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Direction by committee

(Note: I am seriously behind on blog posts; this one should have been posted Sunday or Monday. Please send all your complaints to the Douglas College chemistry department.)

You say tomato, I say tomAto.

This is the map of the route we were supposed to run Sunday.

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This is the map of the route we actually ran Sunday.

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Pretty much totally the same.

Yes folks, the lost runner in me struck again. But hey, a few added hills never hurt anyone right… right? As one of my favourite running chicks noted, we weren’t lost, we were exploring.

Two hours in the trails – just look at this beauty!

Next time, we do planks!

Next time, we do planks!

And with a water station on route, we were totally set – lost or not!

Riddle me this: How many running chicks does it take to wash a dropped shot block?

How many running chicks does it take to wash a dropped shot block?

SUNDAY RUN DAY:
8:45 a.m. BG before: 6.7
Carbs: banana + dried apricots 30 min b/f and 15 min b/f (no bolus)
Temp. basal: -50 per cent; – 70 per cent; -30 per cent
Workout: 2 hours: alternating 30′ easy with 10′ at half marathon pace
Distance: 19.28 km
Average pace: 6:13 min/km
BG: @25′ 5.7; @45′ 5.1; @70′ 8.0; @100′ 10.1
Fuel: shot blocks and sports drink – continuous
BG after: 15.7 😦

Seems I had the opposite blood sugar problem this time around compared to the last few Sundays. For this run, I pre-programmed a basal setting on my pump that was about half the reduction from my normal settings and then I started out with a 50 per cent reduction on top of that, upped it to -70 per cent at the 25′ mark, and then when I saw they were rising about an hour into the run, lowered it to -30 per cent. I was also taking in fuel right from the get-go – I did not want to be dealing with lows on this run. Apparently, it wasn’t the proper math all around. See above.

Blargh! One of these days I will figure this bloody thing out!

BMO Vancouver 8 km race recap

I’m not going to lie and say I wasn’t disappointed with my first race back. Sure my stats look pretty darn decent: 11th in my age category (30-34); 72nd out of 490 women running; and 163rd overall out of 861 runners. But my finish time wasn’t the time I wanted.

I went into the BMO Vancouver 8 km race yesterday morning with the intention of completing in 42:00 minutes. That did not happen. My Garmin time at 8 km was 44:03 and my chip time was 45:17.

I don’t want to be the girl with excuses because my mantra for this race all along has been no excuses and by the time this post is complete I hope you will agree that I am not, in any way, excusing myself. But there were obstacles.

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With a 6:30 a.m. start time, I was out of bed by 3:30 and eating a Zbar and water breakfast by 4 – a time my body does NOT associate with eating. If I did the math correctly, which is debatable, my basal rates are about 30 per cent less than they are in my regular breakfast eating hour. No biggie, I thought, I’ll just increase the basal by 30 per cent for a couple hours and I’ll be good to go. Ahhh, but the meal was also not a typical breakfast meal for me, and while I’ve eaten Zbars as snacks for years and have had no problems with them, I think combined with the race jitters, the early eating hour, and the fact it wasn’t my typical steel cut oats and nut butter for breakfast (my body is all about routine) my blood sugars skyrocketed.

One hour post breakfast, my BG was 12.4. I gave myself a slight correction and tested a half hour later; they were 11.2. Fifteen minutes after that, they were down to 9.1. And so I thought, okay, I’ve got to take a couple Clif shot blox before the start, and seeing as how my BG is going down, and how I’ll be running shortly, I’ll only give a partial bolus for them. BIG, BIG, HUGE MISTAKE!!! When I crossed the finish line, my BG was sitting at 13.9. Twenty minutes later – after a BG correction no less – they were at 17.1!!! Are you freaking kidding me???

So, there was that.

And then there was the start. Twenty minutes before the race was supposed to start, I did as Coach NZ instructed and warmed up. I ran up and down the pavement at an easy pace, and then mixed in a few sprints to wake my legs up. (I also did a 7-minute warmup earlier in the  Skytrain station while waiting for the first train.) Not long before the race was to begin, I jostled my way through the crowds and waited… and waited… and waited some more. I looked at my watch; it was past 6:30. By 6:45, people were grumbling.

I turned my music on, moved my feet from side to side, bounced up and down, tried to stay in the zone. But I could feel my formerly warm legs cooling. Finally at 7 a.m., with no explanation as to what the hold-up was, the race was underway.

And so, there was that.

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Pre-warmup warmup 😀

There was also my poor decision of positioning. From what I could see, there were no designated corrals for us to line up in based on our estimated finish times, and so I chose to position myself about midway through the crowd. I didn’t want to hold up the super speedy group, but also didn’t want to be held back by slower runners. I thought it was a good choice, but nope, it was not. Unfortunately, others didn’t think about their positioning like I did. Unfortunately, others thought they were a lot speedier than they truly were. Unfortunately, I spent a good kilometre or so weaving in and around slower runners, stop and walkers, and one guy who thought it wise to start running backwards in hopes of enabling his running partner to catch up with him – right as I was barrelling head on into him.

And so, there was that.

But the thing is, I’m sure I wasn’t the only one facing those issues. Yes, my diabetes got in the way, but I’ve been able to fight through the effects of boobetes before. But yesterday, I didn’t. I didn’t work hard enough to battle the “just give up already” demons in my head. I didn’t work hard enough to find that extra oomph in my step. I didn’t dig deep enough within myself to pull out a finish I could truly, truly be proud of. And yes, I know this was my first race back post pregnancy, and no, I am not completely beating myself up over the results, but what I am doing is figuring out where I went wrong, and what I can do to try and ensure it doesn’t happen again.

But hey, I did manage to pull out a sprint in the last 200 metres to ensure the super fit looking guy creeping up next to me did not cross that finish line before me.

And so, there was that 😀

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Plus, I had the best cheerleader of all, so that was pretty freaking awesome! (He took his sleeping uncle’s bib number ;))

BMO RACE DEETS:

  • 6:25 a.m. BG before: 9.1
  • Carbs: 2 Clif shot blox (16 grams) no bolus
  • Distance: 8.25 km (on Garmin)
  • Average pace: 5:30 min/km
  • Garmin time: 44:03 (at 8 km)
  • Chip time: 45:17
  • 7:50 a.m. BG after: 13.9

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What? I’m not supposed to be re-hydrating with beer? 😉