12.31.02 - Washington Resolution Run
01.19.03 - San Diego Marathon
07.13.03 - Tri For Real #2
10.23.05 - Nike Women's Half Marathon
11.23.06 - Sparks Turkey Trot
05.05.07 - Marathon de Mayo (Half)
05.13.07 - Moms on the Run
10.??.07 - Nike Women's Half Marathon
05.10.08 - Moms on the Run
06.21.09 - Pleasanton Spirit 5K
07.29.09 - San Francisco Half Marathon
10.04.09 - SJ Rock 'N Roll Half Marathon
10.18.09 - Nike Women's Half Marathon
11.01.09 - New York Marathon
11.26.09 - Spark's Turkey Trot 10K
02.20.10 - Bay Breeze Half Marathon
03.14.10 - Shamrock 'N Half Marathon
03.21.10 - LA Marathon
03.27.10 - Scheel's Fanatic 5K
04.25.10 - Marin County Half Marathon
05.02.10 - Reno Rock 'N River Half Marathon
06.05.10 - See Jane Run Half Marathon
07.25.10 - San Francisco Half Marathon
09.05.10 - Pier to Peak Half Marathon
10.10.10 - Chicago Marathon
10.30.10 - Healdsburg Half Marathon
11.07.10 - U.S. Half Marathon
11.25.10 - Scheels Turkey Trot 10K
02.06.11 - Surf City Half Marathon
03.13.11 - Dublin Shamrock 5K
04.18.11 - Boston Marathon
05.01.11 - Big Sur Marathon
06.11.11 - Lake Tahoe Relay
07.31.11 - San Francisco Half Marathon
09.11.11 - Walnut Festival Run 5K
09.18.11 - NorCal Half Marathon
11.24.11 - Scheels Turkey Trot
12.03.11 - Las Vegas Santa Suit 5K
12.04.11 - Las Vegas Half Marathon
03.11.12 - South Bay Duathlon
03.25.12 - Oakland Half Marathon
05.20.12 - Morgan Hill Sprint Triathlon
06.24.12 - Silicon Valley Intl. Triathlon
07.15.12 - Ironman 70.3 Vineman Triathlon
03.09.13 - Lucky 13 Half Marathon
04.28.13 - Eugene Half Marathon
05.11.13 - Folsom International Triathlon
5k:19:17 @ Dublin Shamrock 5k 2011
10k: 41:01 @ Scheel's Turkey Trot 2010
Half:1:30:07 @ Oakland Half 2012
Full: 3:31:44 @ Boston Marathon 2011
70.3: 5:20:07 @ Vineman 2012
Tag Archives: running
It’s that time of year again. That time when we go ape-crazy on social media proclaiming our undying love of all things sweaty and run-tastic. It’s National Running Day and I’m totally giving in.
Today I toast not only the physical benefits, but all of the stories that come with every run and the adventures they send you on. The medal rack Chicken Face got me is not just a proclamation of finishes, but a library of stories, trials and triumphs over the past 10+ years.
It’s a collection of adventures and friendship, independence and reflection, and the miles that helped shape who I am today. More recently, it’s been my time to simply think about a lot of upcoming changes.
So for that, I salute you running.
If you’re looking for a way to celebrate National Running Day, the folks at Timex are doing a fun campaign: simply tweet or Instagram with the hashtag #IMARUNNER. Timex will be giving away 60 Timex Ironman watches at random to runners who use the hashtag on National Running Day. In return for each eligible submission, Timex will also donate $5, up to $15,000, toward One Fund Boston. You can also enter by submitting a photo or story directly on the Timex Sports Facebook page “#IMARUNNER Tab.”
How are you celebrating today?
Happy National Running Day and Happy Running!
Jack Johnson was right. Things are better together, especially with Chicken Face and good friends.
Things are also better together during Ironman training and I was so thankful for that reminder this past weekend. A long ride on Saturday with Cate and Jana, and… wait for it… Chicken Face’s first “clipped in” ride. Can you see my heart smiling?!
Saturday’s weather was pure riding perfection as I took the girls throughout some East Bay routes, including Patterson Pass.
Photo courtesy of Jana.
Cate and I at the top!
Now on to Sunday…
Over Christmas, Chicken Face had given me an amazing gift: he told me that he would try cycling! Giddy with excitement, we’ve been getting affordable gear for him and I couldn’t wait for him to take his first “clipped-in ride.” We were supposed to go on a little ride together on Sunday, but because my lazy ass overslept on Friday, I had to move my long run to Sunday. But Chicken Face threw in a surprise saying that he’d ride with me while I ran.
We’ve never done the whole “you ride, I run” thing, but it was just the motivation I needed to drag my heavy legs out. Plus, Chicken Face proved once again what a stud he was and that cycling is no problem for him.
Plus, because he has to ride so slow while I was running, it was like having a paparazzi circle you for 10 miles.
One of the things I love most about sports are the memories you make doing them with other people. Come join me sometime, I’d love some company!
If I could take running on a steamy Valentine’s Day date, I would. I’ve been courting him for years and I think it’s time I finally get lucky.
We were introduced by friends at high school track, but truth be told, I didn’t really care for him at first. He was the cool kid. You know, the one that all of your friends doted over as he had that John Travolta, plain white tee with rolled up sleeves, Grease suaveness about him. Sure I had chills, but they weren’t immediately multiplying.
When we met, I was shy and had zero experience. I mean, my dad always told me that it takes at least two years to really know a guy and I had been fairly brainwashed about teenage boys and their hormones. Enter awkward gait and arm position.
So there we were, pushed together by fate and one of us had to make the move, or I literally wouldn’t be going anywhere. With a push from my friends, I ended up in a place I shouldn’t have been. A dangerous place that is for experienced folks, maybe even the seniors.
Sprinting and hurdles.
What?! How did I get here? He was moving way too fast for me. That’s almost third base — I am a lady and should be treated like one!
Being young and naïve, I got duped into the hurdles and sprinting because all of my friends were doing it. Oh young Page, haven’t you learned? Wasn’t this the type of peer pressure that they warned you about? Do you know what kind of diseases you could have gotten? Tendonitis Sprained ankles! Ligament tears! I can’t even continue on… What I should have done was listen to my dad, stood up for myself and declared, “Sorry, but I’m not that kind of girl.” What was I doing messing around with such a boy?
It took me two years to finally realize that I was approaching this relationship all wrong and what I really wanted. I was the girl who looked forward to our Friday dates more than anything. We weren’t doing 400 meter repeats and pushing out of the blocks. It was where we’d go long and we’d best of friends. Where we’d reach a new state of euphoria fueled by hormones, ehem, endorphins. Where I’d find my knight in shining armor. That’s all a 16-year-old girl really wants after all, isn’t it?
Once I was true to myself and had an honest conversation about where I wanted this relationship to go is when it happened: we fell in l-o-v-e and I haven’t looked back. We keep each other honest, accountable, entertained and in respectable shape. We made memories and continue to do so to this day.
If I can promise you one thing it’s this: this high school sweetheart relationship and I…we’re going to work out. No pun intended.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
(Don’t worry Chicken Face, I love you more!)
If there’s one thing I’ve learned during this injury debacle it’s that I should really tame my registration zeal.
You see, prior to spraining my ankle, I went on a run around San Francisco with these lovely ladies:
While cavorting across and around the bridge, I devised a plan with Nicole (green tank!).
At that point, I had gchatted my life away with her but only met her in real life once. But I suppose it was fate because by the end of those 18 miles we already had travel plans together.
After she returned home to SoCal, we exchanged frantic and eager emails about said plan and researched all of our options. Then, it was time to click and make it official:
Prior to the ankle sprain, this was going to be my comeback race. The marathon where I demolished my antiquated marathon PR and where Nicole smashed her PR as well! But with the injury, my plans changed.
I spoke with my coach and my PT, and pending a smooth recovery (fingers crossed!), I will still run the marathon, but it won’t be the PR-shattering race I had imagined. Why? Well, because I still have Ironman on the brain — it’s going to happen this year.
With my proposed Ironman plan, my coach will only allow me to run the full if I “go easy” so it won’t eat up into my recovery time. (Coach Paul says it takes 2-3 weeks to fully recover from a marathon where you really push yourself.) Le sigh…no big comeback race, but hell, AN IRONMAN!
Moral of the story: don’t register for another big race until you’ve completed your first Ironman. Genius.
Who else will be at the Eugene Marathon?
Side note: be sure to check out Marathon-Finder.com. Nicole and her boyfriend actually created it and it’s a super EASY, simple and clear way to research marathons. No clutter, no ads, just filter your info and boom: pick your race!
When I woke up on Saturday I was nervous about what was to come.
Not only had I stuffed myself with alcohol, rich foods and desserts the night prior, but it was also a ride full of many first:
- My first 80 mile ride
- I would be riding the entire thing solo
- My sense of direction is turrrrible, just turrrrible (bonus points if you get the reference)
- It was going to get pretty damn warm
- After the emotional debacle that was last weekend, I had no idea what to expect
To prepare for said ride, Coach Paul was nice enough to make me a route that was flat and always had cell service should something happen and Ambulance de Chicken Face needed to come and rescue me.
The concerns were plentiful. How was my knee going to react? Do I have enough fuel? What if I get a flat? How am I going to keep myself entertained for that long? I was confident that if my knee didn’t give me any problems, my mental stability would be the first thing to go. Riding that long by myself? Is this even possible? What am I going to think about that long?!
With my route in hand and a newly adjusted bike fit and cleat positioning to take strain off of my knee (thanks, Paul!), I strapped my Road ID onto my bag, prepped my fuel (including a full-size PB&J, three bottles with a CarboPro & Nuun mix), printed out the route map, ate my standard PB&J on a whole wheat English muffin breakfast, did a quick roll-out on my legs and was off.
The route included rolling through almost every city in the Tri-Valley area. To be honest, I missed a few turns and ended up in cities I wasn’t supposed to be in, thus, a complete East Bay tour. As I made my way through each mile and city, I was stunned. My knee! My knee! It’s totally fine!
I don’t know what happened or why my knee decided to put its temper tantrum on hiatus, but I won’t ask questions – I’ll take it! I rode with a ridiculous grin on my face. Giggled as I saw four turkeys literally crossing a crosswalk Beatles style, met and chatted another cyclist who had a stuffed-toy raccoon on the back of his bike, waved to other cyclists as we passed, took in the view of wineries, hills, barns, cows, you name it. In fact, I even stopped in the shade for a brief moment and offered a cow part of my PB&J – he wasn’t having it.
Hey cow. Want some PB&J? No? Well, say hi to your motha for me, ok?
I just kept riding, getting lost, then riding some more, and I loved every damn second. And my fears of talking to myself for that long? It was actually not a problem at all – in fact, it was quite refreshing. Sure I have alone time, but for that long? Never. You name a topic and I probably thought about it. It was exhilarating.
When I came home from the ride, I burst through the doors where I found Chicken Face asleep on the couch. I woke him up and literally did a happy dance. He just looked at me like I was crazy, but you better believe my booty was shaking with excitement! I slipped on my running shoes, went out for a quick transition run in the heat, and came back for more happy dancing.
Sunday had a 10-mile run on tap. Curious yet again and wondering if my knee could handle it, I made my way throughout my town with another rush of excitement. It was the first time in a long, long time that I felt myself again. In fact, it was the first time in months that I thought to myself again, this is who I am. It was the moment.
If my perma-grin isn’t coming through yet, trust me, it’s there.
I’m not going to rush it, I know from my last experience that these feelings can immediately be crushed with one bad move, or pushing it too soon. But for now, I’ll be on my endorphin-fueled cloud nine if you need me.
All day today I had it in the back of my mind and it made me nervous as hell.
Tonight, I had to get on the elliptical for 15 minutes followed by 15 minutes on the treadmill…my first run in over a month. While seemingly no big deal, it was in fact a very big deal.
To me, the fate of my Ironman rest within that run.
(Yes, I’m totally being overdramatic. That’s how I felt. Whatever.)
Many have asked exactly what is wrong with my knee. I wish I had a clear answer but what I can tell you is that after doing repetitive motion (like cycling or running), the muscles on the inner right knee feel as if they tighten up into an awful and tight little ball. There is not necessarily any sharp or shooting pain, but I have to stretch out the overly tight muscles and that’s where the pain is.
I can’t quite repeat in medical lingo what the chiropractor told me, but it appears as if my knee is having some compartmentalizing issues. So basically I have some tendonitis and fibrosis in the area (i.e. inflammation and scar tissue), which has caused those muscles to be less effective in getting the healing blood to the affected area when it needs it (or something like that). So when I’m doing these activities, they aren’t getting the blood, they’re working harder and end up tightening up to the point of pain. I also have a crap ton of scar tissue build up that needs to be worked through. Scar tissue? But I’ve never injured my knee! Well, maybe I did and I didn’t know it, or it can be from overuse as well. I realize that is a horrible description, but it’ll do for now.
Now back to where we began…
All day it was a mental ping-pong game of what ifs. What if I run and the pain is the same? What if I run and it’s gone? What if I run and I pull something else or God forbid, make it worse!
Like a good student, I had to do what my coach advised me to do. I would stay calm (or at least try to), run and report the results. I felt as if a moving conveyor belt was determining my fate.
Before starting, I woke-up my legs with a few squats, lunges and other drills to make sure all of the muscles were firing. I also did about two minutes of rolling on each leg (I read a study in Running Times that it is actually beneficial to do so). Then I hopped on.
Eeew elliptical, I’m not a fan. Well, I take it back, I like the elliptical because I can read and move. I’m currently reading Eat and Run by Scott Jurek and it’s my favorite running book to date as I feel like I can really relate to his background and personality (well, outside of the whole run 100 miles thing). As I was finishing the elliptical, I spotted this quote:
“Every single one of us possesses the strength to attempt something he isn’t sure he can accomplish.”
I was taking every ounce of mental calmness and motivation that I could get so I repeated it. Over and over and over. I can do this. It’s a mental thing. It’s going to be ok. It has to be ok.
With my motivation in hand and pressuring myself to embrace the power of positive thought, I put on my Florence & The Machine Pandora station as it tends to make me all introspective – yes, I was setting the stage for positivity. That’s all I could do.
So I hopped on, kept calm, and ran.
5 minutes passed.
8 minutes passed.
Yes, yes, I’m going to make 10 minutes.
10 minutes arrived and I was in the clear!
I stopped for a brief moment a may or may not have shed a tear. Finally! I stretched out and then hopped back on to see if my knee could make it another five minutes.
56, 57, 58, 59…15 minutes; 1.66 miles. Cue ridiculous grin.
And with that, I felt like everything just might be ok.
While I may have felt like I was on top of the world, I also want to be real here. It was only 1.66 miles, I ran at an incredibly safe and slow pace, I felt extremely out of running shape, and who knows what my knee will decide to do next. This could be a total fluke and I still have a lot of work to do in two months.
Thus, I’m going to try my best to not get down and take everything day by day. I’ll do as my coach and doctor say, no more, no less, and I’ll stretch, foam and ice the bajeezus out of my knee.
I’m hoping that it all works out…
Guest post by Long Runs and Late Night Snacks
A couple of years ago, my sister and I read an amazing article in Runner’s World about a 4 day, 42 mile, inn-to-inn running trip through Marin County, California. The author ran on trails from Sausalito to Inverness, while a taxi transported his luggage to his accommodations for the evening. Once at his hotel, he relaxed, ate great meals and hung out in hot tubs. A running vacation! Like, running AND vacation – only my two favorite things. What a great idea. We had it in the back of our minds to book our own someday.
Then, in May of this year, my sister decided to up and move to London. Very rude of her, but I still wanted to get in some quality time before she left for the land of fish n’ chips. Recalling our plan to do a running vacation, I convinced her we needed to make it happen.
After a little research, we settled on a 5 day, 75 mile, lodge-to-lodge trip (camping was a little too intense for me) through the Superior Mountains of Minnesota. The trip was planned by Adventure Running Company, a husband and wife operation that offers a number of running tours throughout the year.
We put down our deposits and were beginning to make plane reservations when, a few weeks before the trip, Adventure Running Company informed us that the trip was canceled, due to lack of interest. Many people I had told about the trip found this hilarious. It went something like this – “You two are the only crazy cats who would book a vacation where you have to run 75 miles – of course there’s a lack of interest!”
Well, the joke was on you, naysayers, because we went ahead and planned our very own running vacation. And it was awesome.
First we had to pick an area. My mom, also a runner, decided she wanted in. We narrowed it down to somewhere near DC, where my sister lives, and the approximate half-way point between Brooklyn and Pittsburgh (where my mom lives). Many ideas were thrown around, but we decided on Charlottesville, VA, for its abundance of trails and proximity to other, non-running activities. Below is a short summary of how it went.
Monday: I met up with my sister in DC and we did a speed workout and then drove in her clunker down to our hotel in Charlottesville to wait for our mom. We stayed at the adorable Clifton Inn, an old mansion turned hotel.
Tuesday: We drove out to Shenandoah National Park and ran up a mountain. It was a beautiful trail, but a bit rocky.
Wednesday: We kept it rugged but a little less mountainous and ran on the Rivanna Trail, which surrounds the city of Charlottesville.
We even came across some wildlife. Yikes!
Thursday: Some people were tired of roughing it (gawd, Mom!) so we went to a paved section of the Rivanna trail for our last day.
Overall, the trip was amazing. We felt great about being lazy, because we had put in our miles in the morning. We also had plenty of time to try other activities, like visiting Monticello
And wine tasting!
With our very own running vacation behind us, I have some tips for all you readers out there who may want to plan your own.
- First, decide whether you want to do a point-to-point trip or have a home base, like we did – the former is a lot more difficult to plan and you’ll have to find a way to transport your luggage.
- Pick an area where there is varied terrain and great scenery. We were able to get in a little bit of everything.
- Get in touch with local running groups – they have the best insight into the local scene. Before we left, I used the Charlottesville’s Trail Running Group’s website for ideas. Local running stores can also be good resources – we stopped into Ragged Mountain Running Shop on our trip.
About Me: I’m a 20-something Brooklyner, runner and late-night snacker. I blog about running, running and sometimes food. Check me out at Long Runs and Late Night Snacks!
Hi I am Joanna from Morning Runner! While Page is off looking gorgeous and getting married, I said I would do a guest post!
My confessions of a morning runner:
Morning runner (n): A motivated, overly perky individual who enjoys getting up before the sun to log in miles when the rest of the world is sleeping.
I am not a morning person. Ok I said it. Yes – I get up in the morning, usually around 5am and run 3 or 4 or 6 miles but that doesn’t mean I am talkative, friendly or even awake. I am grumpy. Don’t even try asking me questions in the morning – I don’t utter two syllables until I have had my run and a nice shower. Some people need caffeine – I just need a run. See below – I can hardly even smile at 5am.
I am not perky. I am only slightly motivated. I am a complete zombie running down the road. Don’t ask me to do anything except put one foot in front of the other. Math while running? Nearly impossible for me at 5am. Rational thoughts? Who knows, I can’t even remember half the things I think about while running. And this is during the summer – it only gets worse during the cold winter months.
I don’t know how I get up in the morning to run. Of course I would rather stay under the covers and there are the occasional morning where I do ignore my alarm clock and sleep for an extra hour. But most mornings I am up and out the door within ten minutes of waking. Its hard getting your body to wake up so quickly and start running. Most mornings, I don’t really remember the whole run, my legs just run along and I zone out or maybe fall back to sleep I am not really sure.
My morning run routine is pretty simple and I have been using it since college when I had 6am workouts for basketball. I think over the years my body has adapted and gotten used to my crazy ways.
My “morning run” routine:
Step 1: Set alarm for 5am. Lay clothes out on bathroom floor – shorts, bra, socks, shirt, garmin.
Step 2: Get to bed early. I usually go for 10pm for a 5am wake up.
Step 3: When the alarm goes off, immediately roll out of bed and walk into bathroom.
Step 4: Pee. Just gotta do it.
Step 5: Put on running clothes.
Step 6: Lace up sneakers, let out cat and head outside.
Step 7: Start running.
The toughest part of morning runs is going fast. Easy runs in the morning are my favorite because I just let my legs go and run whatever easy pace they feel like. But when it comes time for a tempo run – it is so hard to find the speed so early.
For many getting up early to run just does not work – the power of the snooze button is just too tempting; or its just impossible – like my future husband, who doesn’t even hear his alarm clock in the morning.
So now I present the extreme get yourself out of bed for a morning run method:
Option 1: Sleep in your running clothes – Sports bras have to be the most uncomfortable thing ever to sleep in but it must be done.
Option 2: Have someone else wake you up – My future husband can’t wait until we are married and I move in with him; he says he is gaining not only a wife but also an alarm clock to help him wake up early. Lucky me. But the truth is having someone else shake you awake might be exactly what you need. But that means that someone else needs to be a morning person.
Option 3: Eat a GU right after you wake up but before you start your run. That should give you a good kick!
Option 4: Plan route, distance, splits, etc the night before and have it written out, so that way when you wake up there will be no procrastinating thinking about where to run.
Option 5: Do not brush your teeth, do not pee, do not pass Go and collect $200 – head straight out that door and start running. Of course the first few miles are going to be slow! You are still waking up! Just get out there and forget about your pace.
The best part of waking up early for a run is just getting it done before most of the world is awake. You may not be a morning person but you may be able to get up and get out the door and that in itself is a great thing. And you get to see some pretty amazing sunrises!
And there you have it – all my secrets to being a morning runner even when you are not a morning person!
Hi everyone! I’m Emily, and I blog over at Speed Laces, Amazing Races about all things related to running and triathlon. I’m thrilled to be guest-blogging for Page while she’s enjoying her well-deserved post-wedding bliss.
I’m one of those injury-prone endurance athletes. I’ve had a number of stress fractures and pulled muscles and strains of all kinds. Training for marathons and Ironman will do that to you. Soon after I began ramping up my mileage in preparation for Boston this spring, I was sidelined with a stress injury that caused lingering pain in my left ankle. I did the whole ortho/PT bit and got into a regular rhythm of stretching and strength exercises, but since I couldn’t run on the road I had to find some other way to keep my running fitness in top form.
Enter pool running. Or aqua jogging. Whichever you prefer.
Sure, it looks goofy, and you probably picture old ladies doing water aerobics and think “I’m a serious athlete, there’s no way that’s going to do anything for my training.” I’d attempted it once or twice when recovering from injuries in high school — but when I was training for Boston, I quickly learned that it is not a joke. It’s hard work, and you can definitely feel it in almost every leg muscle. And you sweat like mad. Apparently you don’t need to pound the pavement to get a good workout.
To run in the water, you need a deep pool (so you can’t touch the bottom) and a flotation belt (which is optional if you have a really strong core). There’s some debate over exactly how to run — do you lean forward slightly so you move through the water, or is it better to be upright and stay in one place — but to me it feels natural to actually run laps. In my uneducated opinion, I think as long as you feel like you’re doing a running workout, you can be a little bit more relaxed about form.
In doing some pre-workout research, I also learned that slow, casual jogging won’t do much for your fitness level — which, given the lack of technique work, is the whole purpose of these sessions — so it’s particularly important to do intervals and up the intensity. It also helps with the boredom. I found that you can translate almost any track or interval training into the pool simply by using time and effort level to gauge what you’re doing. It’s not an exact science, but it’s the easiest way to stick to your training schedule.
If your workouts are written entirely based on time and heart rate, it’s easy. For example, warm up for 5 minutes, then do 6 x 3 minutes at your VO2 max effort level with 30 seconds of recovery between each interval. If your workouts are written based on distance (8×800, for example), use the approximate time it would take you to complete each rep and run for that amount of time at the same effort level you would on the track. Always cool down for 5-10 minutes. I also did tempo and long runs in the water. The trick is that you have to be very in-tune with your effort level and not cheat yourself by going easier than you really should.
So, does it work? I’d say yes. I did minimal running on the road in the lead-up to Boston and then PR’d my marathon by 8 minutes. I was doing a fair amount of cross-training with biking and swimming, which kept my base fitness high, but I think it’s critical to do running-specific activity as well.
Another option – though slightly less accessible and affordable – is to do your workouts on the Alter-G. And man, is this a sweatfest.
This spaceship-looking machine is actually an anti-gravity treadmill, so the user can adjust the amount of weight at which they run using a pressure-controlled chamber. If you can only have minimal impact on your bones due to a stress fracture, no problem. Run at 65 percent and feel like you’re floating on a cloud with your feet barely touching the belt. Working your way back from injury? Do intervals alternating between 85 and 90 percent. You get the motion and the aerobic workout without the pounding.
Here’s how it works: You wear special shorts that resemble very tight bike shorts but have a zippered waistband attached to them. Step into the machine, raise the sides to waist level and zip yourself in. At this point, everything feels normal. When you turn the machine on, you have to stand very still on the belt as it calibrates your weight. From there, it operates like a normal treadmill — speed, incline, etc — but with the added setting of % weight. If you run at less than 100 percent, the machine fills with air and more or less raises you off the belt. As you adjust the percentage, you can feel the change in impact. It’s incredibly strange at first, but then you realize that you’re running without beating up your legs.
The catch to these machines is that they’re very expensive and therefore can be tough to find and pricey to use. PT practices are starting to invest in them for rehab purposes, but even those are few and far between. When I first got injured, I did some research on using one to train for Boston. Not a single one in D.C. I was able to jump on one while home in Savannah just to try it out. But I imagine that more and more will appear in the coming months, and some upscale gyms might even invest in them. Like pool running, they’re a commonly-used tool for pro athletes.
Finally, you don’t have to be injured to take advantage of these workouts. In fact, substituting a session in the pool for some of your regularly-scheduled runs or hitting the Alter-G a few times during your training cycle likely would relieve the stress on your body and prevent injuries from happening in the first place. No one likes to be hurt, so it’s about prevention rather than treatment.
If you’ve got any other great ways to stay in peak form while injured, please share!
I feel like I’m the 16th person to post this photo, but hey – it was great and I’m pretty sure it’s the most colorful bunch of running bloggers you’ve ever seen…so BOOYA.
This past Sunday, Aron hosted a blogger run in Danville and all of the lovely NorCal running bloggers got together to run, eat and well, mostly chat. I ran with my new blogging budding Caitlin and relished the company. There’s nothing like meeting up with a bunch of other running crazies to give your waning mojo a swift kick in the pants.
Also at the blogger meet-up was some dude’s ridiculously mean and not-so-cute dog. So unfriendly in fact, that I had to take a photo. He looks like a character from the Lion King, no?
All-in-all, this weekend was a welcome reminder that while running may be an individual sport, it’s always better with friends. Do you run alone or with buddies?
Happy Monday and Happy Running!
P.S. Be sure to check out my guest post on tips for running a one-day relay over at The Runner’s Kitchen!