Well this post will certainly be lowering the bar for future writeups… Life’s been busy enough recently (between work away from the office and some quality half-altitude training / exploring in Bend, OR) that some of the little luxury and low-priority tasks like napping, friend-stalking, and blogging have slipped to the wayside. I gotta get my thoughts down about this 800m before they slip away forever though…
Glorious group of people for this meet (this trip in general). Kenyon was my true partner in crime, but appearances by Patrick WD and his athletes from Long Beach made my time in Portland pretty memorable and comically relaxing.
Warmup for the race was pretty unremarkable. Same 2 mile jog, leg swings, and 2 fast 120m sprints spiked up before the gun. I think these helped.
The race was very well set up for me for the first 400m. Pulled through by the field in 53.low. Then I believe I went 27, 29 for my next 200s. I was boxed in a little on the 3rd 200m. I wanted to be rolling a little faster by that point. But other than that, even on the final 100m, the race played right into my hands, opening up in lane one for me to move past 5 people! Sadly, I was not up to the challenge and the finish was rather unimpressive.
If I could have run that last 100m with strong, poppy stride I would have been thrilled with this race. As it is though, I’m still pleased with the nice PR and finally some respectable numbers next to my 800m time personal best. Also, this is one of the first times I’ve PR’d in anything running positive splits.
A couple comic notes:
- Note the IRISH boy spotting the field an extra 3m and still getting out to the front after the first 100m… Must have been 12 flat pace from a standing start.
- Somehow our rabbit lasted a whopping total of 250m. Mad props to the guy that took it hard after that…. And still beat me too. Stud.
OK, I told you this was going to be short and unedited. We’ll just have to accept that for now. US national championship 1500m prelims on Thursday! Should be a lot of fun!
It has been a stupidly busy past month for me, resulting in a bout of radio silence. And while life isn’t slowing down too much, I’ve at least got a couple race reports for ya (albeit rapid-fire).
CU Jerry Quiller Classic
First up is an 800 at the early season CU Jerry Quiller Classic. I went into this race with the weight of a DNF at indoor nationals on my shoulders and responded by returning to my sit and kick tendencies.
Gun went off and I went straight to the back. I must say, I LOVE starting in lanes. Screw waterfalls. In lanes, no one clips your heels if your stride is too long, and you can eyeball the perfect spot for an entire turn. I came through feeling comfortable at altitude in 56.5 and turned it on with the whole field in front of me. By 150m to go, I had the lead and didn’t let off the gas all the way through the line. 1:52.2. Not too bad. Not a PR but it ended up being a negative split.
Finished up the day with a 4 mile tempo and a 52.0 4×400 split for team Cheetah Lightning (huge fan base. No big deal. I think that’s mostly because of our 6’5″ anchor leg, who’s only known in the racing world as Blackdog.)
3 weeks later I had another opportunity at the same event. Another altitude 800 (incidentally, I was told the common conversion rate for 800s is .7 seconds at a mile high), and another chance to race for the win. I let the race unfold the same way. 56.flat this time through 400 and then went wide on the back turn. This was the first race I felt a little pep in my step on the last 100 and the result was a new PR: 1:51.24 for the win! And if I hadn’t run so wide on that turn it would have been faster. Continue reading »
This is one of those posts that could go in any direction. Sometimes writing is creative. Sometimes cathartic. Today it’s inquisitive. Let’s see what the past 48 hours have looked like…
Screw it. Heh, let’s actually go back to Tuesday. Tuesday track workout. Great workout! It was an 800 specific workout, which have definitely been a struggle at altitude, but this one I ran better and faster than I thought I would. Everything was smooth and poppy which got me really excited for today’s meet.
By Thursday, I was already feeling fresh to death and ready to race. Instructions for the day were to skip the run and only stretch, but after a full day of work in front of the computer while it was 60 and sunny out, I was getter a little stir crazy and ended up going out for 4 miles. (In the future I’d probably bump this up to another normal day). Anyways, at this point I knew it was going to be tough to make it all the way to Saturday’s race. I was already so pumped.
Thursday night, sub-par sleep night. But popped off my pillow in the morning.
Friday, travel day. Touched down in Seattle expecting the clammy, gray mist of the north pacific, but instead found myself squinting and shedding layers. 50s and sunshine! Got a nice hotel room with a GREAT view of the space needle. Downside to Seattle: awful, twisting, narrow streets, horrible traffic, and massive amounts of construction. I wouldn’t want to live downtown. That’s for sure.
Anyways, made it to the track for an easy two miles and two quick sprints. The sprints felt amazing and I ran them FAST. In retrospect, maybe a little too fast. But at the time I was straight up marveling at how quick and effortlessly I was moving. Continue reading »
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