Showing posts with label training. Show all posts
Showing posts with label training. Show all posts

Half Marathon Training Plan for the Not-So-Detail-Oriented

So I FINALLY have a race coming up.  Been kind of a slacker this year...  This spring, my only race was a 10k, the Bolder Boulder.  I didn't realize how much a spring half marathon jump starts the whole year for me.  Late this summer, I started going through withdrawals.  Crazy Ass was injured and so was Flash.  In order to keep motivated, I took the plunge and signed up for the Denver Rock 'n' Roll Half Marathon.  Of course, you can't do a half marathon without a training plan; so, off I went to find the latest Runner's World and see if there was a good plan inside.

If you have ever looked at one of these magazine training plans and had your eyes glaze over, then you totally get me.  LSD, Tempo, Speedwork, HMP, cross-train what?!??!!  Let me take a moment to decrypt some of this for you.

There are three basic running workouts you need to try to get in each week if you want to perform well in  a half marathon.  These workouts don't have to be on the same days each week, but I find that there are certain days that typically work out better than others.  I try to be flexible, though.  I have three kids...  I never know, from week to week, what craziness might come up.

LSD - Long Slow Distance run.  This is the cornerstone of half marathon training.  If you do nothing else in your training, be committed to your weekly LSD.  I usually do this on Sunday morning.  I set aside an hour or two to go out on a run that will eventually be twice as long as a run I might do during the week.  I start out by adding a mile to my typical weekday run.  Each week, I add a mile more.  After 10-12 weeks, I have the endurance for a half marathon, allowing for a slacker week or two. 

One mistake I sometimes make on my long run is going too fast.  It is SO important to go nice and slow.  There is absolutely no point in torturing myself for two hours every week; so, I try to focus on slowing down and enjoying the moment.  A few weeks ago, I went out too fast, and by the second half of my run, I started feeling overwhelmed by how much distance I still had to cover.  At that point, all I could do was keep running - one mile at a time.  At mile 7, I told myself, "Just keep running until you get to mile 8."  After a walk break at mile 8, "Just keep running until you get to mile 9."  By the way, I am totally ok with walk breaks, too.  I try to limit them to one minute every mile or two when starting out, and spread them farther apart as my training progresses.

Speedwork - There are a lot of ways to do speedwork.  It's essentially any workout you do with the specific goal of increasing your speed.  It can be a tempo run, interval training, hills, mile repeats, you get the idea. 

A tempo run is one in which, after a warm-up, you run at a consistent pace for 20 minutes, about 30 seconds slower than your 5K pace.  If you run a 5K in 30 minutes, then your tempo pace will be a 10:30 mile.  The important thing is to keep the pace consistent.  Then be sure to allow yourself a cool down after the 20 minutes.

Interval training allows you to run at a faster pace for a short period of time.  You might try going a minute faster than your 5K pace for two minutes and then walking or jogging for 2 minutes and repeating for 20-30 minutes.  Fartlek - yeah, I said "FART-lek" - is a kind of interval that has no prescribed pace, but instead you play around with different paces throughout your run.  Crazy Ass got me hooked on fartleks on the treadmill last year.  Our treadmill workout went like this:

Warm up - Set at a 4 for 5 minutes (15 minute pace)
Increase to a 6 for two minutes (10 minute pace)
Back down to 4 for a minute (15 minute pace)
Increase to 6.5 for two minutes (9:30 minute pace)
Back down to 4 for a minute (15 minute pace)
Increase to a 7 for two minutes (8:45 minute pace)
Back down to 4 for a minute (15 minute pace)
Increase to 7.5 for two minutes (8:00 minute pace)
Back down to 4 for a minute (15 minute pace)
Increase to 7 for two minutes (8:45 minute pace)
Back down to 4 for a minute (15 minute pace)
Increase to a 6.5 for two minutes (9:30 minute pace)
Back down to 4 for a minute (15 minute pace)
Increase to 6 for two minutes (10 minute pace)
Back down to 4 for a 5 minute Cool down (15 minute pace)

This workout lasts around 30 minutes, and it is SO exhilarating and really helps improve speed.  Adjust to fit your pace.

Another great way to improve speed is to do hill repeats.  Running hills works the hamstrings much like faster paces do, plus it helps teach your body how to deal with higher exertion-levels.

Regular Run - The third piece to half marathon training is just getting out doing regular runs of say 4-6 miles.  I try to fit at least one run in per week, in addition to the LSD and speedwork.  I'm sure a lot of people run more than three times per week, but as a running mom, three works great for me.  I don't worry too much about my pace on this run, but it's usually not quite as relaxed a pace as my LSD.  Where an LSD might by 11 minutes miles (remember I'm a tortoise!), my regular run is between a 10 and 10.5 minute pace.

Cross Training - My cross training consists of a little strength training each day.  I focus on core strength exercises, including plank, side plank, back bridge, chair raises.  I do calf raises, squats and lunges as low impact leg strength work.  As I have time, I throw in some swimming and yoga.

This is half marathon training for the not-so-detail-oriented.  Be as consistent as possible, while allowing for slip-ups too.  You can train in as little as 10 weeks, but for the best experience, try to allow 16 weeks, in case there are weekends you just can't get your long run in.  So many factors can get in the way - weather, birthdays, travel - I've found allowing myself to skip a long run gives me the opportunity to enjoy my life, too!

I'd love to hear about your race training.  Give me some tips...  My race is in two weeks, so I still have a little time to fit in some new ideas!

The Tortoise and the Hare

Since I began running back in 2008, at the prompting of my crazy-ass sister, I've always thought of myself as the tortoise, the one who beat the hare in the fable "The Tortoise and the Hare".  I called it "running" but let's face it, when my teenage son said "Mom, I could walk this fast", while plodding along-side me, he spoke the truth.  I may be slow, but three years later, I'm still running. 

It all started when Crazy-Ass suggested we do the Bolder Boulder.  I laughed.  Me, run?  You're serious?  She handed me a photo-copied page from Shape magazine, claiming a walk to run program could work for anyone.  Thirty pounds overweight due to a new job, three kids and TONS of other excuses, I thought, "This butt hasn't gotten any smaller using my walk to fridge program, so why not?"

Crazy-Ass wasn't a big time runner.  She had run a couple 5K's to impress a hot guy once.  Essentially, we'd be doing this walk to run thing together.  It was early in the season and Colorado is not known for its fine running weather in February; so, we figured we'd start out doing treadmill walk/runs at our own gyms and text eachother to keep motivated.  The plan looked something like this:

Week 1 - Walk 4 minutes / Run 1 minute.  Repeat for 30 minutes.
Week 2 - Walk 3 minutes / Run 1 minute.  Repeat for 30 minutes.
Week 3 - Walk 2 minutes / Run 1 minute.  Repeat for 30 minutes.
Week 4 - Walk 2 minutes / Run 2 minutes.  Repeat for 30 minutes.
Week 5 - Walk 2 minutes / Run 3 minutes.  Repeat for 30 minutes.
Week 6 - Walk 2 minutes / Run 4 minutes.  Repeat for 30 minutes.
Week 7 - Walk 1 minutes / Run 5 minutes.  Repeat for 30 minutes.
Week 8 - Walk 1 minutes / Run 7 minutes.  Repeat for 30 minutes.
Week 9 - Walk 1 minutes / Run 9 minutes.  Repeat for 30 minutes.
Week 10 - run for 30 minutes

Keep in mind, the Bolder Boulder is a 10K; so, we would have to make up the rest as we went along.

So, I decided to give the treadmill at work a try, given the fact it was the only treadmill I had access to at the time.  I found some athletic shoes I bought at a discount store, some old sweats and a t-shirt.  It was what I had laying around, and I was hoping it would pass for running clothes.  One day after work, I decided to swallow my pride and brave the workout room.  I peaked in the door and found, to my GREAT relief, that no one was there.  As I approached the treadmill, I thought of those cartoons I used to watch as a kid, in which a character would go flying off the back end of a treadmill that got going too fast.  That would be me, I was sure of it, flailing into some unsuspecting weight machine.  At least no one would be around to witness my demise.  Sure, I might bust my head open, but bleeding to death was surely better than subjecting myself to the humiliation of someone seeing me "run" on a treadmill for the first time!

I stepped onto the machine, hesitating as I tried to figure out the buttons.  "Manual" is always a good choice, I thought, so I pushed it.  I figured out that if I pushed the up arrow to 3, I could keep up as the belt went round and round.  I looked at the timer: 30 seconds in.  By the time it was time to run, I was working up a little bit of a sweat and had pushed the arrow up to 3.5 - Woohoo!  Now, what does it mean to run?  Hmmm....  I pushed the up arrow some more until I saw the readout say 4.8.  That feels pretty good.  Wow, am I really running?  Before I knew it, one minute was over and it was time to walk again.  I was a little disappointed as I pushed the arrow down to a walking pace.  That's it?  That's all I have to do?  Yes, even I can "run" for one friggin' minute, I thought. 

For the next 25 minutes, I imagined myself as a runner.  I visualized myself running outside on the street.  I thought about the runners I had driven past and thought - that guy's nuts!  I realized - that could be me!  And I was thrilled about it.  Truth be told, I was always envious of those loonies.  I thought to myself, I'm actually going to be one of those whack jobs huffing and puffing along the road, while sane passersby observe from their air-conditioned vehicles.  After years of hating running (I don't like all that jiggling!) I was finally doing it.  Granted, one minute at a time, but isn't that how you have to start everything?  One minute at a time?  One step at a time?  One word at a time?  Isn't that how we all learned to talk, walk, read, or ride a bike?  If only we had the patience with ourselves that we have with our children as we teach them these vital life skills.  I decided then and there to be patient with myself.  To be kind to myself.  To bless myself with 30 minutes a day to walk and run.  And a tortoise was born.