Its been hit and miss the last 20 months or so but I’m finally at the point I’m comfortable saying that I’m running again. With reasonable numbers, some feeling of improving fitness, races planned and renewed enthusiasm I’m feeling like I’m back in step.
Further reason for me to begin to get excited about things is that I have allowed myself to put mental & physical effort into getting mileage in. No longer pushing the time to train to the back of the schedule.
Recently I turned 40. It was refreshing to me that for all that went on in and around celebrating the milestone I took the opportunity to run as part of the celebration.
Although some might not think it a great gift, the gifts began with a V02max and Lactate Threshold testing session at Peak Performance in Burnaby. I was excited and nervous to have a chance to benchmark my fitness level.
This test measures your bloods ability to uptake oxygen from your lungs. Essentially you are fitted with a snorkel like mouth peace to breathe through. Once the test begins your speed is started at 7 km/h and increased by a km/h every 3 minutes. At the same time they increase speed they pin prick your finger, draw blood and measure the increase in lactate levels in your blood. Your done as soon as you can no longer handle the speed, breathing or anything else that involves you raising the white flag. Including but not limited to fainting, vomiting or falling off the treadmill or a series of events involving all 3. Much to the disappointment of the cheer leaders I had a very tame exit. I pulled up at the 20 minute mark running at a rate just under 15 km/h.
I entered with tempered expectations considering the last ~2 years of under training, however I came away surprised with strong results which led to a new sense of motivation to get back at it.
On a recent Friday I hauled out of bed at 3 a.m. and began pre-packing for a morning of running on the North Shore Mountains. It had been so long since I had given myself time for this I was excited. I’d drop my wife at YVR for a work trip then off an early attack of Grouse Mountain trails. Arriving at the airport and accompanying her inside I’d soon learn there would be no mountain run this morning. I’d been had. With help from family she had been able plan & pull off a surprise of epic beauty right under my nose with out me getting a wiff. We were just an hour or so from leaving Vancouver for New York City. I was so shocked I was numb. For the 1st time maybe in my life I was totally speechless. I couldn’t add up what it all meant. Turning 40 in New York. The Yankees vs. Red Sox at Yankee Stadium on my birthday. Running Central Park. Seeing Jeter play before he retired-at Yankee Stadium no less. What?
Turning 40 was a good day. 7 miles through the streets and paths of Central Park followed by an evening at Yankee Stadium.
With June now behind us and feeling very positive about the events in front of me I’m excited to see what comes of the Squamish 50 races and beyond to the Victoria Marathon and RnR half.