Saturday, September 26, 2015
Oregon Coast 30k training plan
Also, I'm about 5 lbs heavier than my ideal race weight, and I can feel it this month as I do my long runs. In fact, since so many of my "runs" are on very steep trails, I wasn't even sure if I could run 16 or 18 miles these days, so last weekend I decided to run from Yachats to Waldport and back on the beach, which is about 15 + miles round trip. I was able to run it, but I was about 1 minute/mile off my usual pace. Ouch! That being said, I haven't had a single ache or pain during this training cycle, so maybe the trade off (fatness and slowness vs. skinnyness and speediness) is worth it so that I can continue to enjoy running. And food...
My goal time for this next race is 3:54:00. If I believe Ultra Sign Up I will run it in ~ 4:14:00, and if I believe Endomondo (my free App that tracks my runs for me), I will die from slowness on the course and be devoured by hungry wolves as my corpse tries to crawl to the finish line months after the starting gun. So, who knows. It's always a surprise, and of course, I wont be wearing any kind of race timer thingy when I run, so I'll find out how I'm doing about 10 seconds before I cross the finish line, when I catch sight of those big digital numbers telling runners how they stack up against the clock.
The Amanda Trail is in good shape this year-- much better than last year. However, it remains the single most vexing trail in the world: up-hill both ways for the whole traverse across the north side of Cape Perpetua. Arg! How does that happen? I usually start cursing when I'm heading back to Yachats after running a dozen miles and then get to that mysterious uphill that should be going down hill to my little village. I'm convinced that it's a vortex, probably a karmic punishment I must continually repay for some past-life running failure. Damn. The remainder of the course is pretty awesome, as usual, with the usual roots and other such natural trail textures to keep the mind from falling asleep.
When it's all said and done, it wont matter how fast or slow I go. It never does. I'm mostly excited to have the Canadian crew here in Yachats. To have Woody here, up from California. To have a reunion with folks I love. To cook and eat lots of food, and drink good beer, and continue to work towards a vague goal of someday running a 50 mile race. Ya!