I ran the Boston Half this past weekend, finishing in 1:46:18, which was good enough to win the women's T35-38 division (full disclosure - the other athletes in the women's divisions were no shows).
This is the third year I've done this race and I really look forward to it each fall. It starts and ends in Franklin Park, with the in-between miles featuring a tour of several local parks - aka "the emerald necklace." It is not an easy course. In fact, it's pretty challenging, which makes for what a friend calls "Type B fun" - I feel a real sense of accomplishment and satisfaction when I finish this one. And of course, the race is really well managed and very competitive at both the elite and age group level.
This was also the third year that I raced the B.A.A. Half as part of the professional field, and got to enjoy the excellent hospitality offered by the B.A.A. I'm a bit more used to the "invited pro" experience at this point, though I suspect the "OMG, I can't believe I actually get to experience this" feeling will never completely fade away (and truth be told, I hope it doesn't).
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While I prefer to take the train to/from Boston, that wasn't an option this year due to track work between DC and Boston. So, I booked a midday flight from Dulles on Friday. Of course, Friday ended up being a rough travel day, with storms up and down the east coast plus an air traffic controller shortage delaying many flights. I got into Boston two hours later than planned and considered myself fortunate.
It was raining when I landed at Logan Friday evening, and that rain continued on through much of Saturday. On Saturday morning, I got to visit Franklin Park as part of a B.A.A. community event. I was impressed with the number of people who showed up in the rain to hang out for a bit and then go for a shakeout run plus some plogging. I also snagged one of the really nice pairs of B.A.A. logo running gloves that were given to all attendees.
Saturday afternoon was spent Chipotle-ing, stretching, mobilizing, and doing some PT exercises, followed by a technical meeting + dinner for everyone in the pro field (as always, my imposter syndrome was in overdrive for this part).
It continued to rain some overnight, but fortunately it had stopped by the time we arrived at Franklin Park on Sunday morning. And the rain was replaced with a gorgeous, chilly morning - temperatures in the mid-40s but with a decently strong breeze (around 15-18 mph).
I oscillated on what to wear for the race - shorts or tights? Singlet or longsleeve? Back in January of this year the Al Lewis 10 Miler had near identical weather, and singlet + tights had worked well there. On the other hand, I had been training in cold weather for several weeks at the time of the 10 Miler; in contrast I'm currently still heat acclimated from a hot summer and unseasonably warm fall marathon. And there was also the fact that getting cold sends my Parkinsons rigidity and dystonia into overdrive.
I warmed up in tights on the bottom and jacket over longsleeve over singlet on top. My warm-up for this race was limited because the side paths that I've used in the past for my warm-up (15 minutes jogging, 3 minutes at marathon to half marathon effort, 4x30 seconds at 10K to 5K effort) were clogged with wet leaves. Wet leaves and my balance/dystonia are a bad combination and so I didn't feel safe doing anything other than a slow jog. The rule is to get to the start line healthy, right?
At that low effort, I felt fine and even slightly cold in what I was wearing, which convinced me to go with the longsleeve. Returning to the para athlete tent to relocate my race bibs (front and back) from singlet to longsleeve cut into my warm up time some more. My total warm up ended up being 18 minutes of intermittent jogging - perhaps enough for some, but far short of what I need to be able to run fast from the gun. I would have to start this race cold and ease into it. Good thing it was a half.
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We lined up in the para corral about 7:40 am for an 8:05 am start. I was allowed to keep a jacket on until a few minutes before the start, which I really appreciated. It was cold in the corral, which increased my confidence that the long sleeve and tights had been the right choice.
At 8:05:30 sharp, 30 seconds after the pro women, the para division started. This course starts with a fairly steep downhill (about 4.5%, according to my rough math). My downhill running has improved substantially in the past year with a lot of work, but I still really struggled here. I suspect most of this is because I didn't warm-up as thoroughly as I should have. It takes 3 miles of running, including a fair amount of faster running, to get my neuro pathways established (literally remembering how to run fast), my running gait working, and my hips extending. Until then, my gait is really limited and awkward, which makes running downhill a bit sketchy. And when I feel off balance, my quads contract and my toes start curling and it's not fun.
The end result was that the first miles of this race, which were the fastest for most, were all about damage control for me. After then, things started to loosen up, just as we hit the gently rolling part of the course. Over the next few miles, my gait improved. However, the sun also came out, and I began to regret my longsleeve. I reminded myself that I had been doing tempos all summer in 70 degrees, and this was no different.
Mile 6 is when the course started to rise again, with what I later (very roughly) calculated as a 3% slope for about 500m. Pretty similar to my Iwo Jima hill repeats, though it hits harder when you're already several miles into a race. This was also when I started to feel really good with my gait mostly under my control. The sun retreated behind the clouds and the wind picked up - both cooling me down - and the next few miles I was able to speed up considerably and have a lot of fun.
From there to the finish line the course was rolling hills with an upward trend, capped by the climb back to the start, which was also the finish. By the time I got to mile 11, my legs were heavy from fatigue. Because of the hills, the final miles of this race often feel more like a marathon than a half - just keep shuffling forward. So, I shuffled and managed to speed up a little bit more just as I came around the final turn and saw the finish line about 50 meters ahead.
I crossed the finish and stopped my watch, looking at the face for the first time (I never look at my watch or check paces when I run). 1:46 low, which was a few minutes slower than I had hoped to run. But I wasn't too upset - I felt like I had run a good race and given my best effort, and that's all you can do.
I also noted that my legs were in far worse shape than they had been at the end of Chicago four weeks ago. I'm not sure how much of this is cumulative fatigue from the marathon followed by the half, and how much is just that hills are very hard for me. Either way, I made a mental note to take some extra recovery after this one.
And of course, after freezing at the start line and then overheating during the middle miles of the race, I got chilled again in the finish area and had to take a really long hot shower when I got back to the hotel. For some reason, I found this really amusing.
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Splits ended up being:
Mile 1: 9:15
Mile 2: 8:44
Mile 3: 8:24
Mile 4: 8:08
Mile 5-6: 16:10 (8:05)
Mile 7: 8:15
Mile 8: 7:58
Mile 9: 7:46
Mile 10: 7:38
Mile 11: 7:34
Mile 12: 7:51
Mile 13: 7:46
last bit: 49 seconds for .11 miles.
So...a pretty big negative split on a course that nearly everyone positive splits (see my Garmin's elevation chart below). And no, I don't think that negative splitting this race was ideal. But...I simply couldn't coordinate my gait well enough to run any faster at the start, and you do the best with what you have to work with on race day.
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| For anyone who is interested: comparison of the Iwo Jima hill workout to the Boston Half course. (I did play with the two images so that they are on the same scale for X and Y axis) |
Other notes:
- Being in the professional field at this race gave me a chance to see some of what goes on behind the scenes. And one thing that I really think needs to be called out to anyone who ran the Boston Half this year: the roads that we ran on didn't just randomly happen to be clear of leaves and mud. My understanding is that the B.A.A. was out there most of Saturday night clearing debris from the course so that we could have a safe course to run. The curse of doing really good work is that it's easy for others to assume that things just naturally worked out. Not at all - it takes a lot of effort for things to look so seamless and easy to us runners.
- I do a fair amount of mobilization and other prep work in my hotel room before I head to the start on race morning (at some point I'll do a different post on this). It's generally a combination of active isolated stretching, some balance exercises, some trigger point work with a tennis ball, and some short Feldenkrais exercises from the Balanced Runner.
For this race, I think I spent too much time doing the Feldenkrais stuff, and not enough time on stretching, and that was also part of why I didn't feel ready to run when we started. Mental note for the next race to move all Feldenkrais stuff and most of the balance stuff to the day before and keep the morning focused on active isolated stretching and some running drills. - When I do these para division races, I unofficially race both the men and women in my division. Obviously, this doesn't affect the official results for the race, but like most racers, more competition helps me to produce my best effort. Having that competition really helped me stay aggressive in the second part of the race, when it was tempting to back off a bit and cruise in. It took a lot of work, but I managed to reel in the top male T35-38 close to the end of the race. I was kinda proud of that.



