My SF Marathon 2012 Race Recap

So you might be wondering why you haven’t seen a post on my SF Marathon. Well, it’s in part because it was a rough race and didn’t go as well as I expected. In addition to that, when I was relaying this story to my friend Derek (the one I interviewed recently) he encouraged me to share the honest truth with the folks over at Greatist.

So I wrote something that appeared last week in Greatist’s weekend edition, but I wanted to share it directly with my blog readers here. I think down the road, I’d like to do a piece on “things I’ve learned so far about running” but let’s start with this race recap.

What I Learned from My First (Blunder-Filled) Marathon

After many months of training, I ran my first marathon this summer. It was agonizingly hard, and I made a lot of mistakes both in training and in the race — but I made it to the finish line. Did it change my life? No. Did it make me a better runner? Yes. Was it worth the hurt? Definitely.

This is how I prepared for and completed that 26.2 mile race. Hopefully my experience and mistakes can help your own journey to completing that first marathon.

Deciding to Run

After graduating from college and finishing an NCAA career in men’s gymnastics, I spent a few unsatisfying years lifting weights to stay in shape. On a whim, I tried running in a pair of Vibram Five-Fingers (those minimalist shoes) and loved how they felt. I hated doing any kind of running as a gymnast, and despite a major knee injury requiring numerous surgeries, the minimal footwear made running fun and basically pain-free.

My competitive career as a runner began in July 2011 when I ran in the San Francisco Marathon’s 5k. The adrenaline rush from that first 5k was thrilling and got me rehooked on being a competitive athlete. In the months following, I ran more 5ks, a few 10ks, and even some half marathons.

Around the winter holidays, I thought to myself, “It’d be pretty awesome if I came back to next year’s SF Marathon and did the full distance. Seven months should be plenty of time to train.” For whatever reason, I felt that finishing a marathon would officially make me a “real” runner. And before I knew it, I had an SF Marathon registration email sitting in my inbox, and there was no going back.

SF Marathon 2012 Race Course

Training for the Race

The marathon distance was daunting, but I knew from my years as a gymnast that with the right training, the seemingly impossible becomes possible. I looked at several well-known marathon training plans, but they generally required running 5 or more times a week, and I wanted a plan with lower mileage to protect my knee. I ultimately turned to running blogger/coach Jason Fitzgerald to devise a custom plan for me.

I ran about three times a week: One easy run, one longer run with a few miles at a faster “tempo” pace, and a slow long run on the weekend. I lifted weights, used the elliptical or performed body-weight exercises on two other days, and rested the other two days.

Every run began with specific warmup and cool down exercises to enhance performance and protect against injury. It’s a bit wild to find yourself running more than two hours at a time in training, but that’s what it takes to run 26 miles in a row. I passed the time (and agony) with long electronic dance music mixes or with chatty running partners.

My training plan called for 18, 19, and 20 mile long runs in the weeks leading up to the marathon, but unfortunately, I wasn’t quite able to pull it off. A mix of traveling, New York City heat, and a brief bout with the flu meant my last few long runs were either shorter than expected, split up throughout a day, or missed altogether.

Marathon start

It was super dark when the race started!

Race Day

Despite these deviations from the training, I was still pretty confident the adrenaline, additional sleep, and carb-loading would cover the gap and propel me to the finish line. From the scattered reading I had done on marathon times, I arbitrarily picked the target of running sub-4 hours as my goal, which required me to run just over nine minutes per mile for the whole race. To be perfectly honest, I just wanted the number “3” in front of my time (in retrospect, not a recommended way to pick a goal time).

The day before the race, I chatted with a former coworker who encouraged me to avoid going out too hard, which echoed the advice I’ve read about marathons from other runners and marathon race reports. We agreed that the best strategy would be to start with the 4:10 pace group and around half way, if I felt good, pick up the pace.

Finally, race day arrived. I headed down to the Embarcadero, the famous waterfront in San Francisco, with my father who had flown in to see me race. Due to the thousands of competitors, the race started in waves. I had registered in Wave 3, which only featured a 3:50 pace group. To run with the 4:10 race group, I’d have to move to Wave 4, which was slated to start 10 minutes later.

In an epic lapse in reasoning, I decided it would be better to deviate from my race plan and start with the 3:50 group. “After all,” I figured, “If I get too tired, I can just slow down in the second half and still have a buffer to hit sub four hours. And besides, if I start 10 minutes later, my Dad and my girlfriend will be left waiting at the finish line, wondering where I am.”

Like I said, poor judgement.

The Early Miles

I should have recognized right away that an 8:50 minute per mile pace was too fast, but like a total amateur, I hung in there for three miles before recognizing the futility of staying with the pace group. I slowed to around a 9:30 minute per mile pace and let them pull ahead as we neared the ramp toward the Golden Gate Bridge.

Running on the bridge was definitely exciting, even despite the crowd, fog, and chill. Watching people’s expressions and outfits from the opposite lane was fun, and I even had a short conversation with a guy asking about the brand of my knee brace. Turned out he made braces for a living, so he was curious who I was using.

After reaching the other side of the bridge and coming back, we headed into a downhill where I pushed harder to try to gain some speed. I did catch up to some runners who had passed me, but my quads took a beating as well. After eating my second energy gel, my stomach felt a little queasy (I’ve realized now that certain flavors affect my stomach more than others). Thankfully a port-a-potty emerged to save the day. I continued onward toward Golden Gate Park.

Looking exhausted

Looking exhausted midway through

The Struggle

My time at 13 miles was 2:05, and as the 1st half marathoners peeled off, I saw a friend who was walking toward the 2nd half marathon starting line. She called out to me, “Jason you look great!” I beamed and felt like maybe there was a chance I could actually hit my goal.

The moment was brief. At mile 14 the distance caught up to me. I realized how much my legs hurt and how badly I wanted to walk. I had been running nearly continuously up until then, minus a few steep hill climbs, and I knew I couldn’t give in right then and there, especially with all the miles left. I promised myself I would get to walk only after crossing mile 16.

Those next two miles were awful.

I’m ashamed to say I didn’t even make it to 16 miles, succumbing to a walk literally 100 yards before the official mile marker. It was an incredible relief to walk for a bit, but after “breaking the seal” as it were, I couldn’t go back to nonstop running. It wasn’t due to a lack of energy but simply the fact my entire lower body was aching from the repeated pounding.

I spent the next 2.5 hours walking at every mile marker until the pain subsided somewhat, then shuffling into a slow jog until the next mile marker. I sat down at one point for maybe 5 minutes.

The rule was that once I started running, I had to keep going till the next mile — and I repeated this for 10 miles. While dreadful, this system was simple and helped me not give up entirely. Hundreds if not thousands of runners passed me, and in the photos I look completely ragged.

I was able to pick up the pace just a bit in the last mile and around 10:30am, four hours and fifty three minutes after I began, I crossed the finish line of the San Francisco Marathon. I was finally a “real” runner.

Recovery and Reflection

My split times - you can see where things fell apart

My split times – you can see where things fell apart

The rest of the day was a blur. Someone put a medal around my neck, I found my Dad and girlfriend, sucked down a bunch of Jamba Juice, talked a bit, trudged home, and collapsed in my bed for a mega nap.

In the days and weeks afterward, I felt a strong sense of disappointment in myself, despite the encouragement from friends and family. I kept reviewing all the mistakes I made: I should have trained harder and more consistently. I should have have gotten more sleep. I shouldn’t have gone out so fast and pursue an ill-chosen goal time.

I didn’t run much for a while, partly to let my body take a break, but partly out of a lack of motivation. You could say I was in a a running funk. Recently though, while out in the middle of the Nevada desert at Burning Man, I ran a 5k. It was a blast — and helped me rediscover the joy of running.

Running is such a versatile activity: It keeps you fit, helps you get places, lets you socialize, offers an outlet to blow off steam, and, yes, is a way to channel my competitive nature. While my first marathon wasn’t everything I’d hoped it to be, I’m still so grateful to have running in my life. And perhaps more than finishing 26.2 miles, that gratefulness is what truly marks my passage into the halls of “real runners.”

I’m definitely eyeing a rematch with the San Francisco Marathon, armed with a better training and racing game plan. And in the meantime, I’ll keep putting on my shoes, plugging in my earbuds, and hitting the road. Because part of being a real runner means running just for the hell of it.

With my dad after the race

With my dad after the race

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7 comments
yitz99
yitz99

Nice story.  You made me feel really good about running my 1st M at 4:02 at age 48.  Of course, I now have my heart set on breaking 4:00.  I'm training with a club and some buddies on the weekends with a plan for 18 weeks.  It keeps me on track.

AlpMimar
AlpMimar

Jason-

 

Good story, you definitely are a talented blogger.

 

Regarding your running...

You should stick with 5k to 10k to work on your running economy. And work on building up to marathon. This should take a few years. You shouldn't be running anymore marathons anytime soon.

 

So you can actually race a marathon... instead of just "finishing." Anybody can finish a marathon there has been 400 sumo wrestler finish marathon. Does this make him "real runner" ? by my definition not...

 

You should be able to go under 3 hour marathon time since you are young.

And that knee brace i don't know your circumstance but if you can build to a point of not running without that would be nice cause it will make you weaker.

 

18 miles of feet dragging is too long a training run for your skill level.

Try building upto 70mpw for a year base, then go back to marathon. You are severely under utilize your skill level. 

 

Also regarding negative splitting you can forget about that. Unless you train to do, negative splitting won't happen. Negative splitting is hard unlikely you can do it and run a faster then if you did the standard way (fast to slow). unless you are 10k 32min runner or better. You need to train to negative split it just doesn't happen like magic. 

 

Also get bloodwork done to test for anemia and thyroid, and RBC... since you are running kinda weird

 

Anyways, congrats with finishing. Let me know if questions.

Alp

Lewis LaLanne aka Nerd #2
Lewis LaLanne aka Nerd #2

Loved reading this story!

 

My dad ran 13 marathons all over the nation and that was one of them. I started running with him at one point when I was around 18 years old or so and my knee started bugging me when we'd gotten up to 7 miles so he took me to his sports doctor. Doc told me I had Pateler Tendonitis and gave me some Prednisone and I hung up the running shoes.

 

That was until Tony Robbins and Deepak Chopra turned me onto a man by the name of Pete Egoscue, the developer of The Egoscue Method and author of the book "Pain Free". I bought PF and started doing the selection of stretches and tension relieving postures in the book and within two weeks my knee wasn't bothering me anymore.

 

Since then, I've trained up to eight miles again with no knee pain and eventually stopped longer distance running in favor of sprinting and explosive circuit training and to this day have yet to have any problems again with my knee.

 

I'm a raving fan of Pete Egoscue (http://www.egoscue.com/meetpete.php) and refer him to anyone I ever come across who has any kind of chronic pain or anyone in general who has an interest in having their body run as smoothly as possible.

 

One other guy you might be interested in looking up is someone I also learned about from Tony Robbins. Tony loves to model the people who are the best in the world at what they do and when  he wanted to figure how to run most effectively he looked up Stu because of this . . .

 

"STU MITTLEMAN is a world record-setting endurance athlete, sought-after fitness coach, corporate spokesperson, and motivational speaker.

 

From 1982 1986, Stu set five additional  National records, most notably American records for the 100-Mile Run (12 hours 56 min), and the Six-Day Race (578 miles).

 

In 1983, Stu successfully competed in the IronMan (Hawaii) World Triathlon Championships (73rd out of 1000) and the UltraMan (Double IronMan) World Triathlon Championships (2nd Place) in 1983.

 

Stu’s carrier reached a peak in 1986 when he shattered Siegfried Bauers (New Zealand) record World Record in the 1,000 Mile-Run during the World-Championships in Queens, NY. Stu 11 Days 20 Hours performance broke Siegfrieds record by over 16 hours!"

 

I have his book (Slow Burn) and to this day when I run I use what I learn from him. You can check him out here . . . http://worldultrafit.com/ (Beware: His video on this page is incredibly informative about what a beast he is and introducing you to his philosophy but is in dire need of some fine tuning by someone who knows how to produce a video/optimize his site  - *massive opportunity waiting for anyone online marketing authority who wanted to help him help more people* 

 

Or not.

 

Anyways, again, I thank you for sharing your experience here. I honor you Jason for not quitting the race and I look forward to hearing the story of next years event.

 

PS. Here's another beast you might want to check out . . . http://www.richroll.com/finding-ultra/

philosopher20
philosopher20

As soon as you mentioned a sub-4 pace, my face was like o_O. Honestly though, finishing a full marathon in sub-5 is pretty freaking awesome!

 

And your stories never cease to inspire - every time I read a post-race post of yours, I think to myself that I'd like to finish a marathon or half-Ironman at some point in my life. Not ready to commit to a race just yet, but someday the itch might turn into something more.

EMP_073
EMP_073

I think what you did is awesome, I just ran this morning for 3 miles and I was dead afterwards :) You said you felt a sense "of disappointment in myself". That's just shouldn't be the case. Finishing the first time you entered an official marathon is a big accomplishment.

 

I think that what you said regarding training:

"that with the right training, the seemingly impossible becomes possible"

applies to absolutely everything in life. Well put.

franklinchen
franklinchen

Sounds like you had quite an ordeal, but I'm very happy that you followed your plan B (or improvised plan D!) and finished. I'm particularly happy that you came back and reported on what happened. As I commented when you posted in July, "We don't know exactly what will happen in your marathon, but whatever happens, accept, adapt, and fight to the end!" And you did. All of us who have suffered through a first marathon doing things that in retrospect we can't believe (I certainly did) learn some really important things about ourselves: maybe things like overconfidence, pain, and unexpected grit. Welcome to the club!

jasonshen
jasonshen moderator

 @franklinchen Thanks Franklin! I'm glad to be sharing the story with readers too and want to keep trying to improve as a writer.

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