are really underdeveloped, and it’s going to be a while before I can quickly recover from an effort like this.