Under 4 Hours

Today I ran the Salt Lake City Marathon. I ran it last year and did pretty well until mile 24. I hit the wall and it took me more than 1 hour to finish the last 3 miles. Mentally and physically I was spent and at one point there was a bus stop bench. I went and sat down for 10 minutes. It was horrible.
Today when I passed that exact same bench...I gave it the finger, cursed it and pressed on. With 1.5 miles left I still had strength but I was pretty exhausted so I adopted a run/walk strategy. I made it to the finish line with the official time of 3:47:47. I thought I could get close to 4 hours and I crushed it. I beat last years time by almost 54 minutes and beat my personal best by over 22 minutes.
I am pretty sore but I need to heal soon because I have another marathon in 4 weeks from today.
I am estatic with my performance today and what a rush to reach that finish line regardless of the time..but with a great time it makes it that much better. (I know great is relative because the winner ran it in 2:15.)
The following are the stats:
Age group: 36th of 109
Overall: 235 of 1067
Overall Male 188 of 685

Mile / Split
1 /0:07:55
2/ 0:08:09
3/ 0:07:51
4/ 0:07:53
5/ 0:08:17
6/ 0:08:25
7/ 0:08:34
8/ 0:08:31
9/ 0:08:35
10/ 0:08:14
11/ 0:08:17
12/ 0:08:28
13/ 0:08:32
14/ 0:08:12
15/ 0:08:17
16/ 0:08:24
17/ 0:08:33
18/ 0:08:33
19/ 0:08:41
20/ 0:08:48
21/ 0:09:00
22/ 0:09:04
23/ 0:09:27
24/ 0:09:38
25/ 0:10:37
26/ 0:10:44
last .2/ 0:02:08
Total / 3:47:47

13.1

I ran the Riverton 1/2 Marathon this morning. It was cold and windy but I felt really good. I thought if I did well I would be able to come in around 1:52 but in the end I ended with a time of 1:45:23...which is a 8:02 Min/Mi.
Here are my splits:

Mile Time

1. 7:31
2. 7:48
3. 8:10
4. 7:52
5. 8:15
6. 8:18
7. 8:14
8. 8:27
9. 7:55
10. 8:19
11. 8:09
12. 8:03
13. 7:44
14. :38 (this was the last .10 of the course to give the 13.1)

I ended up:
7th of 22 in the age group - Men 35-39
39th of 103rd in all the men
50th of 190 of total men and women

Daylight Savings Brings Out the Freaks

I like daylight savings. It is great during the summer when the sun is out until 9:00 at night, but the one drawback is when I go running first thing on Saturday mornings. I like to get out on the trails at breaking dawn...oh sorry, that is a silly book...at the dawn's early light. It is awesome that a few miles from my house I can run on a river trail as the geese, ducks and other birds are waking up. I even saw a group of about seven deer the other morning. With the recent time change it means that when I head out on the trails it is still dark for about 20-30 minutes. I don't stress too much about a mountain lion mauling me for breakfast...really my only concern is about stepping in goose poop or dog feces that idiot people don't clean up after.
Now, there is a new threat out on the trails. As I headed out on Saturday I was no more than a half mile into my run when I see another person running towards me. No big deal, there are lots of runners out here, just not that many when it is still dark outside. As I approach him he immediately turns around and starts running with me. We exchange pleasant good mornings and I slow up a little bit to let him go ahead, but then he slows up, so I speed up, and then he speeds up. He then asks if it is OK if he runs with me because he is scared to run in the river bottoms by himself in the dark. I think "Should I sucker punch this freak now?" I agree and we keep going down the trail. He asks me if by chance my name is Kris. I think "who in the hell is this guy." He said he met a Chris out here last fall. I emphasized that it wasn't me because I wasn't running last fall. We continue talking and he brings up his wife and how 14 months ago she couldn't even walk, but now with this product Reliv, she is starting to run again. I don't think anything about it other than he is excited that his wife can walk again. My biggest concern is that he is slowing me way down keeping me above a 10:00 mile pace. He is gasping for air during the conversation, which is somewhat entertaining to me, so I pick up the pace to see just how fast we will need to go to get him to quit talking. The faster pace, a steep hill and the sun appearing on the horizon did the trick. He finally gasped a thank you and then offered me his card and told me again how great Reliv is for rebuilding muscles after a workout.
Seriously??? At 6:30 in the morning this guy is out peddling product. I can't blame the guy for trying, especially in these economic times, but I had to run 18 miles on Saturday and he made the first 3 miserable. Maybe I will have to throw in a sucker punch next time.

Update on the Idiocy

So I would like to thank all those concerned about the incident concerning the post:
The Idiocy of Long Distance Running.
I have received a number of condolences and questions about the current condition.
I am happy to report that all is well...mostly because I have chosen to run topless. To be clear, I only go without a shirt while in my basement on the treadmill. I don't quite have the adonic physique needed to stroll around on the running trails in just my shorts. I have lost 20+ pounds but I will probably need to go through a whole series of P90X before I attempt that.

Total Insanity

It was officially announced today that the IronMan series will begin hosting an annual event in St. George, Utah. It begins in May of 2010. There is no way I would do it that soon...but should I consider 2011? That gives me just over 2 years. I plan on running (jogging) 3 marathons this year. Then I could start doing the swimming which shouldn't be too hard since I grew up a swimmer, but I haven't really swam in 10 years. I would also need to start the biking, which I have never done.

It's only:
2.4 mile swim
112 mile bike ride
26.2 mile run........How hard could it be?

It would be a huge commitment and the time it would take to train may be too much...but what an accomplishment.

It's a Conspiracy

So they just added another area code in Utah, but this one is in addition to the current area code. So now when I need to call my neighbor across the street to send my daughter home, I have to use an area code. That's right...I have to use ten digits to call across the street. I had to reconfigure my Tivo to use 10 digits and I had to go into all my contacts on my cell phone and change them as well. What a pain. I remember a Seinfeld episode where this occurred,but Salt Lake doesn't have anywhere near the population of New York.

So in rebellion against those who made these decisions, I no longer use my phone to get my daughter to come home for dinner...Now, I put down the Doritos, get off of the couch, and actually walk across the street to get her.

I'll show them.

The Idiocy of Long Distance Running

This past weekend was an easy weekend for running...I only had to run 10 miles. I know some of you will think that is crazy, but I am proud to say that I am at the point where 10 miles isn't too big a deal.

But long distance running is pretty stupid at times. While running the 10 miles I guess I was focused on other pains or something else because I failed to notice something quite disturbing and disgusting. About 10 minutes after I was done I had already removed all the sweaty clothes and was in my nice clean sweats. I entered our kitchen to go make a protein shake and finally noticed that I had an uncomfortable stinging pain. It still slightly hurts today (3 days later).

It makes sense now that I think about it. I was running for an hour and a half in temperatures that ranged from 26 - 34 degrees, so it was quite cold, but this hasn't happened to me before. Some people put bandages over to prevent the rubbing and inevitable pain later...but again, I have been running for 4 years now and this has never happened.

Well, now a scab has formed right on the tip, it hurts just thinking about it. Anyways, the picture of my shirt, post-run, should explain...


Thank goodness blood rinses out in the washing machine.

"Undress the Mannequin"

Friday night (Feb 13th) Em's sister dropped off their kids to spend the night at our house, in exchange for them taking our kids to spend the night at their house on the 14th. It was a great trade because that meant we didn't have to find babysitters for Valentines. After they left with the kids we decided to go to Tepanyaki, the Japanese Steak House. There was already an hour and a half wait at 4:00, so we went clothes shopping. We finally got in to eat and it was delicious. We then decided to go see a movie. The movie we chose didn't start for 45 minutes so Em said, "we should go pick up a special outfit for tonight." I tried to play it cool and prevent myself from shouting "that would be awesome."
So we went across the street to a store and headed to that certain area of the store. I always feel somewhat uncomfortable just standing around...but we have to make sacrifices to get action.
Anyways, Em found an outfit that she liked and we headed to the front to pay but Em saw a Valentine display which had a mannequin in a special outfit. She really liked this outfit (So did I, it looked nice on the plaster woman, but I knew it would look better on my wife). Em asked a sales clerk and they said they didn't have anymore of those outfits...except for the one on the mannequin that happened to be the right size for Em. Well, when Em wants something, she gets it. The next thing I know the store employee is starting to remove the outfit from the mannequin. It was more difficult for her than she would have thought so we are standing there with arms of the mannequin lying on the floor, the lady hugging the mannequin trying to hold it up as she is trying to get the bottom part of the outfit (which is very minimal) off. She then yells across the store, shouting she needs help to undress the mannequin. Finally, Emily gave me that look that eloquently says..."you need to help her if you want any tonight." So I had to take the legs off the stand and help pull the bottom part of the outfit (which again, is very minimal) off the mannequin. Who would have thought it would be so hard to take some strings off a mannequin. It was quite the sight to see arms, legs, and pieces of bedtime outfits strewn across the front entrance of the store.
When all was said and done, the struggle with the mannequin was all for naught...because I wouldn't run to a restaurant at 11:00 at night and get Em a molten chocolate cake.

Emily's editorial: I don't think that it is appropriate for Kris to discuss our private life on his blog page but since he has I feel like I need to set the record straight. It wasn't at 11:00 at night, it was at 9:30 and the restaurant who makes the delicious molten cake is in the same shopping center as the movie theater and the store where we bought the "outfit". I had been promised the molten cake, I had been saving myself for that molten cake all day, I even denied myself desert at Tepanyaki. So I all have to say is... if I didn't get my dessert why should Kris?

Xanadu

Last night my kid's elementary school had their skate night. My kids just rode their scooters but Em and I got the roller blades, or inline skates...I don't know what to call them anymore., it has been years since I skated.
Well, although it has been years since I skated, I'll be honest, I am still really good. There were tons of little kids so I had to hold back some, but I was awesome. We skated on the same rink that I used to go play hockey when I was in college. A bunch of us would rent out the rink at 10:00 at night and play hockey all night long. It was a blast. I think I could still do it if I wanted.

How good does this look?

It would be nice to eat a doughnut, but when you are trying to:
1) save money
2) lose weight
3) train for a marathon
...it makes it a little easier to say no. Every Friday morning at work we get an email saying that there are doughnuts in the break room for 60 cents. It drives me nuts because first, I hate mass emails and second, I hate being reminded that there is frosted fried goodness on the other side of the building.