You know what’s awesome?
Four day work weeks.
You know what’s not awesome?
I had my first marathon nightmare last night. I didn’t have a place to stay the night before the race, and then when I finally got a room it was in a sketchy basement of some weird dorm and then some other things happened and I woke up in the middle of the night and freaked out.
It’s going to be a long three weeks.
But before I get into my goals for my marathon taper, let me tell you just a bit about how my weekend wrapped up.
The course is very manageable. Rolling hills to start, mostly flat for miles and then a slightly beastly hill approaching mile 20. It’s not a very exciting course and I don’t anticipate a ton of spectators along the way. Driving 26.2 miles felt daunting. Running it should be easy though, right?
Yesterday I slept in until a wonderfully late hour, ate breakfast in bed and then went to Southampton to rent a bike and ride 21 miles.
New distance record for me on the bike! Easy to accomplish since I don’t have a bike in the city and am definitely not a cyclist by any means.
The ride was beautiful because the homes in Southampton are completely ridiculous.
My legs were a little sleepy after running 25 miles in two days, so my bike pace was nothing spectacular, but it was fun.
Every now and then I think I’d like to have a bike in NYC. Then I remember how expensive bikes are and how terrified I am of getting hit by a car or running over a pedestrian. So I probably won’t be making that kind of investment anytime soon.
Also, bike seats hurt. After spending more than an hour straddling my Mongoose, I had to walk kind of funny for a while.
Next stop: Westhampton. Beach time!
The drive through Westhampton was scenic. Dune Road, which is apparently famous or something, is packed with beachfront and bay-front homes. I guess the houses are kind of nice, you know, for beach houses.
I spent an hour laying on the beach. It was kind of cold, so I focused less on enjoying the sun and more on enjoying a sandwich and some chocolate bars.
And then it was time to hit up a final BBQ for the weekend before heading back to NYC.
Magically there was no traffic on the way back. Monday evening of Labor Day weekend? I don’t even know how that was possible.
I unpacked, enjoyed a big sushi dinner, had marathon nightmares and then woke up this morning to a dark, rainy day.
Coach Cane wanted me to run three laps of the Central Park Reservoir. The Reservoir is about 1.3 miles long, and he wanted the first mile of each loop done at an 8:00-8:15 pace, with a cool-down jog to wrap up each lap.
That would have been totally fine if the Reservoir wasn’t completely washed out and my watch was working.
According to my watch, the Bridle Path is now 2 miles long (it’s 1.66) and my average pace this morning was something like 14:35.
Sounds like the ol’ Garmin and I need to have a little chat. Or it just needs to be fixed or re-calibrated or something. I don’t really know how that stuff works.
I ended up improvising a bit and taking my run onto the Bridle Path for a while and onto the park’s main loop. I really don’t know what kind of pace I was hitting, but it felt good, so that’s that. My watch says I ran 6 miles. I also don’t know how accurate that is, but again, I’ll take it.
So the marathon taper period has officially begun. For any non-runners out there, the taper leading up to a race is the time when you take your mileage and intensity down in order to be fresh and badass once race day arrives.
I have several goals for my marathon taper.
I will tell them to you now:
- Eat smartly. I don’t need to be filling my body with crap. I may try to curb my 16 Handles intake just a bit. I want to make sure I’m getting lots of vegetables, protein and delicious carbohydrates.
- Sleep. Five hours of sleep isn’t going to cut it anymore. I need to maximize my horizontal time.
- Booze-free is the way to be. It’s actually not. But no more drinking alcohol for me from now until after I cross the finish line. Drinking isn’t going to help whatever is going on with my stomach, so why mess around? I think I can survive a few weeks without wine. But if someone can be waiting for me at the finish line with a pint of Pinot Grigio, that would be excellent. Thank you.
- Foam roll. I will do it more often.
- Yoga. I might do it more often. Probably not though.
- Don’t be a crazy psycho. This one will be tough. I know Coach Cane is going to be bringing my mileage way down on my training plan, and my inner badass isn’t going to like that one bit. I will do my best not to sneak in spinning classes and other things that Coach Cane wouldn’t approve of. As much as I may want to sweat on any given day, I have to remember that extra workouts during taper won’t do me any favors come race day.
That’s it. Those goals seem simple enough, right?
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NOW YOU CAN ADD STUFF, TOO: Any taper survival tips?