Saturday, December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas

We have had a wonderful day here in the Burke house.
The kids slept until 7.
Santa brought some wonderful gifts.
Marcie made homemade breakfast.
Presents was fun.
The kids and I have been playing outside.
Getting ready to start Christmas dinner.

I hope you all have a great day and joyous New Year.

Monday, December 6, 2010

My first cold run of the season....

Well, the southeast is frigid - at least by our standards. We were running down at Wrightsville Beach tonight with a temp in the mid 30's and a wind chill of 26. Nice.

I had planned well and had multiple layers ready to add and subtract as necessary. I had my Asics running pants, a compression short sleeve t-shirt, a long sleeve tech shirt and a plain old cotton sweat shirt along with gloves and a hat. Standing around before the run, it was cold, cold, very cold. We started the run right on time and our warm up run was an easy 1.75 miles to the north end of the island. I was sweating like a pig by the time I got to the end of the island. Thankfully Kristen was there with the truck, so I dumped my sweatshirt and gloves. From the end of the island we had a 3 mile tempo run - one long straight shot down the island. Our pace was to be 8:50 to 9:00 min/mile. Our first mile was 9:06, a little slow but in the cold, I will take it. Our second mile was about 9:00 even. I was running with a buddy, Doug and we began to pick up the pace for the last mile. We finished with a total time of 26:45 - yah.

We had a cool down run back to the car - about 1.3 miles. I have to admit that is when I started to get cold. We got back to the cars and had to do 4 sets of strides - about 60 meters. I grabbed my sweatshirt and gloves, finished the strides and did a quick stretch. Now I was cold - I turned the heat all the way up for the ride home. It was a good night - ran with friends, held a good pace, and was home in time to kiss the kids goodnight.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Starting back with a new PR

Its been 2 weeks since the B2B and I am happy to report that I have only done one workout over the last 2 weeks. I did a 30 min run last week then nothing. I really took the whole rest and recuperation idea to the max. I ate what I wanted and just took it easy. I have to admit, it was really nice.

My two weeks ended on Monday with a 3 mile run. I just wanted to stretch my legs and try out my new shoes. It was an easy day and it felt good to get out and run. I am planning 4 runs a week, about 16-18 miles, until after Christmas. This should be a nice "off-season" to just enjoy my running without all the craziness of extra workouts and increasing mileage. Until Christmas, its just about having some fun.

The New PR - I did my Tom workout tonight at the track. We were running 3, 4, or 5 miles using an alternating pace every 400m - I was in the 3 mile group. We were to run 2:10/400m and 1:55/400m throughout the entire run. The 2:10 was to be the recovery pace. I did not do the math in my head before we took off but that pace was faster than my best 5K. I really did not realize it until we were 6 laps or 1.5 miles into the run. By then I was doing the math in my head and my scheduled 12 laps was only 200m short of 5000m and I should finish the 12 laps in around 24:30, well ahead of my 5K PR. Now it was all about the time for me, the hell with the workout - I was after the PR. I finished my 12 laps in 24:37 and just kept on going for the extra 200m. I was breathing hard and my heart rate was in zone 4 (175 bpm) - only 200m to go. I finished in 25:45. That is 29 seconds faster than my old PR. It was a nice way to start December.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Beach 2 Battleship Half Race Report

It has taken a week to get some perspective on this race. I wanted to really do well. I wanted to swim fast, I wanted the bike to be faster, and I wanted to run like the wind. But most of all I wanted to feel good about the race, say thanks to the volunteers, and cross the finish line with a smile.

The short version - all did not go as planned time wise but I really enjoyed most of the race, I did say thanks to the volunteers and I smiled every time I passed a camera. I finished with style, jogged the last 1/2 mile and raised my hands in triumph when it was announced - And now finishing from Wilmington, North Carolina - John Burke!

The long version:
I got up at 5 am and started with my standard breakfast: PB and J sandwich and a Diet Mt. Dew. I had everything already packed so I was out the door by 5:20 or so and down at the beach by 5:30. My buddy Mark, showed me the best place to park several races ago, so I parked and got into transition with no issues. I set up transition, dropped my T2 bag, and got body marked. Hitting the port-a-potty early is a good idea - no lines. I then spent about an hour hanging out in transition and talking with others set up around me. I met some very cool people from the Washington DC area, Team Z and we chatted for a while. I made my way from T1 to the swim start at 7:15 - boy it was nice to be in a warm bus. I ate my morning Cliff Bar about then too. I got cold waiting for for the start so I went ahead and put on my wetsuit along with all my layers. It was now a waiting game. I saw several friends at this point but my nerves were beginning to kick in so I could not stand still very long. I was not really worried about the water temp. I have swam in much colder water in the past and the sun was beginning to come up but..... suddenly the Coast Guard was delivering several full distance swimmer to the shore - their day was done due to the cold water. Not good.

The swim: Not my best day. I had hoped to go in around 35 minutes. The wind was blowing out of the north and there was some chop. I could not swim a straight line and I am not sure why. I have not had sighting issues over the last open water swims but this morning I could not hold a line at all. I made the turn at the wiggly man and suddenly it was a whole different world. My stroke smoothed out and I could hold my line fine - still don't know what the deal was but it cost me. I got to the ladders out of the water in about 50 min. This was my first time using wet suit strippers - that was fun. I found my friend Lori - and she stripped me like a pro. She grabbed my shoulders and spun me around, she undid my velcro strap and the zipper in about 1 second, she then spun me around again and grabbed my suit at the shoulders. I was commanded to sit down and then suddenly she was helping me up, handing me my suit, and screaming for me to run!!!!!!!

T1 went fine. I had practiced my moves and all went as planned. A little slow but I did not have to redo anything due to poor planning - I call it a success.

The bike was where I really wanted to do well. I feel like I had spent more time here and now it was time to put it to work. Getting on the bike went well. Crossing the bridge was fine and I was right where I wanted to be. My HR was around 155 and my cadence was in the 85-90 range. I turned up Military and into the wind and then I realize that into the wind was going to suck. I got as aero as possible and kept going. I saw my friends Mark and Tron just before turned onto the bypass. It was great to see someone I knew - Mark ran with me for a few feet and cheered me on - it was great.
The Bypass was fun. The road was smooth, I was holding my speed and my nutrition plan was working pretty well. The bridge over the river was actually not bad at all. The view was great and going down the other side was fun - I hit 25 mph on the back side. The next 15 miles were dead into the wind and I just had to work to keep any speed at all. I was hoping to hold between 16 and 16.5 mph but not in the wind. Just hold on I kept telling myself, the turn around is getting closer every second. I made the turn around and stopped at the 38 mile water stop. I had to pee. The line took awhile but I used the time to hydrate and get some food in me. I downed a whole bottle of water, two pieces of banana, and some orange slices. Back on the bike I really felt better. I kept 16 all the way back to the Battleship. The last 3 miles were really crazy due to an accident, a triathlete had been hit by a car - not a good way for your day to end. We were supposed to have a whole lane to ourselves but due to the accident the traffic has moved over and all I had to ride on was the 24 inch shoulder. I did not have any major problems with the last hill, I just powered through and then coasted down the back of the hill into Battleship park. I had wanted to do the bike in 3:35 to 3:45 but not today - just over 4 hours by the time I hit transition.
T2 - this was the first time I ever had my bike taken from me - that was cool. I grabbed my Garmin and followed the volunteer to my bag. I got my shoes changed and headed out on the run. I changed my Garmin to run a little early - at the end it said I ran 13.4 miles.
Out on the run my legs felt pretty good. They were fatigued but moving in the right direction. I had planned to walk some of the first bridge, take in some food and that seemed to work well. I took 2 electrolyte capsules at the first aid station and grabbed a banana to eat. I ran as much of the first 6.5 as I could, in some cases walking only a couple of steps before running again. I kept remembering, a shuffle is faster than walking so just keep shuffling along. The best part of the run for me was the perspective of the run. I never felt like I had a long slog ahead of me. I just felt I had 6.5 to the turn around and then I would run 6.5 back. I hit each aid station taking in water and Heed. At about 5 miles I started with chicken broth and added some cola to the regiment. I made the turn around and just kept running. I really felt pretty good, my legs were feeling shredded but I never felt down about the run. I just kept plugging away. I really enjoyed the run down Front Street, the crowds were great and having my name on the race number just meant that people cheered for you by name. I realized that I was going to finish around 8 hours and I just made peace with it. I was going to finish with style and just saying I finished at 1/2 iron was enough. I walked up the last bridge but ran from the top to the finish line. It was great to hit the grass and see the big finish arch. I hit the end with a little panache - I raised my arms for the crowd and crossed the finish line with a big smile on my face. I finished in just over 8 hours - a long day but a good day.
I really had a good day. Not my best day but a really good day none the less. I think the 1/2 iron distance is out of my system for a while but I won't rule another one out sometime in the future.
Thanks for following along.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

It's almost time....

Its Thursday night and I am racing the Beach2Battleship 1/2 in about 36 hours.

Am I ready - yes I am. I have made peace with myself, my training, and I plan on having a great day. I want to just finish the swim happy, I want to finish the bike winded but not dead, and I want to run the first 6.6 conservative enough to run the whole second 6.5 with a smile on my face and a melody in my heart - and no major cramps in my legs.

My wave starts at 8:35 Sat morning - so if you are awake at that time and if you are so inclined. Raise your coffee into the air and think of me for I will be starting an odyssey of 70.3 mile proportions.

Yah - see you on the other side!

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Two Weeks Out

Well my tri season is beginning to come to an end. We are two weeks out from the B2B and I have to say - I am ready for it to be over. I really peaked my training for the Wrightsville Beach race and have just been hanging on since then.

That being said, I have had some really good training over the last month. My highlights have been practice with Tom and biking with my buddy Dave. Tom's practice are the highlight of my running week right now. We have been working on my speed as of late and it really seams to be helping. Biking with Dave has made me get out there and put in the mileage.

I think the combination of these will really help my B2B race. I have a time goal in mind but have made peace with myself if it is not to be. My first and main goal is to have fun and do my best. One minute here or there will not define me as an athlete, but suffering through a race with no hope of being happy as I cross the finish line is not my style. Yes, I will do math all during the bike and all during the run - trying to figure out where I stand, but if the times all go to hell - I will hold up my head, smile for the crowd, and do my best to finish with style.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Brunswick Forrest 15k

I had planned to run the 15k as a fun run and a great way to get 9.3 miles to add to my weekly mileage, then my parents changed my whole weekend plans.

I was supposed to ride Saturday morning but we got a call late Friday from the parenteral units – We want to come down early Sat morning and visit. Ok I will bag the ride and stay home. We will clean the house and be ready for my folks to show up. Now – I love my parents dearly and should have known there was no way they would be down in the am but I stayed home and we did the cleaning thing. And truth be told, the house looks great. My folks ended up getting here around 2:30……. Oh well.

So now its Sunday morning, I have fresh legs, and its time to run the race, what should I do? If it was a 5k – I would try to keep a 8:30 pace but this was going to be 9.3 miles. I decided on 93 min as my goal time – 10 min/mile pace. This would give me a base line run as I think to the spring ½ marathon season.

I got up at 6, ate my standard pre-race breakfast; pbj, Diet Mt.Dew, banana and then headed out to the race. The race is about 20 min from my house. I really like the venue, easy to find and park! The temp this morning was 55 F and by race time it was about 60, perfect. We lined up and at 8:00 sharp, three, two, one, GO!
At about 0.5 mile I looked down and was running a sub 9min pace – woa boy – back it down or you are going to crash! I dialed in my pace by 1 mile and was holding 9:30 to 9:45 and just felt great. I was thanking the volunteers and just running because I like to. I found two other running buddies and we kept a solid pace through 6 miles. My buddies were Met, who I know from Port City Java– ummmmmmm good coffee and a lady running in Vibraform slippers. We were chatty for a few min but were soon feeding on each other as we kept our 9:30 pace. At about 6 miles, I felt the pace begin to slip just a bit. I also began to do some math in my head. If, and that is a big if, I could maintain pace though 8.5 and then pick up the pace for the last mile, I could not only beat the 93 target but also get in under 90 minutes. Sorry guys – no pace slipping – I went around my new friends and tried to keep just under 9:30. I wanted the under 90 min goal now.

At mile 7, I began to hurt and for the first time in a long time, I just accepted it and kept running. I wanted to slow down, I wanted to walk, my legs were hurting, but I could begin to see the end and how nice it would be. I kept running. I passed 8 and then 8.5. I really tried to pick up the pace for the last 800 m. I could see the finish and I wanted to sprint – well I did not quite sprint but I pushed hard and finished in 1:28 and change! Yahooooooooo – under 90 min!
My legs were trashed and I felt a little dizzy. I found a quite place in the shade and sat down. I closed my eyes and did some deep breathing to get my heart rate down to a somewhat more normal level. Once I decided that I could walk and not puke – I found the food and drink. I still made it to church for the 11:00 service!