Reflecting on Boston 2019

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I ran my 7th marathon yesterday. I went into the race confident, with a big goal, to run 3:16, which would be a 6-minute PB. There are always secondary goals, but I don’t think too much about those until the circumstances during a race necessitate it.

As we waited to board the bus, the rain poured, it thundered. We were ready for it with extra layers, ponchos and hand warmers. When the race began, the rain had stopped, and it was overcast. The temperature was a little warmer than ideal, which quickly became evident as I started running, and sweating sooner than usual. I chose to stick to my plan instead of adjusting for temperature. The plan was to work with the course, have the paces correspond to the elevation, and not take the early downhills too aggressively to avoid beating up the quads. 

I knew it was warm, so I made sure to front-load hydration. I was nailing my paces and feeling unstoppable, until around 27km. When suddenly the sun and heat came. My race plan deteriorated at the pace I intended to run…quickly. I felt weak and flat, my pace plummeted dramatically. I kept checking-in to assess whether I could pick it back up. I soon realized I could not. Given the option between arriving at the finish line slower than planned and being taken to the medical tent, the decision was easy. I went into survival mode, stopped looking at pace, focused on making it to the end healthy and tried to find the fun in it. 

There were many times I wanted to stop altogether, to walk up the hills, but even feeling as bad as I did, I did not allow myself to do either. The city of Boston showed up, and put on a world class show. The only thing to do was to reciprocate. At some point I came to terms with the fact that this would be a slow marathon, I calculated a 3:45-4:00 finish and was fine with it. I just wanted to get to that finish line happy and healthy. Later I realized I had lost my ability to do math, which ordinarily I can do quite well, even in a race. 

When both my A and B time goals were off the table, I decided to enjoy the journey to Boston as much as possible by trying to encourage others around me. The last few kilometres of the race were about connecting with other runners. I noticed noticed someone who was on their way to their six star, someone else who was running a marathon on their birthday, and someone I know. I encouraged them.

I saw a few people I know cheering during the last 2km, they yelled my name, it felt so good to wave and smile at them through the pain. At that point I was just focused on looking for Hereford. I knew my friends were waiting at the finish and I couldn’t wait to see them. The straightaway on Boylston felt never ending. I knew they were there waiting and that I was so close to completing my second Boston. Once I reached the stands, I looked into the crowd, spotting them quickly. They were standing as close to the road as the could, waiting for me. I blew them a kiss, raised my hands and crossed that damn line, never feeling happier to be done running and to have been surrounded by so much support. 

One of the keys to being a successful long-distance runner is creating a routine that controls as many variables as possible. I can confidently say, I controlled everything I could. The training was there, I have never been more fit in my life. I ran 6-days a week, I did 3 days of balance/strength work on top of that, and core work 4-5 times per week. My fuel game was calculated, practiced and effective. What I ate leading up to the race were things I know I respond well to. I took it easy in Boston before race day and didn’t expend energy exploring the city.

The weather is an example of a variable that cannot be controlled. Something you can control is how you handle yourself when things don’t go the way you want them to. It’s all about perspective, and I believe there is always good within a situation that isn’t ideal. Am I disappointed that I did not have the race I trained for? Of course. But if I consider the big picture, and that on a day where I have never felt worse, but still managed to pull off a 3:30, I can recognize that as the big achievement it is. 

I am proud of the race I ran yesterday. I am proud of the training cycle I had through a terrible winter. I am proud of the commitment I maintained in spite of the obstacles I experienced. I am proud of training alone, though supported and encouraged by many near and far. I am proud of everyone who ran yesterday, it was tough, but we are stronger for having done it. I am proud to call the people who made the trip to Boston to spectate, cheer and take care of me friends. 

Boston 2018: Day 3 and 4

In my last post, My First Marathon Monday: Boston 2018 Race Recap I left off at the finish line of the 122nd Boston Marathon. I found my family at the side of the finish, they had been watching from the grandstands, getting soaked by the rain. We hugged, and then I slowly shuffled into the John Hancock tent. There I received my medal and a heat shield. A volunteer handed me by gear check bag and I set up at a table near the back of the tent. I grabbed some hot water to help get warm and began peeling off my soaking wet gear. They had heaters and a volunteer had made a make-shift change tent so we could get into dry clothing.

It was still pouring rain as I left to go find my cheer-squad. There were people walking in every direction trying to find each other and get out of the rain, it was total chaos. Eventually, I found everyone and we began trying to navigate our way back to the Airbnb. The best option was the train, the streets were still a mess and an Uber would have taken way too long to find us. It was only a few stops to go, and then I had a long hot shower while my mom went to pick up pizzas from Regina Pizza. We had spotted this place a few days prior and it always had a long line so we figured it was probably pretty good! After a few slices I moved I went to lay down under a pile of blankets, how good it felt to be warm.

After a while we decided to go down the street to the Ginger Room, a neighbourhood pub with a massive beer-list and food. I had a pineapple and coconut beer with lactose, sounds odd, but it had a nutty flavour and was surprisingly very delicious. There were a few other marathoners there in medals and jackets, and I ended up running into a few people I knew.

On Tuesday, I woke up feeling pretty good, and of course quite sore, those Newton hills! We had to pack up the Airbnb and then I wanted to check out how busy the medal engraving, and jacket embroidery were before heading over to Tracksmith for my commemorative poster. Unsurprisingly, the medal engraving line snaked around the block, and I decided not to wait in it, my priority was the jacket embroidery which had a much smaller line, so we joined it. I was able to go get my poster from Tracksmith while my mom stayed in line.

By then we were all getting pretty hungry and decided to go to Shake Shack. I only tried Shake Shack for the first time in November, when Sky and I ran the Rock’n’Roll Vegas and we really enjoyed it. I went for a cheeseburger and a Shackmeister beer (brewed by Brooklyn Brewing). We didn’t have a whole lot of time left in Boston and wanted to make the most of it, so we stopped for one last coffee at George Howell and then walked back to the Airbnb. My family had an earlier flight so they went to the airport, Sky and I walked to the famous Mike’s Pastry and shared a cannoli. Very good, but I could NOT have eaten a whole one.

We grabbed a Lift to the airport, and parted ways. Once I arrived at my gate, it was a sea of red jackets waiting to board the plane. One of which sat beside me and wanted to  talk about the marathon. From then on out, several other marathoners and other people wanted to chat about the previous day and what we had endured. It was like being a member of a club without ever trying to. I supposed I underestimated the jacket effect. I don’t think you can wear it and go unseen, and I’m not just talking about the colour. It signifies hard-work, dedication and resilience in the wearer, definitely things to be proud of!

My First Marathon Monday: Boston 2018 Race Recap

My marathon Monday started at 5am. I was lucky enough to get an uninterrupted sleep which I was surprised about. I had coffee and oatmeal with banana, got dressed for what would end up being the worst weather in 30 years for this event, and took an Uber downtown. It was already raining hard and windy, so much so that when I began to open the door of the car, it blew wide open. By 6am, I was in the tent drinking hot water to make sure I stayed warm. As part of the John Hancock Boston Marathon Invitational Program, we were treated to a tent and refreshments before and after the race, coach buses to the start, where we moved into a school to hang out until the race began. An hour later we were directed to the buses and got another taste of what the weather had in store. After 20 minutes inside the bus, once the police and bomb dogs had done their check we were cleared to go, and headed towards Hopkinton with police escorts on motorcycles.

I spent the ride into Hopkinton staring out the window, getting into the headspace to run. My enthusiastic seat partner from Pennsylvania kept trying to engage in small-talk, which I kept polite but minimal. Sometimes running is selfish, and I am okay with that, especially so in the final days and hours before an event. I have no problem doing exactly what I need to do to set myself up for success and not be concerned with anything else. Upon arriving, we were shown into a school gym equipped with bleachers and mats to sit on. There was also coffee, water, Gatorade, Cliff bars, Cliff bloks, and Finagel Bagels. Most importantly there was heat, shelter from the rain and actual washrooms. We all felt very lucky to be inside for these final hours before the start.

We arrived to the school just around 8:30am, and the blue bib start time wasn’t until 10:50am. Fortunately, I had Women’s Running magazine to read, and a second breakfast to eat: a plain bagel at 8:50 am and a banana at 9:50am. I also drank a small coffee and 1.5 bottles of water. I read the magazine cover to cover except for the parts about coming back to running after child-birth which there was a focus on, but not of interest to me!

Aside from that, I mostly watched the antics of other runners in the gym, some highlights were watching a man eat a loaf of bread directly from the bag, several people duct-taping their shoes, everyone wearing garbage bags, myself included, and someone putting rubber gloves on-top of his gloves. I have to hand it to the running community, people get pretty creative with their outfits when the weather is poor. In this case, I am sure it contributed to them having a safer race than those who did not adapt their gear. Nearly 1,300 runners received medical treatment on the course, and nearly 1,000 more did at the finish. When even the elites are wearing jackets, you know it’s a poor weather day!

Before long, they were calling for the blue bibs to move into the corrals. I made one final washroom stop and moved towards the door, staying inside as long as I could. My outfit was: Saucony Kinvara 9’s, Stance socks, Adidas Supernova Storm Jacket, Lululemon: Fast & Free crops, Run on bra, Meant to Move Tee, and Ciele Gocap Century Hopkinton hat. I also wore a disposable jacket from the Van 1st Half, a garbage bag and gloves from the BMO half.

We began our rainy walk to the start, the area surrounding the school and athlete’s village looked like a runner’s war-zone, clothing, shoes, garbage bags, and water bottles everywhere. This continued all down the sides of the road up and into the corrals. Once I reached corral 2, there was 8 minutes to start. I took my first gel and a drink of water and waited. After a few words from Bill Rogers, the gun went off, and the rain began to pour. What a sick joke I thought as I hit start on my Garmin, and smiled my way over the first timing mat.

My priority starting this race was to stay in control and not start too fast in order to save my legs for later. My other priority was to stay warm, I was in no rush to shed my garbage bag, disposable jacket and gloves. I imagine the beginning of any major race to be exciting, but I am not sure any of them can compete with this. People are cheering for you on the sides of the street in Hopkinton before you even start, this of course continues as your start, there are people on both sides of the road and they are genuinely excited for you. It makes you feel super special!

Another thing of note is that, you start on narrow country roads, so you are confined to stay with the “peloton”. This was okay for me since I wanted to start conservatively.  I knew that with the wind and hills, I could not let my mental state be dictated by splits and I was prepared for this. I figured that things would mostly even out with the downhills and flats, and that if I stayed on pace for those parts I would be in good shape. My first 5km were: 5:03, 5:04, 4:56, 4:59, 4:41 (downhill). My 5km split time was 24:49, average pace 4:58/km. The back of my legs felt stiff and cramped from the cold, something I had not previously experienced, I was concerned it would turn into full on legs cramps, again something I have never experienced. I decided to focus on getting to Boston, and everything went away. I did not feel cold, I did not lose focus, I had to get to Boston one way or another.

The next 5km were: 4:47, 5:03, 4:50, 4:50, 4:48. My 10km split was 49:14. My average pace for the first 10km was 4:55/km. For reference, the pace I was meant to hold was 4:50. Around km 8 there was a very cute golden retriever sitting on the right side of the road watching the race and holding  2 flags in his mouth. You can see more footage of Spencer the dog here.

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10km took us to Framingham and boasted people on both sides on the street cheering. The whole atmosphere was party, and I swear I could smell beer and food for most of the first 10km ranging from pizza to Indian food. I was timing my gels for every 30 minutes, which worked perfectly with the water stations.

Km’s 11-15 were: 4:55, 4:58, 5:00, 4:57, 4:59, this brought us to Natick. My 15km split was 1:14:07, an overall average pace of 4:56. Another thing I noticed was that my Garmin wasn’t matching up with the km markers anymore, very annoying! For me, the thing about Boston was that I always felt like I was looking forward to something, or more so running toward something. Every section of the race has a focus. The first 10km I was cautious because I didn’t want to destroy my legs on the downhill, and I had heard several times that this is a strategy course where you need to save your strength for the end. The following 10km brings you to Wellesley College, also the half-way point. I knew it was coming soon and how amazing it was supposed to be, so once the initial 10km passed that was my next checkpoint.

Km’s 16-20 were: 4:59, 4:57, 5:03, 4:54, 4:50. My 20km split was 1:39, 4:57 overall average pace/km. Since the Wellesley scream tunnel is something most any runner knows about Boston, I was curious to see how loud it really would be, especially given the weather. It definitely lived up to its’ expectations, so many girls, so many signs, such loud screaming. I decided to put out my hand and high-five as many of them as I could. One overzealous cheerer even fell over the barrier and another girl was trying to pull her back over by her legs! The scream tunnel gave me a massive energy boost, thank you Wellesley girls! My 21km split was 1:44:22, an overall average pace of 4:58.

The scream tunnel was such a rush that I didn’t fully register this meant we were already half-way done! I started to feel my legs around this point, but tried my best to push those thoughts aside. Km’s 22-25 were: 4:55, 5:00, 5:02, 5:04, my 25km split time was: 2:03:58, average pace: 4:58. After Wellesley, I knew the next major landmark would be the notorious Newton Hills, what I had been bracing myself for the entire race.

Km’s 26-30 were: 4:42, 5:23, 5:02, 5:20, 5:03, you can clearly see this was the Newton Hill portion of the race, by the large fluctuation in pace! My approach was to focus my view on the top of the hill rather than my watch and just get there as best I could while keeping the effort continuous and not increasing it. As with almost all of the course, both sides of the street were lined with spectators, there were tents, people were drinking, having BBQ’s. I even spotted a bouncy castle on the right-hand side of one of the Newton hills. Even though the hydration and fuel stations were plentiful, people were handing out water, oranges, bananas you name it. So much hospitality from the spectators on one of the gnarliest Boston Marathon’s in history.

Km’s 31-35 were: 4:49, 5:12, 5:11, 5:40, 4:46, this included the famous Heartbreak hill, and no it’s not THAT bad, but it is long and it is deep into the race so any incline would feel tough. The feeling of completing Heartbreak Hill is wonderful however. You know that the worst is over and there are only 7 more km to go! I had been told this final portion was flat and fast so I was looking forward to that. There were a few more short inclines though, and by that point any incline felt like a mountain.

Km’s 36-40 were: 5:15, 5:07, 5:09, 4:52, 5:08. Finally, it was the moment I had been waiting for. Only 2km to go. I was still wearing my disposable jacket, and wanted to at least get a good finish line picture, so I discarded it on a barrier, and took off into the downpour. At this point you know where you need to go and are just holding your breath for that right on Hereford, left on Boylston. The streets were lined with people, the roads coated in slippery garbage bags, making footing uncertain, I was determined not to fall going up Hereford! Turning onto Boylston might be one of the best feelings I have ever experienced, there are so many people! The finish line is massive and spectacular, and I knew my family was waiting on the stands on the right-hand side. Km 41 and 42 were: 5:19 and 5:11. I kept my eyes locked on that finish line while my ears were filled with a roar from the crowd, I heard my name and waved. And just like that, I became a Boston Marathoner in 3:32:09.

Boston 2018: Day 2 & 3

Saturday started out as a beautiful day, and then it got cold. We were thinking of maybe seeing a Sox game, but decided it was a bit too cold. I didn’t do too much because I didn’t want to overcook my legs. I got to have coffee and second breakfast at George Howell, which was great. I also stopped by a Nuun ambassador meet up briefly. Aside from that, I quickly checked out Heartbreak Running Co. After lunch, I headed back to the condo to relax and wait for my friend Sky to arrive. We hung out for a while before dinner. I spent an hour in the jacuzzi which was wonderful, and then went to dinner with my family down the street in Little Italy. I struggled to fall asleep but eventually slept pretty well.

Sunday I woke up bright and early, had breakfast and then my dad and I Uber’d down to the expo briefly. I got to test out the Normatech which was a great thing to do the day before the race, my legs felt so fresh and light after! Following that we grabbed an Uber to Tracksmith to try the newly launched Linden and True coffee, a joint effort between Ben and Sarah True and Des and Ryan Linden. It all worked out perfectly because I had a brunch to attend on Newbury shortly after with the Saucony crew.

We had brunch at the Met Back Bay, and there were 4 of us running and 3 spectators. All us runners were experiencing Boston for the first time, so that was pretty exciting! I had pancakes because well CARBS and I felt they were a safe GI choice. I went right back to the condo after brunch around 1:30pm and relaxed for the rest of the afternoon. I put my legs up, drank herbal tea, Nuun and water and prepared to work hard the next day.

After a pre-race chat with my coach, and laying out a massive pile of clothing and gear for the following day, there was really nothing else to do to prepare. Sky came over and we hung out for a bit before dinner. Dinner was downtown at Post 390 and was put on by John Hancock. We had some chips and guac followed by pasta and roast chicken, it was all very good. I had a couple of waters and was surprised by how many people were drinking. Shortly after dinner, a few special guests arrived, Joan Benoit-Samuelson and Bill Rogers! Joan came over and introduced herself and I asked her if she had advice for a Boston first-timer. She was super nice and very helpful.

I took an Uber home and went to bed, my wake-up time was 5am and I needed all the sleep I could get.

Boston 2018: Day 1

Woke up super early this morning, sleep has been a challenge, I keep waking up insanely early (3:30am today). Not sure if I went back to bed, but at 5:40am I gave up and began getting ready for the day. Our flight was at 9am, so we were leaving by 7:15am since we were flying out of Billy Bishop and not Pearson (woohoo!). The flight was quick and uneventful, I just wanted to arrive and head to the expo right away in pursuit of a certain donut themed shoe. The plan was for the Uber to drop my mom and I off at the expo, while my dad and brother continued on to the condo.

We arrived at the expo by 11:10am and it was already mayhem. The Saucony booth was right near the main entrance, so we found it immediately, and noticed the crowd of people and POLICE! The system was, grab a number, wait in line to be called and then hope your size is available once it’s your turn. We got #148 and #149 and joined the line.

We debated running to the washroom, but decided against it as the line was moving pretty quick and if your number was called and you weren’t there, you had to start all over again. Once we were called, a friendly “runner” (shoe runner that is, and potentially a runner-runner too) greeted us and asked what size we were after. “8.5? Oh yeah we’ve been out of that size for a while. 9 too. I can do mens’ 7 and 7.5”. I knew this would likely be the case, and expected to go for mens’. They fit great so it all worked out, but this is seriously the most insane Boston edition shoe release ever! What an epic marketing campaign this was! They also had donuts and iced-coffee available. Here’s what I ended up with:

The long-awaited Saucony x Dunkin Donuts Kinvara 9’s

Cute lifestyle Tee. And, it came with this sweet trucker hat!

Following that, we headed for the Cliff bar booth to sample new flavours. I ended up grabbing a box because I like to have something on hand for a quick snack and they have  protein in them as well as other macronutrients. It also came with the hat shown below!

We noticed a Lululemon truck around the corner and made a beeline for it, the plan was not to spend too much time at the expo because I wanted to go to Tracksmith ASAP and also have lunch. Lululemon had a few Boston pieces on offer and I went for this one:

Then I went upstairs to grab my bib and my mom went to scope out the Adidas gear. The bib pick-up process was very simple and the volunteers were super happy and genuine. The contents of the package are shown below, can you guess what my favourite part is?

Once I made it to the Adidas section, it began to be very overwhelming, so many people, so much stuff everywhere. It was time to go. I found my mom, we picked up a few pieces and joined the massive lineup at the cash.

Celebration jacket (mandatory purchase!)

BAA fleece (super cosy), it has the BAA logo on the arm.

Marathon t-shirt

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There were also these freebee’s, a poster with the name’s of every runner this year and a card holder.

We grabbed an Uber to Newbury st for Tracksmith. They are giving out runner packs this year which is pretty freaking amazing. I love Tracksmith and Ciele and they collaborated on a hat in the pack. The theme is bananas, which as well all know are a staple in every runners’ diet as well as every finish line. Pretty cute idea if you ask me!

We found my dad and brother on Newbury shortly after and scouted out somewhere for lunch. We decided on burgers at B.Good, they use good ingredients and my mom and I just got beef burgers on whole wheat and lemonades. Definitely hit the spot.

The final stop on the sportswear tour was Nike. I had been eyeing their Boston collection, but it never made it on the Nike site, so I eagerly awaited arriving here to see the goods! Love the colour of the green they used!

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I retired to the condo by 3pm to preserve my legs. It wasn’t much walking (I took 3 Ubers), and I plan to keep it that way.

Up next: dinner for my brother’s birthday at Alden and Harlow near Harvard!

Training Recap April 2-8, 2018

One. Week. To. Go. I know that isn’t much time but it still doesn’t feel real yet, even though I don’t think or talk about much else right now. I’m guessing that when we arrive on Friday morning and feel the energy of the city, that will change and the realization of the upcoming 42.2km will set in. Here’s how the week went:

Monday: OFF. Went for a walk with a friend and that is it!

Tuesday: Group WO, 20′ easy, 2×3’@5km, 4×90”@5km, 10’@MP, 20′ easy. This was fast and fun.

Wednesday: 45′ easy, ran in the rain for the first time in what felt like a very long time, which is lucky! It wasn’t so bad once I was out, but I dreaded it leading up to it. I also did core.

Thursday: 30′ easy, I ran in the morning because I had a massage before work. Typically, they suggest for me to take the day off running after a massage so I got it done before, easy since it was so short. I also did core.

Friday: 40′ easy in Toronto! Got up just after 4am PST to catch my early flight to Toronto and once that was all taken care of did an easy run in the beach with my Dad.

Saturday: WO for 1, 10′ easy, 12’@MP, 3×3’@10km, 12’@MP, 30′ easy. This felt great! Fun how marathon pace feels like a stroll in the park after 10km pace. It was also did my last practice with fuel before the race and everything went well!

Sunday: 70′ easy, this run felt very easy and my legs are feeling fresh. There was a wicked wind but aside from that it was perfect. I also did core.

Total Weekly Mileage: 60.3km

I’ll be spending this week in Toronto to relax and continue tapering before race day! I am not sure what I will fill my time with aside from the haircut I have planned and getting my #boston nails done.

Training Recap March 19-25, 2018

This week was pretty BIG. I was definitely tired going into it after the half last Sunday check out my Race Recap: Comox Half-Marathon  In less than 2 weeks I will be in Toronto and in 3 weeks I will be in Hopkinton waiting to start the race. I decided to go to Toronto the week before Boston to acclimate to East Coast time and relax before the race.

Monday: OFF. I actually took the day off and did no running, weights, or core!

Tuesday: I did strength in the morning, ran 60′ easy in the afternoon and then did core.

Wednesday: My WO’ was: 20′ easy, 4×2’@4:40, and then 12′ continuous running up and down a hill, 20′ easy, the hill part was absolutely BRUTAL.

Thursday: 70′ easy, did an out and back to the bog, we were lucky enough to catch the sunny part of the day for this. I also did an upper body and core workout.

Friday: 35′ easy, I ran to work.

Saturday: WO, 20′ easy, 8km @ 5 seconds slower than marathon pace, 2×1 mile @ half-marathon pace, 7km @ marathon pace, 3km @ half-marathon pace, 4km @marathon pace. This ended up being 30km, my last supersized workout of this training cycle!

Sunday: 2:10 easy, did a mix of road and trail, this was very hard by the end and my legs were absolutely DONE when I finished. I also did core.

Total Weekly Mileage: 94.3km

And now I taper! That means 2 days off running this week, (WHAT!?).

10 Signs You’re Training for a Marathon

In just 3 months, I will be toeing the start line of the Boston Marathon. I feel like even if you didn’t know I was training for a marathon, after quick look through my room (and my Strava) it would become pretty obvious. Here are 7 signs you’re training for a marathon:

1. You’re super stocked up on run fuel.

Can’t train for a long-distance event without fuel, so I have a bunch on hand for all the long runs I’ll be doing leading up to race day.

2. This is the view from your bed.

These are the medals I have received since living in BC, and my acceptance card for Boston 2018. #motivation

3. Your hydration game is on point.

Hydration is obviously very important in life as well as in endurance training and I like to replenish electrolytes by using Nuun.

4. Your training journal lives next to your bed.

Though my training schedule is kept on an excel doc, I also like to have it written in a training journal. I write down what the run is, any notes about how it went, what shoes I wore as well as when I do strength training.

5. The answer to have you seen…on Netflix is almost always YES! Recovery is a major part of training and admittedly, I spend a lot of my recovery time watching Netflix. Always accepting recommendations! Just started Black Mirror.

6. You have a stock-pile of running shoes ready to wear.

Saucony is my preferred brand of running shoes, especially Kinvara’s and the Freedom ISO’s. I have run in Saucony’s for all 3 of the marathons I have done and plan to run in them in Boston as well.

7. You have pre-scheduled your sports massages for the entire training cycle. What can I say, runners tend to like structure, routine and planning oh and massages, duh.

8. Reading for pleasure is mostly made up of running content.

Other reading I have done recently includes a 46 page power point presentation on nutrition for marathon running. I plan to print out some of the key slides and post them on the fridge.

9. You use running as a means of transportation. I am a big fan of the run commute. Instead of spending the time and money to get home and then run, I run home instead. It allows me to run while there’s still daylight, and saves time. No brainer. I also “ran” an errand the other day during my run commute home.

10. When people ask what you’re doing this weekend, you send them this meme:

Or this one:

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