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Marathon Week Is Here — Now I Tell You The Hard Parts

Before I get into this post, I wanted to mention that I forgot to write about the best part of the Staten Island Half Marathon when I first posted my recap — I saw a person shortly after Mile 1 with a sign that said:

May the odds be EVER in your favor.

I got excited. Really excited to see a Hunger Games inspired sign. I yelled out to the person with the sign: “KATNISS!!!!!!!” He was impressed.

So, I’ve written a lot of really positive, upbeat posts about my marathon training runs lately. For the most part, my long runs were more successful — and not as hard — as I thought they’d be. But I only blog once a week and I choose what to share, so of course I share the best parts. And I think I made training for a marathon seem a little too easy. I don’t think I accurately portrayed just how hard and time-consuming training was, or how much I struggled and had to overcome to get to where I am right now: Five days away from running the ING NYC Marathon.

Of course, nothing is ever completely smooth for anyone during training, but here are some of the struggles I faced during the past five months of marathon training:

Hip injury – You might remember that last year I experienced a hip injury (read about it here and here) that was likely a labral tear. Also, a doctor told me I am too pale to run a marathon. I took six months off of running and went to physical therapy. My physical therapist did not think I would be able to run the marathon. Eventually I started running again, but when I took a new fitness class that irritated my hip and caused me to skip the NYRR Celebrate Israel Run in June, I doubted whether I’d be able to train for the marathon. Luckily, I didn’t seem to permanently re-injure my hip that day and by the time I started training it felt much better. I was wary, and expected the hip pain to return through training and possibly (even likely) prevent me from running the marathon

Drastic reduction in appetite – About three weeks before July 10 (the day I started training) I noticed my appetite was off. I was not nearly as hungry as I normally am, I felt overstuffed from eating a few bites and I started getting concerned about how I could train for a marathon when I could not eat the way I knew I should. This never happened to me before; in fact, one of the earliest signs of my illness was being constantly starving. A few weeks after I started training, I saw a doctor. She was not helpful (she said nothing was wrong and assigned me emotional exercises). I would go on a long run and feel no hunger afterwards at all. For some that is normal but for me, I am always ravenous after a long run. I saw a sports nutritionist who recommended I eat foods that I already know I can’t eat with my chronic GI illness. And after an expensive endoscopy that showed nothing was wrong, I eventually began to get my hunger back.

Unbearable GI pain Despite the appetite issues, my training was going great. I had an incredible PR in the Queens Half Marathon, an amazing 14 mile run the week after and felt so strong. Then I began having some intense stomach pain that got so bad that I suffered through my City Streets long run, and cut the distance short. While I have had my GI illness for four years now, it has never affected my running so significantly. I took an entire week off of training. Even when I wasn’t in pain, I felt really weak. The thought of any exercise seemed like the torture. In fact, this was the first time since I started the Core Fusion Challenge on January 2, 2010 that I lost all interest in exercise. I couldn’t imagine feeling strong again. I couldn’t believe that just a couple of weeks before I PRd a half marathon and ran an immensely successful 14-mile PDR run. All I wanted to do was sleep. And for the first time since my hip got better, I began to doubt my ability to train for this marathon. I also found it ironic that I thought for so long that my hip pain would derail me, but never considered it my chronically ill stomach might be what did me in

The lowest part of the back of my leg pain – I don’t know what caused the pain that sprung up during the Staten Island Half Marathon. It hurt a little during the race, and when I tried to walk down the steps of the Staten Island Ferry terminal back in Manhattan, the pain was really intense. I was nervous, and even more so when it still hurt the next day at work. Going down stairs was the worst, but the pain was fairly constant. After some rest it went away, but came back during a short run. It went away again following another day of rest. The next weekend, I had my final 20 mile run — the peak of my training. I was worried about my leg but luckily the pain did not start until about the 10 mile point and it remained dull. The next day I had that fantastic-yet-painful sports massage and that massage HURT. I was tight. Really tight. But after, that pain behind the lowest part of my leg disappeared. Danielle DeMaio fixed it. It was like nothing was ever wrong — all my runs since then (shorter midweek runs and 12- and 8-mile long runs) were 100% pain free. It seems the pain was caused by muscle tightness because that massage cured me.

Stopping my favorite workouts – When I was looking into a marathon training plan, I put a tweet out there asking for a plan with three days a week of running that would let me keep time for Refine Method and Core Fusion Cardio. The wonderful Stacy of Stacy’s Bootcamp sent me a plan that looked perfect. Refine Method once a week, Core Fusion (Cardio or Yoga – my hip was not ready for regular) once a week, and I figured the two rest days seemed excessive and I could turn one into yoga sometimes. Ha! Because I cut back on class so much, after that one time a week I did take Refine, my legs would be sore after. I hadn’t been sore in forever because I worked out so often, so I didn’t realize that would become an issue. And that it would affect my running. One day, I was signed up for a Monday night Refine. That morning, I had a pit in my stomach. I knew I would be too sore and I was worried about my eight-miler the next day and my longer run over the weekend. I canceled class and I realized then that I would not be back until after the marathon.

I am not nearly as strong as I was when I filmed the Bing: Friends Matter video in June (when I felt my strongest), and I know that when I go back it will not be the same. The classes will be harder, and it will take work and time to get my strength back where I want it. I have to let go of my ego and remember that I won’t be at the “top of the class” anymore. As for the physical changes from cutting back, yes, I see them and I feel them. I don’t want to let this bother me more than it already is and when I get back to class, I don’t plan to go back to the same frequency I had been going before. My priorities changed.

A new relationship – Andy and I started dating at the end of March, so when things began getting more serious, it was right around the time my training was getting underway. I wanted to spend more time with him, which meant less time for non-running workouts. That meant that not only was Refine out, Core Fusion Cardio/Core Fusion Yoga was usually out too. I was able to do Core Fusion Cardio without any leg soreness because it’s easy to make that class all about the upper body, but I just didn’t have the time to physically get TO the class. Spending time with Andy came with spending time with cookies, so there’s that. We like cookies. Do I wish I cross-trained more? Yes. Do I regret my decision? Not at all.

All that said, marathon training has been as perfect as it can be. Training is not training if there are no struggles. I gave up my free time; I gave up brunch with my friends; I gave up drinks with Andy’s friends (they must think I am lame); I gave up my weekends and my mornings and I am so, so happy I had the chance to give this all up.

My very first NBC New York – GO Healthy New York post was called How I Got Into The Greatest Marathon In The World. When I wrote that, the marathon did not feel like a real thing. It was March. I was still 27. I was not working at my current job and I had not yet met my boyfriend. My life changed so much between that article and now. Writing about qualifying for the marathon and actually running it have a lifetime between them.

On that note, can someone please explain time to me? I don’t get how last year I volunteered at the expo and spectated the marathon, I screamed and cheered every single name I saw on the runners’ shirts, knowing it would be me the next year. The 2011 ING NYC Marathon race seemed so far away it was not real. I started training and the race still seemed so far away it was not real. Now the race is this weekend? How.

Dori volunteering at NYC Marathon Expo
[Me and my friend Missy at last year’s ING NYC Marathon Expo]

With that said. . . thank you for all your incredible support leading up to this weekend. It did not go unnoticed or unappreciated. You can follow my progress throughout the marathon (bib # 52322) with this this website, this  iPhone app, this Android app (just be sure to enter my info) or, even better, on Twitter. Andy will be LIVE TWEETING the marathon from my account (thanks Ali for the idea!) — what he sees, what he thinks while he sees the things he sees, my progress, seeing me at two spots (hopefully) and his overall funny thoughts. I can guarantee a chuckle.

ING NYC Marathon View from 61 and 1 Manhattan
[My view last year]

I think I am most excited for running in the spot pictured above. I’ve lived in the same apartment for almost six years. How many people can say they ran a marathon on their own street, seeing the sights they’ve seen every single day for six years? I was just at Starbucks on 60th and 1st, right on the marathon route (you can actually see it in the photo) at 6:30 this morning. I just finished my 3 mile run and a guy in front of me asked if I am running on Sunday. “Yeah, I am.” “First time?” He asked. “Yep.” “Me too.”

Obviously we chatted about tapering, about this 16th-almost-17th mile and we wished each other luck. Does any other sport share such a camaraderie?

One last thing. If you are spectating on Sunday, my plan is to wear a black tank top with DORI printed in hot pink, over a gray long sleeved shirt. Gray crops, purple leg compression sleeves and a headband that is bright and swirly and extremely colorful. Look for me! Did I mention how nervous I am? Or that I’m having trouble sleeping and focusing? I’m excited too. But, wow. This week feels more intense than I thought. I started running in June 2009 as a way to exercise outside when it is nice out . . . I never expected a marathon to be the result of this idea.

I had a dream the other night that I ran the marathon in 4:52 (would be phenomenal if this turned out to be true) but had absolutely no memory of Brooklyn or First Avenues — the best parts.

Again, thank you. The next time you hear from me, I will have completed my first (and only) ING NYC Marathon!

In Exactly Two Weeks, At This Time

There is little else I think about right now. The marathon consumes my thoughts. Here are some examples of my thoughts as of late:

  • In exactly two weeks, at this time, I will be at the marathon expo.
  • In exactly two weeks, at this time, I will be at my last day of work before the marathon.
  • In exactly two weeks, at this time, it will be the day before the marathon.
  • In exactly two weeks, at this time, I will be standing near the bridge about to start my first marathon.
  • In exactly two weeks, at this time, I will be running my first marathon.
  • In exactly two weeks, at this time, it will be the day after my marathon.

I could go on and on, but you get the picture.

Last weekend I ran my final 20 miler. The peak of my training. The last “really long” run before tapering. I put “really long” in quotes because I had a 12 mile run the following weekend, which used to be what I worked for months to build up to in half marathon training but is now considered a shorter long run. Perspective is a crazy thing, kids.

I was nervous about this run. My first 20 miler was actually a planned 19 mile run that turned into 20 when I finished at 19.4 and determined it’s silly to not make it 20.

Knowing that I’ve done 20 miles before and was capable of running this distance eased the fear a little, but it is still such an overwhelming sounding distance that I was still nervous. My plan was to run 5 miles alone and then meet my friend Melissa Z for the last 15.  We had no route planned; all we had was a meeting spot.

A coworker who happens to be a hardcore marathoner told me I should run the Queensboro Bridge before the marathon. The uphill going towards Manhattan, he said, is a lot longer than the downhill. He also advised me to practice running the bridge as my first mile, since the first mile of the marathon runs up the Verrazano Bridge.

I actually live very close to the Queensboro Bridge and in all my running-route tedium, I never ran over the bridge. I don’t really know why. I’ve lived in the same apartment for 5.5 years and  I’ve been running for a little over two. I decided to start my run just like my coworker advised and finally ran this path that is quite literally in my backyard. Seriously. I have a backyard and it’s right behind it.

From the beginning, it was amazing. The run felt effortless and I felt like I was flying. I ran over the bridge to Queens and then back. Because my run was just beginning, the bridge didn’t feel bad at all and the views were incredible. A gorgeous run! Five miles later, I was meeting up with Z.

We both wanted to practice bridges and we decided to run back over the Queensboro. Once over, we thought it would be nice to run through Astoria. When we reached the end of that main road that runs under the subway, at the Con Ed plant, we turned right and just kept running.

I am from Queens. I grew up at a five-minute drive from La Guardia Airport. But I was still extremely surprised to arrive at this sign:

Hi airport!

It is so weird to arrive at a place you’ve been so many times from a totally different perspective, angle, approach, route, mode of transportation.

Even stranger?


[I did some climbing to get up there]

How did I never know where Riker’s Island was? How did I never know it was so close to me my whole life? How did I never know it was near the airport?

Did you guys know this?

Mom, did you??

The entire run to this point — 13 miles — felt easy. I felt amazing, chatting with my friend, discovering new sights, running in a brand new place and discovering things we never saw. Garmins are an expensive running toy, but I love that mine allowed me to run an unplanned route and see where it takes me. For the last super-long run of marathon training, this was exactly what I needed. A change of scenery, not knowing where I am going and focusing on the sights rather than the run. It didn’t hurt that we had the most gorgeous day and perfect running weather.

On our way back, which of course felt shorter than our way out (it always does, doesn’t it?) we came across a sign from above. Or really, the coincidental name of a bank.

Let’s just pretend it is a sign.

At this time I placed a quick text to Andy to tell him I had four miles left and to be ready to eat in less than an hour. 20 miles = hungry for banana hazelnut stuffed french toast.

By the time we got back to the Queensboro Bridge for the long uphill trek, we were in our 18th mile. The bridge is mile 16 during the marathon, so this was the perfect practice on tired legs. Although in all honesty, my legs were not feeling bad at all.

The run over the bridge — marathon direction — was tough but not terrible. We pushed along and as we ran over Roosevelt Island some festival was going on and music was playing and that pumped us up. We got over the bridge, ran a little bit more in the city and we were DONE.

20 miles. When I used to think about the 20 mile run I knew I’d have to tackle during marathon training, I imagined it to be this long, rough “How many more miles left? Must. push. through”- type thing. But it wasn’t Instead, this 20 mile run was by far one of the best runs I’ve had during training. I felt incredible the entire time.

Most importantly, no hip pain. No stomach pain. And most importantly, if someone told me I had to run another 6.2 miles, it might not have been pretty, but I could have done it.

This run gave me the confidence I needed. I felt no doubts at all about my ability to run a marathon three weeks later. And I was especially excited because now that the 20 was finished, it was TAPER TIME!

I began taper time the next day with a massage from the most amazing professional ever, Danielle DeMaio. The massage was not relaxing and I did not wear a giant fluffy robe. This was a real sports massage and it hurt. Like, really hurt. Like, I looked forward to it being finished hurt. But after, I felt better than ever.

I was actually experiencing a minor twinge in the back of my left leg, at the very bottom, starting at the Staten Island Half Marathon. After this massage, that twinge disappeared. All my muscles were (unsurprisingly) ridiculously tight. This massage was exactly what I needed to go into tapering with reduced tightness and fresher legs. Apparently I am the tightest person she’s ever touched. And I have another appointment a few days after the race. I hope she goes easier on me.

My runs during the week felt good. And my 12 miler this past weekend went well too, especially considering it included the last 10 miles of the marathon route! Speaking of the marathon route, the route signs are up:

I am so happy I did this organized group run with The Running Center because while I know Central Park very well, I never thought about the minor uphills in relation to the last two miles of the marathon. I now know when to brace myself during this incredibly difficult time during the race; I know when to hold back in preparation. I also know what to expect in the Bronx and Harlem, as well as the inclines of First and Fifth Avenues.

Also exciting was how as we finished the 10 miles at the spot of the marathon’s finish line, they were busy putting up the bleachers for the spectators!

 

To say I am excited is a pretty big understatement.

And in exactly two weeks, at this time . . . I will be telling you all about my experience running the ING NYC Marathon.

 

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