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Friday, March 22, 2019

#3 North Dakota - Fargo Marathon

When I finished the Chicago Marathon, my body felt so beat up that I wanted to take a break from marathoning for some time, perhaps indefinitely.  So it wasn't until late 2015, about 2 years later when I had finished my math degree and gotten married that spring that I was looking to get serious again about running long distances.  One thing I had come to love in my running journey was pacing, and I got invited to pace again at a race in Fargo, ND.  On that trip, I met the organizer for the Fargo Marathon pacers, and she recruited me to pace the marathon!! (I had only paced halves up until this point).  It seemed like such an exciting and awesome responsibility.

So Spring of 2016, I ran the Fargo Marathon as the 5:30 pacer. 

Well... almost.  

The morning we woke up to run the race, it was projected to be very hot as the day warmed up.  Low 80s in some parts of the country isn't that exciting, but in the spring where I live it is sort of unheard of.  I was still going to pace a relatively low-key time for me so I wasn't too worried about it.  Despite the fact I was told explicitly, that it was worth worrying about.  

Anyway, for the first 16 miles, I ran with a delightful group of people and felt totally 1000% fine.  Those runners then lagged behind and I accumulated another group of sorts around mile 18.  I have since learned that this is a really common pattern when pacing marathons.  At around 20 miles I decided it was finally time to take a bathroom break.  In doing so, I felt it was necessary to skip a water stop (bad move) to keep up the pace.  

So then around mile 22, I was sick, felt like I was going to throw up or something.  I would later learn this is how dehydration feels.  I just thought I was out of shape and felt terrible for over-committing myself, as I was no longer holding my pace.   Even though I had banked some, I was overriding that cushion.  I walked, I moped, I became a difficult person.  I told my remaining pace groupers, I wasn't holding my pace anymore, and encouraged them to go on ahead.   They didn't seem to care, but I felt bad anyway.  

After a few rough miles, I probably regained hydration (not sure), but I started to pick it up, and felt pretty okay again, considering how far I'd run.  I gained strength and started being able to actually run.  I even ran passed the groupers that I originally pushed ahead, and I gave it my all for the last mile and a half... 

and I came in at 5:35.

Now, when I tell non-runners about this time, they are always like "whoo-hoo you did it!"... but most runners realize, I did NOT do it.  

Here are the lessons I take away from the experience.  
1) Stay hydrated to the best of your ability.  The truth was that hubris made me think I could sail through that water stop, and I paid for it.  
2) Stay positive, even when it's not looking so good.  I was soo upset with myself, that I wasn't being that fun to run with.  Additionally, I had more ability than I thought to stay steady, and sending those people ahead didn't necessarily end up helping them.  

Despite this "mess-up", I've now paced this time and distance 3 more times, and it's gone rather well.  Second chances almost always exist and it's good to not let failure determine what you're capable of.   More importantly, pacing races has lead me to meet some of the most amazing friends and have some of the best experiences.  

The Fargo 2016 pace team

Saturday, March 16, 2019

In the time since facebook....

After inspiration from this youtube video, my boyfriend and I discussed seriously limiting our time on social media.  The youtubers divorce from all internet-ing, but that isn't a realistic option with my job or graduate work without making a hefty list of exceptions that would more or less defeat the purpose.  As you'll observe from the video, the primary area of concern is the issue of social media.  This also felt like a reasonable "internet sector" to isolate.  While my main social media trap is facebook, we are applying the same rules to all social media, lest it be a general problem.  We decided to lump in almost all phone games, because we've both wasted a fair amount of time there as well.  Exceptions are Pokemon while walking (exercise), and NYT crossword app as we usually do that together.

I will now write what I would post to facebook, if I were on facebook and not avoiding facebook...

Since "radically" diminishing my time on facebook to 30 mins / week, here's what I've observed:  

(Yes, it's been not a full 48 hours.... that's probably eye-opening as a start.... shush!) 

The increased productivity is all too clear.  While I still find ways to get distracted–the rest of the internet, the cats, my own mind–it's not nearly the toxic scroll of death.   It's been an all too reflexive go-to, whenever there is a moment's boredom.  

Idle time turns to creative thought, instead of the usual scrolling or game play.  I think about scripts for my potential youtube channel (might never happen), write blogs in my head, and sometimes just enjoy people watching or being more present in daily tasks.  

I do miss having the ease of casual connection with the 200+ people I more regularly interact with on my feed.  (Yes, I have 900+ "friends", but not everyone is exactly active).  

I am wondering about how to proceed post facebook fast... I'm loving the new-found freedom, but I don't want to permanently lose the sense of connection social media provides.  My past attempts at limiting my social media activity have been only partially (or maybe barely) effective.  One of my friends mentioned finding an add-on that removes your facebook news feed; I'm now seeing the value of that tool.  

While many have spoken to the negative psychological effects of seeing everyone's "highlight reel", the oppression of political discussion, and yada yada,  I haven't felt this so much.   I'm at a place in my life where comparison, while known as the thief of joy, isn't very enticing to me.   That said, perhaps there are latent affects that I'm unaware of,  the results of which I may not see until I spend more time away.  

In short summary, I'm pleased with the still brief foray into a world without never ending scroll.