Running Long & The Long Run

My plan is to run two marathons this Fall, the Baltimore Marathon in October and in November, the Torrey C. Brown/North Central Rail Trail Marathon east of the I-83 corridor in Baltimore County.  That one is particularly well scheduled - the Saturday after Thanksgiving. I love the idea of a marathon right after Thanksgiving.  You may not outrun your fork but as long as you are thinking about running and staying in shape to run a marathon, you are better off than just approaching and passing through the Thanksgiving holiday porking out. 

I thought I was done with marathons.  And now we have two on the schedule.  The idea hatched to run another marathon a few days after we'd volunteered at the Donna Marathon, "the marathon to end breast cancer" when we were in Jacksonville, Florida this past winter. In the running packets at the Donna Marathon, we stuffed each competitor's goodie bag with a hard covered book.  It wasn't any ordinary running book.  It had a pink dust jacket for one thing.  It was memoir written by Donna Deegan, a former JAX TV anchor and three-time breast cancer survivor who was also an avid distance runner with many marathons to her credit.

There were many books left over when we began to shut down the expo and we volunteers were encouraged to take as many as we wanted.  I grabbed a couple and sent one to a friend in Baltimore who was an avid runner.  When I contacted her to let her know the book was coming, I found out she hadn't ever run a marathon. She has run at least one mile a day, no matter the weather or her life situation, for at least six years.  She is a fast runner and can smoke a lot of guys and a lot of younger folks at distances of 10K and 5K.

During our on-line discussion of running we decided to run a marathon together and I suggested the Torrey C. Brown/North Central Rail Trail marathon since it is small, mostly flat and has a soft surface of crushed rock and packed dirt and is scenic and mostly private. I was aware of the Baltimore marathon in October but from having run the Baltimore half marathon several years ago, and from having lived in Baltimore, I knew that route was pretty hilly and all asphalt which is hard on the body and can be pretty hot if it turns out to be unseasonably warm.  We discussed the pros and cons of a popular marathon versus a small quiet one like the Torrey C. Brown/North Central Rail Trail marathon.  I know that first marathons sometimes work better for people who want or need the constant cheering, like the Marine Corps Marathon, which is known as the People's Marathon and is almost totally lined with cheering people the whole way.  But there was something that had been pulling at me, something very appropriate about running a marathon the weekend after Thanksgiving.  And since I've walked/run and bicycled the Torrey C. Brown/North Central Rail Trail route a few times, I looked forward to getting into my zen zone and anticipated that my friend might enjoy the peace and serenity of the route as well. The route is tree lined and has the Gunpowder Falls river lining parts of it. We would be embraced by Mother Nature instead of crowds of people. 

But unbeknownst to me, my friend had also signed up for the Baltimore marathon on the sly.  She wanted to make sure she could run the distance before running one with me.  She had asked me not to tell anyone we were running a marathon together in case she couldn't finished.   My reassurances to her fell on deaf ears.  So imagine my surprise when I contacted her to tell her I'd decided to run the Baltimore marathon as well, and learned she'd already signed up for it.  It is still a secret from others so I won't mention her name. 

My decision to run the Baltimore marathon took place when we visited Connecticut last month to see our son and his family.  He is a Coastie and an avid runner.  He's the one who got us started running the Ragnar Relays, which got me into being OK with staying stinky for a couple days at a time and sleeping on the ground and grabbing food whenever we could and our bodies allowed it.  That all started Dave and I on the road, literally, where we live now, traveling in our truck and 38 foot fifth wheel toy hauler trailer - no traditional home to return to. So when we discussed the Baltimore Running Festival and how my daughter and her boyfriend were going to run the 5K and that they had great "crab medals" which were even cooler for the marathon, an idea was hatched to make it a family event.  Nick was interested in running that marathon.  I told him I'd run it with him if he signed up.  So my husband and I, and our good friend Ian, being the good sport that he is, all signed up to run the Baltimore marathon, part of the October 2017 Baltimore Running Festival.  My granddaughter may run the 5K and our son's sister-in-law may run the Baltimore Half Marathon.  A family event! 

As for family running events, my other son who lives in Maryland, and our daughter-in-law, signed up to run the half marathon portion of the Torrey C. Brown/North Central Rail Trail running event the day after Thanksgiving.

So both events will be family running events.

I am gearing up for these events.  In addition to my distance walking, I'm throwing in some running distances.  I've run two back to back ten mile days which worked and felt great, surprisingly.  I didn't really plan to do the second day of ten miles. It was a cool and foggy morning and we were at a nearby park with miles of trails through the woods.  My husband and one of our friends were kayaking in the lake.  I ran loops in the woods until they texted me to say they'd hit the beach and were done for the day.  When I checked my Fitbit, I'd done ten miles of small hills. 

A few days later I went out on the roads and did 15 miles.  My new thing is to start out walking but with my running clothes and shoes, and with my Camelbak.  I don't necessarily go out to do a long run or any run, just to go out and walk and maybe run if I feel like it.  There is something about that that works for me.  I start walking which I enjoy. I look around and enjoy nature.  There is no pressure to knock out a run.  Pretty soon I feel like breaking in to a run.  I've also mentally added decision points along my route, so that I am not mentally forced to run 15 miles.  I can hit a certain intersection  and decide to bypass the extension or to turn back.  I have a 15 mile route outlined with the help of my Fitbit but segments can be lopped off.  This works great mentally. 

The idea of doing these long runs now and then, rather than a focused marathon training program was born in part due to some of my reading about ultra runners and how they train, and partly due to our plans to drive to Alaska and travel around there this summer.  It is hard to maintain a set running program when you are traveling thousands of miles.  And when you are passing through grizzly territory, you think twice about where you choose to do a long run.  So thus, I figured if I got a couple of ten mile days in each week, or one 15 or better day, I should be able to be in good enough shape to do the marathons this fall. 

So that is how I am working to outrun my fork.  Actually, I fully believe there is no such thing as outrunning your fork long term.  You can do it when you are hiking everyday for several months.  But those friends who have done that and hit that beautiful point where they just can get enough calories and can eat anything they want and as much of it as they can stand when they hit a town, find that a couple months after their hike has finished, they've put back on much if not all of the weight they lost while hiking.  I am in it for the long run now.  I record my weight each day in a journal and record what I ate the day before.  I am slowly going down in weight.  I am down 25 pounds from where I was last Spring this time.  I have 19 more to go.  At one time I was as close as 15 more to go.  I keep going up and down the same five or six pounds.  I am learning, with this slow boat of ups and downs on my waves of food craves, to eat what my body can manage and to manage my weight and gradual weight loss.  It is the right way to do it.  For me. 

I will never again go up 25 pounds.  This is permanent. 

My Long Walks

My walking goal is up to 7 miles a day.  I don't always make it but more often than not, I do. 

Here are some of the scenes I have seen recently.

And yes, this Santa suit was a little random.  It was hanging from a fence in a well kept but probably seldom used Howard County park near Woodbine, Maryland, on the banks of the North Patapsco River.

And below, is a water bottle that we enjoyed seeing.  It's not everyday you get to see folks with like mind who aren't shy about minority beliefs in this country.

Running in the Old 'hood

I ran the loop through the housing community, Severn on the Pines, which is behind the B&A Bike Path, a rail trail that is part of the East Coast Greenway.  Our house used to be right off the trail.  I did short runs, bicycling, and long runs, up to 20 miles on that trail, or starting out on that trail and veering off into Annapolis or into a neighborhood.  I explored all over on foot or on bicycle.  You don't get to know a place like you do on foot or on a bike, even when you live there a long time. 

 I ran five miles, and walked about another three. 

Ten Mile Run, Ten Mile Hike

I am ramping up for the marathon I will run Thanksgiving weekend this year.  Thursday before we pulled out of the Cherry Point Marine Corps Air Base in Havelock, NC, I ran ten miles.  The morning we got back in to Maryland, I walked almost ten miles, then yesterday we hiked ten miles at Rosaryville State Park, the site of my first Ultra run, the Veteran's Day Rosaryville 50K. 

Weight-wise, I am down 25 pounds from what I weighed last Spring. I plan to go down another 19 pounds with a goal of getting the next nine off by the end of May.

A Ten Mile Day

After yoga, I went out for a slog jog, a slow ten mile run.  It felt good.  It was in the 40's and windy but sunny this morning.  I wore my whistle in case I ran into a bear.  Bears have been sighted in the area of our campground and on Tyndall Air Force Base.  My only defense from them, other than not screwing with them or running from them, is to blow my whistle loudly if they seem to be hesitating, if they don't turn and walk away.

Yoga, Running, Biking & Eating Changes

The yoga is going great.  We try to do it every week day morning, taking the weekend off.  We do the basic beginning part and are now in the early stages of trying to do the strengthening parts, names of which I don't remember.  One is the "down" position of the pushup plank, holding it. Others are pretzel-like body positions that make us laugh that we could ever hope to do them, but the instructor says to try, that trying is helpful to the muscles for stretching, balance, strengthening, and she is right.  We feel the differences already, and are finding that each day to do the yoga something becomes a little easier.  And it is peaceful.  The breathing, the meditation is helpful.  We need that in the time of Trumpsters and while I deal with my own grief about my father's path to the end of his life as well as other family of origin issues with stress related and not related to my dad.

Since I committed to doing another marathon I am conscious of trying to run more.  I switched my daily phone calls to my mother from the morning to the afternoon.  Those morning calls were coloring my day in shades of stress.  Morning is my best time to run as well. 

The bike ride was great cross training.  My knees were talking to me last night after the ride but this morning they feel great.  I didn't run because it has been raining steady and cold.

My son says you can't outrun your fork and I found that so true.  It inspired this blog.  And he is right.  I have once again ratcheted down on my lifestyle eating.  I continue now to weigh myself every morning and write it down, along with a line or two of general notes about what I ate the day before - not counting calories or ounces of food, but just general notes like PBJ on Ritz which means peanut butter & jelly on Ritz crackers.  I don't say how many.  I might say salad but don't say what kind or how big.  But I am mostly down to one meal a day or if there are two or two and a snack, I do them all more carefully.  I go up and down but am generally and slowly going down. 

Weighing Myself Each Day, Yoga & Another Marathon

A new chapter for Outrunning My Fork:

I've started weighing myself every morning just after I wake up and do my business.

I record my weight in a journal that I keep right in the bathroom beside the scales.

I also write down, in general, what I ate the day before.  This is teaching me how my weight fluctuates and in general, what agrees with my body and what does not.  It makes me more conscious of my body and how I am treating it.  It doesn't discourage me like everyone warms that it does, but instead, interests me, makes me curious to see how I actually work.  I am a junior scientist studying myself.

I started recording my weight a month or so ago.  My mother, 84 years old, and my step-son, 30 years old, and my younger sister, a year younger, do that.  My mother doesn't record what she eats, just her weight. My step son not only records his weight but tracks his daily food intake very seriously and has learned that some things work better for his body than others.  My younger sister makes sure she stays between 134 and 138 and has done so since high school.  She is in her fifties.  She has learned what she can and can't eat and how much and how often.  She has it down pat. I can do that.  I am changing my lifestyle.  Habits.

This is not a diet.  It is a lifestyle change.

Between these three  people that I respect and admire, I am inspired.

My husband and I bought a yoga DVD at a thrift store.  We've had it several months.  Finally one morning, I said to him that we should watch it and do it or donate it to another thrift store.  We did it.  So far, it is just the beginning stuff where you stretch your spine and work on breathing and meditation.

We are in our second week now of doing it every weekday morning first thing after we are both up and have had tea/coffee but before eating anything.  Just a half hour, maybe, is all it takes.

I like it.  It is centering me.  Balancing me.  Making me more peaceful and strong.

My cold is gone.  At first, some of the deep and steady breathing caused us both to start coughing.  We had colds going on three weeks.  Now our colds are gone.  I am not claiming the yoga cured it.  I am just claiming our colds are gone and I am breathing better, feeling taller and stronger.

We volunteered at the Donna Marathon, the Marathon to finish breast cancer, held in JAX each February and this year in it's tenth year, and Donna Deegan a three time breast cancer survivor, just two years younger than me.  Did I mention that my mother is a two time breast cancer survivor and my younger sister, the one who weighs between 134-138, is a brain cancer survivor.  My older sister, I haven't mentioned her until now, is dead two years now, from lung cancer that was first diagnosed as Stage Four.  She lived two years after that diagnosis and I took care of her during her last ten months. 

We worked at the Donna Marathon Expo, handing out packets that included Donna's second memoir, Through Rose Colored Glasses.  As volunteers, after the Expo closed down, we were given the latitude to take extra Donna memoirs that were in stock.  I took about five and mailed them out media mail to family and friends who I thought would appreciate them. They were either lady runners or lady friends battling breast cancer or other kinds of cancer, or survivors of cancer, or like Donna, all of the above.

One of my runner friends who has a streak going on ten years of running at least one mile every day but also runs many many more miles on many days but has never run a marathon, nor had cancer, felt like it was an omen that I had sent her the book.  She has flirted with the idea of a marathon challenge but has never taken it up.  I have run a few marathons but am not as fast or serious about the craft of running as this friend is.  I am a hit and miss kind of gal who, like an old horse, always comes home when I set my sights on it.  I have run five or six marathons and many halves plus a few fifteens and one 50K which I am very proud of.

That night after the Expo volunteering, trading emails with my running friend, we decided to commit to a marathon together, next fall in the Baltimore area, the NCR Marathon in north Baltimore County. It is a smallish marathon.  It is on the old North Central Rail Trail, now called the Torry C. Brown Trail.  It is a soft surface, and goes one way 13.1 and back again.  It is in a tunnel of nature.  It is usually held the weekend after Thanksgiving.  That is significant to me.  We Americans need to refocus.  Pharmaceuticals, medicine in general, they make too much money off of our ignorance, our sloth, our materialistic bullshit. 

I have considered doing the NCR Marathon race for years.  We used to be members of the Baltimore Road Runners Club, who hosts it, when we lived in Baltimore.  We never really did runs with them, though I connected with them and discussed it, asking if our young daughter could ride her bike along side us as we ran.  Yes, they said, as long as she doesn't run over any of us.  I liked their attitude.  We never did connect with them though, but we did get out on the NCR Trail on our own schedule.  In years later, my husband and I hiked parts of it, and just this last year, we bicycled the entire route and then some - it continues on across the border into Pennsylvania.

So I know it now and I like it.  The soft surface is not so soft that is will be like running in sand or mud.  But it will be friendly to my body, the giving surface of the earth.  Better than cement or even asphalt.

And I hope to be around the same weight as my younger sister by then.  I have 25 more pounds to lose, and am down 20 from where I was last Spring.  It sounds so nuts to me that I have carried this much weight on me so long.  I am an Appalachian Trail section hiker, have run many races though none fast, and am always active.  But my poor frame has been lugging 55 pounds around for 30-some years.

With this next marathon, I will be back to my weight where I ran my very first marathon at the age of 23.  Actually, I don't really know what I weighed then.  I am supposing I weighed around what my younger sister weighs - 25 pounds less than I weigh now.

I've never weighed myself regularly like I do now. 

So we are talking 134-138 pounds.

Here we go.