Here, there and everywhere…

I can’t believe how fast this year has gone by so far. It seems just like yesterday that I was preparing to head off to Kenya and here I am 6 months later preparing to head off to Font Romeu for another training camp.

Since the beginning of the year I’ve; travelled 29,500 miles,
ran 2024 miles (to the beginning of this week)
raced 15 times,
won 7 of those races and came dead last in one,
recorded 3 PBs (and 1 unofficial PB),
gained 2 GB vests and 1 European vest,
won 1 European gold medal, 2 English championship silver medals and 1 British championship bronze medal!
Not too bad if I do say so myself.

Team Gold for myself and my amazing team mates

Team Gold for myself and my amazing team mates

During all of this there have been some great highs and along with the occasional lows. I’ve spoken about my early year lows in earlier blogs so I’m not going to go over that again. Going out to Kenya really changed my year around. I came back full of confidence and it showed in my spring racing. I carried that through to the summer and hit some good races.

Out of everything I’ve done so far this year the performance which means the most to me is finally winning the Blaydon Race. Blaydon is a huge race here in the North East. With 4000 competitors it’s the second biggest race in the region behind the Great North Run but to most of the local club runners it holds more esteem than the GNR. It has a grand tradition and the list of winners on the ‘Chainbridge Rose Bowl’ which now sits proudly on my mantel piece, is amazing and there’s even more legends listed on the men’s trophy.

The Chainbridge Rose Bowl - presented annually to the winning female of the Blaydon Race

The Chainbridge Rose Bowl – presented annually to the winning female of the Blaydon Race

I first ran Blaydon as a 16 year old back in 1995 where I won the u18 award. I absolutely loved the event and ever since then I have wanted to win the race. In the intervening 20 years I have only missed 4 runnings. I’ve had some nightmare runs but my highest finish before this year was 2nd when I was only 9 seconds behind Justina Heslop back in 2010.

This year I didn’t know what to expect. As usual there was a couple of Africans competing and I was standing on the start-line just 72 hours after a gruelling track 10,000m in 32 degrees heat!! As usual the start was crazy fast. I tried to hold back a bit as I wasn’t sure exactly how my legs were going to react. I knew it was going to be really good or really bad – no in-between! I found myself in the lead after just 400m and I never let it go. Going through 5k in 15.32 (unofficial PB – if only they had a timing mat there!) I did slow a little over the final 2.5 miles as we hit the few drags on the course but I held on for a convincing 31 second win and finally achieved my long time goal of winning Blaydon.

Finally winning Blaydon. I really need to work on my winners face though!!

Finally winning Blaydon. I really need to work on my winners face though!!

Coming into Blaydon was amazing and reminded me of last year’s Commonwealth Games. The crowd were loud and I had time to enjoy them. One of the best parts was seeing my 6 year old nephew cheering for me and jumping up and down with excitement. He came running over at the end shouting ‘you won, you won’. Mind you, he then spotted an inflatable slide and soon forgot about me! Kids!!!

There have been a lot of other amazing experiences – standing on top of the podium singing God Save the Queen with 3 other amazing team mates having won the European Team 10,000m is something that I’ll remember for a life time. It was a bitter sweet reward for what was a disappointing run for me. A race which we all described as the toughest of our lives, running in 32 degrees, was never going to be pretty. I set off steady with the hope of maintaining my pace rather than slow as the race went on. Unfortunately that didn’t work out and my last 3k was pretty much a death march. The finish area looked like a war zone with bodies sprawled out or curled up in the foetal position everywhere. 3 out of our 4 runners ended up semi-conscious or unconscious at the end. I wasn’t too bad immediately after finishing, I did have a little lie down, Lily helped me up but then I went out cold whilst walking back round to the kit area. I just wanted an early sleep! Everyone gave it their absolute all out on the track and whilst some, including me, where disappointed in their individual performance we all gave it everything for the team, each of us pushing through the pain knowing that every second counted and we were rewarded with the team gold.

Grabbing a sponge to cool myself down mid race

Grabbing a sponge to cool myself down mid race

Following my PB earlier in the year at Trafford I was very honoured to be selected to represent Team Europe at the AJC Peachtree Cup in Atlanta. This was a really amazing trip. Not many get the opportunity to represent Europe so when I got asked I jumped at it. The Peachtree 10k is the worlds largest 10k with 60,000 participants running the 6.2miles from Buckhead, Atlanta, straight down Peachtree Road to Piedmont Park. The course is pretty unique with only one turn in the whole distance which comes just before 6miles. It’s a tough little course with just under the first 3 miles downhill then a steady climb up to just before 6miles before you take that left-hand turn and a nice downhill finishing 600m. Being held on 4th July the crowds which line the streets are huge, even with the 7.20am start time and crap weather.

Start of the Peachtree Cup, Atlanta

Start of the Peachtree Cup, Atlanta

I didn’t run particularly well. Solid but not great. Times were down across the board in my race so I’m not too concerned about that, I knew I wasn’t in PB shape as I’ve missed a lot of training due to racing and travel the last month and a bit.

The whole weekend was amazing. I think until you experience it, you don’t really understand how much Americans really LOVE 4th July – it’s massive and it really added to the whole experience. On the Saturday night after the race we were lucky enough to be taken to watch the Atlanta Braves baseball match courtesy of Atlanta Track Club. We were hosted in the ATC suite (box to us Brits) where we had all the free food and drink you could ask for. I don’t think there is anything more American than watch baseball, whilst drinking Bud and eating pizza and hot dogs on 4th July!! I didn’t really understand what was going on on the pitch but I had a great night and met some lovely people and I’m hugely grateful that I was given this opportunity.

A night at the baseball thanks to Atlanta Track Club

A night at the baseball thanks to Atlanta Track Club

Unfortunately my journey home was a bit of a nightmare and I ended up with a 29 hour delay in Orlando!! Yes, a day in the sun in Orlando sounds great, but when you just want to get home it’s not the best. My flight involved a change in Orlando and after circling above the airport for over 30 mins waiting for a break in the weather, we had an aborted landing due to an electrical storm so we got diverted to Fort Myers. By the time the storm cleared and we got back up to Orlando my onward flight to Manchester had departed.

Thankfully Delta put me on the next flight which was the next night but as the diversion had been a result of the weather they did not provide a hotel for the night. Luckily I found a reasonably priced hotel, got some sleep and then spent the day by the pool before returning to the airport for my flight only for the airport to be closed again due to another storm which resulted in another 3 hour delay. Thankfully we eventually got on our way and after a glass of wine and a sleeping tablet the next thing I knew I was back in Manchester!

Carnage at the end of a hot hard race in Sardinia.

Carnage at the end of a hot hard race in Sardinia.

So, now focus has switched to marathon training again. I love marathon training. My favourite run of the week is the long run and during marathon training these runs really are long – 22-26 miles and I love them. Recently someone said to me that they get bored doing easy long runs. I don’t understand that – I couldn’t do it if it bored me. I totally love running. Yes it can bring some bad days, days when you are in heavy training and all you want to do is lie in bed and sleep for an extra hour but you drag yourself out and get the miles in as on the whole there’s more good days than bad and that’s how we achieve our goals and dreams. It rarely feels a chore or a job.

Some very true words from the great late Ron Clarke

Some very true words from the great late Ron Clarke

I would usually do a 12-14 week build up for a marathon but I figured that because I’m going into the build-up in pretty decent shape that I’ll cut this down to 10 weeks so that I don’t overdo things. I’d rather get to the start line slightly undercooked than overcooked or have to miss it because I’m injured.

The beautful trails of Font Romeu - a runners paradise

The beautful trails of Font Romeu – a runners paradise

Most of my training will be done in Font Romeu. I travel out there a week on Monday for 6 weeks. I’ve been very lucky to get the camp mostly funded by UKa, I only have to pay for my flights. I know I respond really well to altitude training so I’m looking forward to it. I will try my best to update more regularly whilst over there but if you want to keep track of my daily training I post it all on Strava https://www.strava.com/athletes/3167729 The hardest part of all will be trying to resist the almond croissants and Nutella crepes!!

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Stick to your plans…

Last weekend I went down to London to watch the marathon. I was insanely jealous of all the runners pounding the streets, it’s not billed as the greatest race on earth for no reason. I had athletes who I coach and a lot of friends running. It was also Paula Radcliffe’s last competitive marathon; I couldn’t miss that!!

I will never apologise for the admiration I have for Paula and I’m not afraid to admit that I was nervous for her or that I shed a tear when she passed me at mile 21.5 and again when I saw her cross the finish line. I am honoured to have been part of Paula’s journey to the start-line. But there was also times when I was worried that I may have played my part in her not making the start-line. I knew what she had gone through in the previous 8 weeks since pulling up injured mid run out in Kenya. Injuries had plagued her since and she had to use all of her famous grit and determination just to get herself to the start-line in one piece. I kind of feel a little bit responsible for pushing the pace on the long runs even though she said I was killing her.

'Half wheeling' on the long run

‘Half wheeling’ on the long run

Everyone knows what Paula has achieved but I don’t think most people truly understand just how incredible her 2.15.25 really is. To really understand the speed of it you need to try and run just half a mile in 2.35 or a mile in 5.10 – that’s how fast she ran for 26.2 consecutive miles. To put it in perspective – the PB I recently ran at Trafford 10k, which still tops the UK rankings for 2015 and that I excitedly text her about, is 26 seconds SLOWER than her average 10k splits during her 2.15!! MIND BLOWING!!

Last weekend social media was awash with tweets and Facebook statuses of #thankspaula. Messages sent from athletes of all levels, joggers to pros, from across the world. Many noting how she has helped and inspired them in their running journeys, many just thanking her for creating great sporting memories. From social runners to Olympic medalists, most female runners have been inspired by her in some shape or form.

I earned top 'good daughter' marks with this

I earned top ‘good daughter’ marks with this

I have a lot to thank Paula for. It was watching her smash the distance in 2002-2005 that inspired me to move up to the marathon, to challenge myself and push myself beyond my limits. This year alone we have shared miles, laughs, tears and traumas. She has helped to turn me around. She has lifted my confidence and stopped me from making silly mistakes again. She has hugged me and wiped away my tears when I was hurt and I have done the same for her. She has become a friend and mentor. But most importantly she has made me believe in myself once more and for that I truly do thank her from the bottom of my heart.

Because of Paula I was very nearly out pounding the roads of London on Sunday. Towards the end of the Kenya camp I was out on a run with her when she planted the idea of me running London into my head. She thought I was in good enough shape to run a big PB. At first I didn’t think much of it as I didn’t have a number but the more I thought and the more I chatted to her about it, the more I thought she may be right and it may be a good idea to give it a go.
Bearing in mind this was only about 8 weeks prior to the race so I knew that it would be a bit of a rushed build up but also knew that it would only take a few longer runs to get me into good marathon shape so thought why not make enquiries. A few emails and I had a number! I did ask the organisers to allow me until after Reading Half Marathon to make my final decision and they agreed to this.

To be 100% honest I still wasn’t completely convinced that this was a good idea but the more I spoke to Paula the more she convinced me that it was. She kept on reiterating I was in great shape, I kept arguing the opposite. I raced Trafford 10k 6 days after I returned home from Kenya and ran a PB of 32.29. That showed me I was in better shape than I thought and the ‘I told you so’ text from Paula confirmed what she had been telling me, I was in good shape, it was just a case of me believing it!!

Trafford 10k - 32.29PB Photo credit: Dan Wyre

Trafford 10k – 32.29PB
Photo credit: Dan Wyre

So a slight change to my training to add some longer tempos and longer long runs and I was giving it a go. Paula offered to mentor me to make sure I didn’t trash myself by squashing too much into the short time frame. My longest tempo was 16 miles. For this I used a local 20 mile race which was made up of 20 x1mile loops of a park – yes I know – totally nuts!! This didn’t go exactly to plan and I didn’t quite hold the pace I wanted to for as long as I wanted. It made me think that I wasn’t quite as ready for a marathon as I thought I may be so we made a deal that if I ran sub 71 at Reading I would do London, if not then I would go back to plan A and just focus on Berlin in September.

Reading was a solid run for me but I did fade a bit in the latter miles and I slipped outside of the 71 minute mark, that was my mind made up, I wasn’t running London, though I did still volunteer my services as a pacer if I was needed.

Training has gone back to what I had originally planned. The big aim for the year is still to run fast in Berlin and I have started to focus on doing some speed work and getting ready for the Highgate 10,000m in the short term. Apart from running like an idiot at Brighton 10k so far everything is going to plan. I’m racing Sunderland 10k this weekend and I’m really looking forward to the next few months where I can try and build some speed over the shorter distances, I’m even going to test myself out over 1500m at the North Easterns, so if you want a good laugh get yourself down to Gateshead Stadium on May 24th to witness that!

Reading Half top 3 Brits selfie

Reading Half top 3 Brits selfie

I’ve spent some time the last few weeks strengthening the support team around me to help me get the best out of myself at Berlin. I’m still working with Julie Twaddle for my strength and conditioning but this two man team has now expanded. I now have two great mentors in place to help guide me through the rest of my training. One is an absolute guru of the sport, in my opinion one of the best coaches in the world and has a vat of experience of coaching on an Olympic and World level, which speaks for itself. Whilst I won’t claim that they know everything about the sport, I don’t believe any coach or athlete does, but they have probably forgotten more about coaching and competing than most will ever know.

I’ve been very fortunate to gain support from John Dennis and his team at Physio Haus in Jesmond. John is giving me free treatment as and when needed to make sure my body is kept in peak condition to allow me to run fast. I’ve also enlisted the help of Renee McGregor in sorting my nutrition out. Again Renee is one of the best in the business, if you want some great nutrition info you can’t go wrong in checking out her book Training Food. And of course I’ve got Ian, my partner, standing trackside with the stopwatch every Tuesday night.

I believe that to become the best you need to learn from the best. As the old saying goes, ‘if you want to soar with the eagles, don’t hang around with the turkeys’. Needless to say, I’m excited and ready for what lies ahead!

Some solid advice from Paula

Some solid advice from Paula

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Kenya 2015

As I am now entering my final week here in Kenya I thought it was about time I actually got my butt into gear and write a blog about it. I had intended to write a weekly blog but my busy schedule up here has meant that I simply haven’t been able to find the time to sit down and do it!

A typical day here in Kenya comprises of the following:
7.15am Alarm
7.45am Daily stats – we keep a track of various things such as O2 sats, weight, muscle soreness, irritability etc to check for any signs of over doing it or illness.

8am Morning run. Anything from 5 miles through to 12 miles

9am Breakfast (or slightly later is ran longer)
10am Gym for weights/core/stretching/drills or sometimes pool for walking drills.
12.30pm Lunch – usually soup, rice lentils
Afternoon spent resting or chilling out in the club or getting physio/massage
3.30pm Tea and snacks
5pm evening run usually 5 miles plus maybe some strides
6pm Pilates or gym for stretches
7pm Dinner – usually beef or chicken stew with ugali and rice or pasta, salad and cabbage or kale. Occasionally we get pizza, which gets us all very excited and cake days are like christmas.
Evening is spent chilling out in the club with a hot chocolate or if feeling particularly tired an early night watching something on the iPad.

Relaxing at Kerio View post Sunday long run - I'm too interested in my cake to look at the camera!!

Relaxing at Kerio View post Sunday long run – I’m too interested in my cake to look at the camera!!

Life does get very repetitive, especially the food. But we are in the ideal environment for training and recovering hard so we just accept it and get on with it. I know I am very privileged to be given the opportunity to come here every year and I truly am thankful as I know how much it helps with my training and performances but that doesn’t change the fact that you still miss your family and friends whilst here.

It is by no means a holiday up here, theres no safari etc just lots of hard training, recovering, eating and sleeping. The near 100 miles per week of running aside you can actually become very lazy here as you don’t have to do things like go shopping, cook, clean. The club is only 100m from the camp gate but it can seem a struggle to drag yourself up some days. Whilst I love it here, I don’t think I could do it for more than 4-5 weeks at any one time!

Pre Kenya lab testing thanks to Sunderland University Sport and Exercise Sciences department

Pre Kenya lab testing thanks to Sunderland University Sport and Exercise Sciences department

We are lucky this year that the internet has been pretty good so I have been able to facetime home quite a bit but nothing can replace a big fat hug from your little nephew and cousin.

Luckily I’ve never had any major issues whilst being up here as I can only imagine how hard that must be for people. Even though Paula did a great job of looking after me through a very minor issue, there is nothing like a loved ones hug or voice when you aren’t feeling too well.
So far (touchwood) training has gone really well. Just before I came out here I did some testing in the labs at Sunderland University and the results suggested that I was in better shape than what I thought. My biggest problem was that my head wasn’t as fit as my body.

Putting the work in onthe track with Paula keeping a watchful eye on us

Putting the work in onthe track with Paula keeping a watchful eye on us

After a disastrous December and beginning of January I was very low on confidence. I had started to train quite well again but wasn’t convinced that I was in any decent shape, even after seeing my results  from the testing, which were my best ever. I knew that I would get very fit whilst out here in Kenya but the first week here was a bit troublesome as I struggled with the demons in my head.

Thankfully we have a fantastic support crew out here. We had Paula Radcliffe here as camp lead and Steve Vernon was here as camp coach and after sitting chatting through my training with them and getting a good first workout in my confidence began to grow.

Long run with Paula

Long run with Paula

Once I found my happy place, my training picked up and I have produced some great workouts. I’ve been doing most of my running with Emma Clayton and Elle Vernon and we were working really well together. We were happy to all run at a sensible easy pace and not end up pushing on or racing each. On my long runs I run with Paula and again we work well together, setting a good steady pace but not thrashing each other. Though she did comment on one of the runs that I was killing her with the pace – I took that as a compliment as I was finding it very comfortable at that point!

The whole gang at the end of our first track workout

The whole gang at the end of our first track workout

It’s been amazing having Paula around, training with her, hanging out with her and most importantly learning from her. Any questions I’ve had on more-or-less any subject she has been happy to sit and chat and answer them. Despite her fierce approach to training and racing she is lovely and very friendly and we’ve had a great laugh together. It does get pretty bizarre when she is asking ME advice on what to do in training or I’m telling her off for trying to push too far when she needs to be sensible and stick to plans!! Encouraging her on runs and asking her if she is ok when she was going through a bad patch on a long run and struggling to keep up, felt like I was patronising her at first and there was a lot of apologising on my behalf but she soon just felt like one of the group, the apologising stopped and I spoke to her the same I would with any other athlete without any worries.

My track workouts and tempos have been a massive step up from what I did here this time last year so that is a great positive. Again it has helped that I have had a great group of girls to run them with. The group isn’t massive with a maximum of 5 of us but with quality athletes like the above mentioned to train with you don’t need a large group, you just need to get on the train, put your head down and do the work.

Soaking my legs in the pool post long run.

Soaking my legs in the pool post long run.

So with just under a week to go before I get home, its all about finishing off on a high. Im not planning on doing anything silly this week, just keep it the same as the previous 3 weeks – lots of easy/steady running and a couple of good hard workouts. I plan on racing a local 5k on the Tuesday night when I get back to a) see exactly what shape i am in and b) experiment to see how I perform after only 36-48 hours down from altitude as this is meant to be one of the best windows for performance. I may then race the last Harrier League XC on 14th March but that will be dependant on how I readapt to sea level. After that my next race is Reading Half Marathon on 22nd March where hopefully, I will run much better than last year and maybe even sneak a PB!

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In at the deep end…

A key aspect to any good training programme is that it is flexible to allow for changing circumstances and this was well and truly highlighted for me last week.

The ink didn’t even have time to dry on my latest plans before I got a phone call which changed them again.

MW: Alyson, Its Mick Woods. Edinburgh cross country next Saturday, do you want to run for Great Britain.

ME: Mick, are you still drunk from New Year? Me, run XC for GB?!

MW: No, not drunk and yes we want you in the team. You were a reserve and we’ve had a few drop outs.

ME: Erm, ok then, yes I’d love to!

Selection letter

Selection letter

Linking back to my last blog, this would be a perfect example of where having a coach would come in very useful, as I could give them a ring and see if I was doing the right thing.  But not having a coach I accepted.

Many of you may be thinking that I’m crazy and my own worst enemy after what I said about resting and not racing again until March but sometimes you have to grab opportunities with both hands and go with it.

My lack of love for cross country is no secret.  It is definitely not my strong point.  But, at my age, will I ever get the chance to represent GB on the country again? Probably not and that’s me being realistic.

So, if you want a good laugh on Saturday afternoon, tune into BBC1 at 14.00 (Yes it’s live on national TV – no biggy!!) and see me suffer around 6k of what looks like is going to be gale force winds and a mud bath.  This is why I put all the hard work in!!

Start list for my race

Start list for my race

Never give up on your dreams and NEVER let anyone tell you you can’t achieve something.

Carpe Diem

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Decisions, decisions…

What do you do when you are alone in a Parisian hotel at 1am on a Monday morning suffering with post-race insomnia?  Write a blog update of course!!

I’ve been meaning to sit down and write a new blog for weeks now but I’ve never had time to actually do it until now so I might as well use this spare time wisely!

Racing for 2014 is over now and I’ve just ran my worst race of the year here in France.  Nothing to panic about, it was just one race too many for my tired body.

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Temple Park XC

 

Since Glasgow I haven’t really given myself much rest and recovery and I’m now starting to pay for that.  I came out of the Games injured and got stuck into rehab straight away to hopefully keep my time-out to a minimum.  Looking back it was probably the worst thing I could have done.  I should have let my body and mind enjoy some down time and recover well instead of trying to get back into training as soon as possible.  Getting injured at the Games put me in to a ‘I need to rescue something from this year’ mindset.  The fact that I had ran a fast 10k and half marathon already went out of my head completely!  So as soon as I could run again I started back and slowly but surely built the miles up until I was eventually running 90 miles a week again.

That would be fine if all else was simple but it wasn’t.  I was still feeling the emotional trauma from the Games and at the same time that the miles started to rack up again so did the hours at work.

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Enjoying Heaton Memorial 10k back in November

 

I know there are plenty of people out there who fit in their training around a full time job without any difficulty but right now my 20 -25 hours a week have risen to 35+ hours a week which considering the times I work has meant getting up at 5.15am some mornings to fit in my morning run before going to work, then the gym, then an evening run session and not getting back into the house until gone 9pm.  Exhausting!

I don’t have the most stressful job in the world but right now there are a lot of changes going on and this raises the stress levels.  The uncertainty of not knowing what is happening, how things are going to turn out, if you are even going to still have a job in a few months. It soon starts to take its toll.

Add in to the equation that good nutrition goes out of the window.  On some shifts I only get a 20 minute break so trying to grab something healthy and nutritious is quite hard.  I try to prepare lunches to take into work with me but they tend to be ham salad sandwiches or just ham salads and then by the time I get home it’s too late for a big meal so I just grab a bowl of granola. Looking back I can see that this wasn’t ideal and certainly not enough to fuel a daily training load of upwards of 15 miles.

Wise words from the great man himself

Wise words from the great man himself

I kind of knew I was doing wrong at the time, as I mentioned to my physio that I was running high miles even though I didn’t really need to but I get sucked in and started to convince myself that 90 miles a week wasn’t really that much!

What’s the big deal?  I’ve ran bigger weeks than this before and survived ok.  I rana decent time at Leeds Abbey Dash, which is what I wanted so what was the problem?

The problem was, I was starting to feel overly fatigued.  My sessions were beginning to suffer a little, my resting heart rate was creeping up, even though I was training hard I was truggling to get to sleep on a night and when I did drop off I would have restless night and I was starting to feel run down.

Getting killed by Rosie Smith at Saltwell 10k. Great running by her

Getting killed by Rosie Smith at Saltwell 10k. Great running by her

I ran Saltwell 10k just before Christmas and it was here that the alarms bells really started to sound.  My heart rate was sky high for the speed I was running and I almost passed out when I finished.  I decided to take a very easy week leading up to the Houilles 10k last Sunday and then promised myself a rest week after it.

I’m really good at advising people to respect rest and don’t push your body too far but it’s quite easy to overlook these things yourself.  You get wrapped up in mileages and sessions and tell yourself just get through this next race then I’ll take it easy but in reality all you are doing is digging yourself into a deeper hole.

I hate the term ‘overtraining’ as I firmly believe that in an impact sport like running the body will break physically before it burns out physiologically.  I prefer to use the term ‘overreaching’ where you start to push your body beyond what it is currently capable of and I think I have definitely done this recently so its tie for a week of completely no running for me and see how I feel after that.  I tend to be good at being honest with myself in terms of rating fatigue levels but sometimes my judgement does get clouded, I’m only human. Hopefully the hole isn’t already too big and I can climb out of it unscathed and learn from the stupid mistakes I’ve made!

 

The question is, how am I going to make sure this doesn’t happen again?

Many athletes, not just elite, rely on coaches to keep them from doing stupid things, like responding to symptoms of over doing it by training harder!  So is it time I looked for a coach to work with?  I’ve worked with coaches in the past and enjoyed it.  I liked how they took away the stress of the planning and having someone else there to chat things through if anything goes wrong.  Of course though, one of the biggest advantages of having a coach is having that second set of eyes to observe you, either in person or by training stats, and tell you when you need to step it up or more importantly, back off!

Most elite athletes know their bodies very well and can easily guide themselves when it comes to training.  I’ve done pretty well coaching myself over the last 2 and a bit years.  I’ve smashed my PB at every distance and made quite a few teams.

I’ve enjoyed the flexibility I’ve had by being self-coached and I like that there is no one else to blame for not achieving my goals other than me.  But I’m now starting to question myself if I have taken myself as far as I can and do I now need some more structured input?  Do I know how to move myself on down towards a 32 dead 10k, that elusive sub 70 half marathon and sub 2.30 marathon?

The faster lads that I have been coaching have recently left the group and joined another coach at another club.  Not only does this mean that I have lost my training partners but it has also knocked my confidence in my coaching and has made me question my coaching skills further.  If they don’t think I can coach them to a 16 minute 5k or a 34 minute 10k, how can I expect to coach myself to world class times?

I am grateful for everything I have achieved this year as I know that there are many runners who would kill to do the same

I am grateful for everything I have achieved this year as I know that there are many runners who would kill to do the same

Is it time I looked for new ideas from a new coach or do I just carry on as I have been doing and hope for the best?

One thing I do know is that I won’t be making any rash decision.  I am going to think long and hard over this and weigh it all up.  Look up my options.  Really think about who would I ask to coach me? Would I want a local coach so they can see me train on a regular basis and which would most likely also mean a group or at least someone to train with. Or would I be happy with a distance coach and continue to train by myself, with possible company here and there and just communicate via email etc?

There is certainly a lot to think about.  Luckily January is a quiet month for me so I am just going to tick over in training, no races and then I’m heading off to Kenya for a one month training camp.  I’ll have some good people there to chat through all my options with and hopefully I’ll come home with a decision having been made.

Whatever I decide to do, I’m hoping that 2015 will be faster, stronger, better than 2014!

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Hopefully its not the end of the road just yet…

 

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North East Blogger Awards

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It is with great pleasure and surprise that I can say that you are now reading an AWARD WINNING blog! Yes you read that correctly, this blog has won an award!

A few weeks ago I received an email to say that I had been nominated and short listed for Sports Blog of the Year at the North East Bloggers Awards.  The ceremony was held at Lane 7 in Newcastle last Wednesday.  There were 10 different categories covering everything from sport to students to parenting to business and then an overall Blog of the Year. It was a great night listening to about everyone else’s blogs and needless to say I was a tad shocked when it got to the sports category and after those famous word ‘and the winner is..’ they announced my name! But I was very happy to accept the award.

When I started this blog I never expected to be nominated for an award, I wasn’t even sure if people would read it, but apparently they do and it’s great to know that people appreciate the work I put in to it so thank you to those who nominated and voted for me.  I know I haven’t updated it much lately but to be honest I haven’t had much to say and due to increased work commitments I haven’t had much time to sit and write.

Being presented with my award

Being presented with my award

My blog isn’t intended as a step by step race report site or to go into great detail on my training.  Not that that is bad, I actually enjoy reading blogs about peoples training. But instead I want to use it to show people the ups and downs of racing and training to a high level. To share with you the good times when it all goes to plan and you run a PB or gain selection to a major champs but also the heart ache of everything going wrong and not achieving your goals.

I know some people think that those who write blogs are just arrogant and egotistical and that’s fine everyone is entitled to their own opinion and if they don’t like it then they just don’t read it, simples.  I don’t think I’m either of those things.  I’m quite a shy person so I try to keep away from the me me me topic but that can be hard when you are writing about your experiences.  One thing I don’t do is pretend to be someone I am not. I write in my own style and try to portrait who I am by doing so.  I don’t conform to the grammar police, I’m rubbish at grammar!  I may use ‘alyisms’ and a lot of Mackem words/phases, but that is me and that is what I want the reader to see. By the feedback I have received, most of you enjoy what I do.

My award (not the greatest picture but it was dark!)

My award (not the greatest picture but it was dark!)

Well with that bit of good news over on to a me bit with a quick update on how things are progressing.  I have eventually found the cause of the niggly Achilles and rather embarrassingly it has all been down to a change in shoes! Yes, I know my day job is to advise people in the correct shoe for them by using gait analysis technology. So you’d think that I would know better than to wear the wrong shoe.  But no, since April I have been wearing a shoe which hasn’t allowed my foot to plant correctly and was causing my Achilles to bow every time my foot struck the ground which as you can imagine, wasn’t doing it much good!

This isn’t the injury which caused me to stop in Glasgow, that was finally diagnosed as a torn Tibialis Posterior (right leg), which has now healed fully.  The left Achilles, the one I tore last year, had been a bit niggly since the beginning of marathon training and I had just put it down to wear and tear of increasing my miles again.

About a fortnight ago I went down to Salford University to see Chris Bramah who conducted a full biomechanical assessment on me and found that it was the trainers I was wearing that was causing the trouble. He gave me some drills to help me improve my neurological pathways and fine tune my running technique.  I have always thought and been told that I have horrible technique but Chris says that the results he got show that my technique isn’t too bad. Yes, I’m knock kneed, but I am working on improving that and I have seen a big improvement since I began a proper strength and conditioning programme 2 years ago. But other than that it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

Biomechanical assessment at Salford University

Biomechanical assessment at Salford University

Following Chris’ recommendation I ordered some different shoes when I got home and started wearing them as soon as they came two days later and since then I have honestly not had an ounce of pain from the Achilles and have now managed to put together two weeks of 90 miles plus some decent sessions and tempos.  Hopefully that is the end of the Achilles niggles and I can build on from where I currently am and start to get some decent fitness back.

I’ve raced twice in the last few weeks, both cross country. I can confirm that I still HATE cross country but I’m hoping that it will help strengthen my legs and ankles which in turn will help me run a fast marathon when I decide to go back to them.  My next ‘big’ race is Leeds Abbey Dash three weeks today where I have been selected to represent England.  Abbey Dash was in my plans anyway but to be given the chance to pull on the red and white vest again after the disappointment of Glasgow is great and hopefully I can put in a good performance to help erase the demon of Glasgow.

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Great North Run – Ordinary people doing extraordinary things

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Growing up in the North East the Great North Run has always been a big thing.  Whenever people find out that you are a runner the first thing they ask is ‘have you done the Great North Run’ it doesn’t matter if you are a sprinter or a distance runner, you get asked it a lot round here.

For years I’ve went down to the finish line and stood and watched the finishers. The sense of exhaustion and triumph on their faces as they crossed the line is great. The emotion of those runners for great causes, many inspired by personally tragedy shows that this run is much more than just a race of who is fastest. It’s a run for the masses. The elites are really just the sideshow.

My Dad finishing the very first Great North Run

My Dad finishing the very first Great North Run

Those who have ran the GNR always say how fantastic the crowds are and what a brilliant atmosphere the run has – a 13.1mile party.  Until this year my experiences of the race where slightly different to most peoples. In previous years I have ran the GNR starting with the elite women’s field.  As we get a 25minute ‘head start’ on the rest of the runners we get a different experience of the race.  We get bussed in to the start where we have our own special warm up area and toilets. We don’t have to hand our bags over until about 15 minutes before we start and we can get to the start line with just 10 minutes to go and still get a prime position on the front with no standing around in cramped pens for over an hour.

The downside to running with the elites is that the crowds haven’t built up along the route so when most runners report back about fantastic crowds and the party atmosphere, for me as an elite runner; it is more of an everyday half marathon.  Yes, because it is a North East institution, it holds a bit more honour to me.  Being able to tell locals that I once finished 8th in the Great North Run holds a lot more prestige than saying I finished 19th in the World Championships!

Runners playing sardines on the Metro from Sunderland to Newcastle

Runners playing sardines on the Metro from Sunderland to Newcastle

With picking up an injury in Glasgow, I knew that I wasn’t in shape to race the GNR, I hadn’t manage to complete a full week of running since then, so I requested that I could use my number to run in with the ‘masses’ and run around with some of the lads I am coaching.  One of the lads was looking for sub 80 minutes but he has a really bad habit of going off far too fast so I said I would run with him at 6.05 pace for as long as I could manage to help him run a more controlled race.

I was really looking forward to the whole experience. From getting Metro through to the high 5’s and oggy oggy oggys around the course, I knew that if doing this didn’t help me fall back in love with running then nothing would!

Runners streaming through Haymarket Metro station

Runners streaming through Haymarket Metro station

The whole day was amazing. I’ve never seen so many people on one Metro!  Hundreds of runner nervously chatting and laughing discussing time targets and charity fundraising, I sat and soaked it all in.  One advantage of having run in the elite race is knowing where the ‘secret’ toilets are. Andy had also found these in the past once we got to the start area we heading over to a queue less and more pleasant toilet stop!

As soon as we started heading down the central motorway I noticed the difference in the size of the crowds.  I commented to the lads around me that the women normally only have one man and his dog at this point! Coming onto the Tyne Bridge the crowds were huge but my Sweatshop Running Community runner, Jacqui, managed to spot me and give me a massive shout and the first of my many waves and high 5’s!

Start line selfie

Start line selfie

I totally loved the run. I did what I said I would do and kept Andy at the right pace for him to record a massive 8 MINUTE PB!  Apart from struggling a little on the hill between 10.5-11.5 mile I spent my time high 5’ing, clapping and squirting the kids in the crowd with water – it was a warm day after all!  By the time I finished my hands were sorer than my feet. The crowds were so much bigger than any other time I had ran it.  I know fully understand why people describe it as a 13.1mile party.  I finished with a massive grin on my face having loved every step.

Had I ran with the elites and still ran the time I did, I would have won some prize money, nothing life changing but a nice little bit of pocket money.  Yeah, that would have been great, but for me this run wasn’t about winning prizes or seeing how fast I could go. It was about getting out there and soaking up the atmosphere of the day, experiencing what nearly 1,00,00 runners before me had experienced and ENJOYING it! It might sound cheesy but it did remind me why I love running and no amount of money could buy that!

When I finished I stood and watched for the millionth finisher to cross the line.  The fact that the run was the first running event in the WORLD to ever record 1,000,000 finishers says great deal about the event. And show what a great event it is (pardon the pun!)  Ok, not everyone will have had a brilliant experience, I know one that didn’t, but 1,000,000 people can’t be wrong!

The 1,000,000th runner crosses the finish line

The 1,000,000th runner crosses the finish line

So, yes, the GNR did what I had hoped it would and it helped me fall back in love with running.  Since then I have managed to put two good weeks of training together.  I’m still doing most of my morning training on the cross trainers but this is slowly getting less and less whilst the miles are building up.  I still nowhere near the fitness I would like to be but I’m going to jump into the deep end and run the Northern Road Relays for my club tomorrow.  There’s nothing like a race to help bring on your fitness.  I am fully expecting to get my butt well and truly kicked but that’s something which I am willing to take at this point to help me move forward and closer to my goals for the rest of the year and early next year.

400m to go and still smiling - not often you say that at this stage in a half marathon!

400m to go and still smiling – not often you say that at this stage in a half marathon!

 

 

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