I had the pleasure of being a part of the shake-out run with Meb Keflezighi this past weekend as part of the Suja Rock n Roll San Diego Marathon & Half Marathon weekend. I had seen the shake-out run advertised, and since my birthday is coming up, I decided to give myself an early birthday gift & so I signed myself and my friend and running buddy, Pete up to Run with Meb.
This event took place on Saturday, May 31 at the San Diego Hall of Champions and would include the following: (from the RnR SD website)
Guest appearances from other participating Elite Athletes
I told Pete that we were going to do this and he was a “little” concerned about it being a super fast shake-out run, but I assured him it would be for all levels, they weren’t going to just limit the event to super fast runners – LOL.
Saturday morning, we started out with a semi-light breakfast in the morning, well, light for me, just an egg sandwich and some potatoes, around 7a. The event started at 9:30a and I knew I’d be starving if I waited until after the run to eat so I needed something.
After breakfast we headed over to the Hall of Champions and arrived around 9a. There was already a line to get the limited edition Run with Meb bibs, so we lined up too. All in all, I believe there were about 150 or so people there.
We got measured for our CEP Progressive+ Run Socks, there are both mens & womens sizing and then there are 3 sizes and multiple colors. I normally wear ProCompression when I wear compression socks during runs, but I do have a different pair of CEP compression socks too. I found them super compressive so I typically only wear them when I’m in recovery. Meb wore these when he raced and won the Boston Marathon so we got the same style in white. This was an awesome gift since they retail for $60.
I tried these new Progressive+ Run Socks out and they are amazing, padded sole and don’t feel nearly as tight as the other style I have. I especially like the padding on the sole. I still love ProCompression and they are my go-to socks, but these have been nice since the bottoms of my feet have really been bothering me.
After that, we headed over to some tables that they had set up and Alan Culpepper, the director of the San Diego Rock n Roll Marathon & Half Marathon, but also a super accomplished runner, himself, came up to introduce Meb and a few other elites that were there. He ran in the 2000 & 2004 Olympics, the later with Meb, when he won the Silver medal.
They introduced the other elite runners, including Alan Webb, who holds the American record in the mile, 3:46:91!! That’s 3 minutes 46.91 seconds!! For one mile! Also introduced were Jeffrey Eggleston, who placed 8th at the 2014 Boston Marathon. Tyler McCandless, a Newton Running Elite (I love Newton Running Shoes!!), and Andy Wacker, all three of them have run a 1:03 half marathon and train in Boulder, CO.
And then came the main event! Meb coming up and talking to us for a few minutes. Check out my video of Meb talking with us on YouTube.
After this, we all headed out for the run. By this time it was close to 10am and the sun was out, so we grabbed some water and headed out.
I tried to start out kind of slow, we were going to be racing the next day after all and I had a big goal in mind, so I didn’t want to overdo it. I forgot to start my Garmin, so I only ended up tracking 2.84 miles but those were at a 8:54 pace. I was towards the front of the group, and actually was running with/near Tyler McCandless for a while, he was talking to another runner. It was a fun run, and great talking to lot of other people, I even met 2 ladies who live in the Phoenix area and are training for the San Francisco Marathon too (I’m just doing the first half).
I high-fived Meb post run, he finished a few minutes ahead of me and then post run, I had to do some downward facing dog, my calves were so stiff, I was a little concerned but we only ran 3ish miles and it normally takes me a bit to get loosened up.
I was waiting for Pete to come in before heading in for a light brunch. I knew he would be a little bit behind me, but I saw Meb run back to go find the slower runners.
I saw Daniel, who introduced himself to me earlier, he recognized me from my instagram account, how exciting! Lol! It’s the little things, right? He was with his sister and he was going to be running the marathon on Sunday, his second. He had done NYC last year as well as his first.
Soon after this Pete came in and was a bit hot, so we headed in to get some food. They had a nice little buffet with yogurt, granola and 3 types of breakfast burritos. It wasn’t anything super special but it was decent. By the time we had gotten inside most of the tables were taken and they were just about to start with some Q&A with the other elite runners.
Meb ran in with the last of the runners and then got ready to start signing. They lined everyone up by the number on your bib so obviously being numbers 96/97 we had a bit of a wait, especially since they were grouping everyone in groups of 20. Eventually it got to the point where they had to speed things up, the first 20 or so people got a lot more time to chat with Meb and have more things signed than we did. I ended up having my bib signed and then got a photo with him. It was kind of rushed so I don’t think it’s the best photo, but you can tell I was excited. One with just me & Meb & then the other with Pete added in.
After this, there was still a long line of people behind us so we ended up heading out. All in all it was a good event. The only thing I think that would have been better would have been if Meb could have done a little Q&A with us as well, but there were a lot of people and only one of him :).
Have you ever done an organized shake-out run before a race?
This post has been a long time coming, I should have written it a long time ago, but I have/had a lot of conflicting views on this race.
Last time I wrote about Italy, I had been to the expo and did a shake-out run with The Roman Guy. After the shakeout run, I had a really yummy lunch with Laura & then headed back to The Beehive to just chill out the rest of the afternoon/evening. I like to just veg out in my Pro Compression marathon socks and I always eat pizza the night before a race.
I didn’t have a TV in my room, so I just read some, surfed the internet & chilled before heading to bed. The race didn’t start until 9am so I didn’t have to be up too early, but I always like to be ready early & there early, just in case.
I was prepared for anything, it had been semi nice out my first 2 days in Rome, but the forecast was calling for rain. I was a little nervous about the rain, I’m not a fan of running in the rain to begin with but wet cobblestones made me a little anxious. I have run on cobblestones a lot, when I lived in Orlando, but Winter Park cobblestones & 2000 year old cobblestones are a little different.
I had an outfit picked out, a black Lululemon pace setter skirt, a teal cool racer back, long sleeve swiftly & my newton gravity shoes. What I ended up wearing was all Lululemon, running capris, teal cool Racerback, purple long sleeve swiftly, white rain jacket, my cold weather running headband & my newtons.
I left the hotel around 6:45a and headed towards the train station to take the metro to the start line. The metro was free for all runners on the day of the race. It was pretty cool seeing all the other runners with their backpacks. Just a sea of red backpacks :).
The race had put up posts on Facebook telling us all to get off a Circus Maximus instead of the Colesseo stop, which was actually closer, but closed. From the metro stop it was about a 10 min walk to the starting area. It was drizzling a little at this point, I had my umbrella up, just so I didn’t get too wet before the race.
I got over near the Colesseo & took a few minutes to eat some bread with Justin’s peanut butter with honey. I filled my hydration belt bottles with pre-mixed Gatorade (the Gatorade there tasted different) & headed into the madness. There was a very small entrance that they were letting runners into the pre-race area. It was super congested & not the safest way of doing things in my opinion. It felt like with all the runners trying to get in, it could quickly become a mob.
Once I was inside, I went straight to the porta potties, which in my opinion was another disaster or rather poor planning, set up on the races part. There were about 20 porta potties each with a huge line, I waited in line for almost 45 minutes before I had to get out of line to drop off my bag. I saw a few signs directing us to the various bib numbers so I headed in the direction of my bib number, but I had forgotten that women were in a separate section, so after walking down a bit, I had to turn around & go thru the crush of runners all the way to the end, where they had the women’s baggage trucks. Burnt Toast moment #1.
I finally got there, dropped off my bag & then ran into 2 of the other runners from the shake-out run. We took a few photos & then I was off. I was supposed to be in Corral 3 but by the time I got up to the starting area it was too late. Burnt Toast moment #2
It was freezing and had been raining off and on by this point. I still had to go to the bathroom and was stuck in throng of runners. We finally were able to start moving towards the start & I was pleasantly surprised to see porta potties before the official start so I ducked in to one, did my thing and didn’t lose anytime on the clock – yea!!
I had a plan for the race from my coach, Mary, and while I really wanted sub 4 I didn’t think it was a realistic goal based on my training. I only had 12 weeks after being out for 2 months and I was running straight vs Galloway so I scaled back to a more realistic goal of 4:10..
The plan was this: (for a 4:10 marathon, the average pace needs to be 9:06 per mile or 5:55 per km)
first 5k-10k: get comfortable. Try to run a little slower (about 10 sec a mile) for this part, as to not go out to fast. 10k-20k: you might still be under goal pace here. Thats fine. Just make it closer to 5 sec slower a mile 20k-30k: Find goal pace now 30k-finish: Move a little faster than goal pace to make up the time. Since you started out slower, you should have the extra energy to push here.
This is what really happened: numbers wise but the numbers don’t tell the real story.
Via Ostiense (5K)
Via Ettore Rolli (10K)
Lungotevere dei Sangallo (15K)
Via della Giuliana (21.097K)
Piazza Lauro De Bosis (25K)
Viale della XVII Olimpiade (30K)
Piazza di Spagna (40K)
Via dei Fori Imperiali (FINISH)
First off, I knew that the race would be in kilometers, but I trained in miles, next time, I run in a foreign country, I’ll train in kilometers instead of miles so I have a better idea on my paces, etc.
The race started out fine, it was a bit slower than I would have liked, but it was pretty crowded. I had read that the first & last 6 miles were cobblestone, but it was kinda intermittent between cobblestone & regular road, with a little bit of marble sidewalk thrown in :).
It was cold, to me, for about the first 6 miles and then it got incredibly humid. I had already taken my jacket off and it was around this point, which was actually I would come to find out, in my cousin, Elena’s neighborhood, near Marconi. I took off my long sleeve skirt here. I was really struggling & I ended up walking just a bit at this point when I took off my shirt. I tied both the skirt & jacket around my waist, the were Lululemon & kinda pricey so I didn’t want to toss them. Burnt toast moment #3, I should have taken the swiftly off before the race & just had the jacket, but too late now.
Of course right after this point, the rain would start in earnest & I was stuck in my tank top since my other tops were wet. It was around this point that things would go horribly wrong and I had a really bad asthma attack, that left me wheezing for about 2 miles – around miles 8 – 10. I had my inhaler in my pouch, used it and tried to run as much as I could until it was over. Burnt Toast Moment #4
By this point, I probably could have called it a day & just quit, but I came all the way to Rome & I had put it out there on social media, so there was no quitting. Even after 4 Burnt Toast moments.
I decided to just do my best to finish and I need up doing Galloway pretty much the rest of the race, running when I could and walking when I had to. With torrential rain in parts, and not feeling very well, I got to St. Peter’s and took the only photos during the race. When I got back to AZ & showed this pic to my mom, she was like that is a horrible photo, which it is, but it really shows what I was going thru during this race. I wasn’t even half-way thru the race and I felt like I had run 50 miles.
After this point, I just kept trudging along, I was drinking lots of Gatorade – at least 1 cup sometimes 2 at each water stop, which were every 5k. I thought the Gatorade tasted different, but it seemed to work although, I did have to take a pit stop around mile 19. The aid stations were well stocked, with water, Gatorade (although they called them sale, or salts), cookies, fruit and maybe some other snacks too. i was pretty bad about fuel during this race, i think i only ate a total of 2 honey stinger chews the whole race. Oops!
I remember getting to the area around the Spanish Steps & then Piazza Navona & being cheered on by some fellow Americans – thank you for that! before getting into the final stretch. Around 38km, I was walking and a fellow runner passed me and said “Forza!” Which was what I needed to hear right then. I managed to keep going, even passed him and was feeling pretty good, even after having been out there for over four hours.
Then we got to the last aid station which was inside a tunnel about a mile or so from the finish. Here comes Burnt Toast moment #5 (I think, it’s getting hard to keep track, huh). It was super slippery, I grabbed my cup of Gatorade and promptly almost went down. I kept walking and almost fell over a 2nd time, and then a 3rd so after having made up some decent time, I had to walk thru this tunnel since it was so slippery. I finally made it thru and I knew I was almost there. I remember getting right in front of Piazza Vittorio Emanuele and all of a sudden, I realized that there was a huge puddle right in front of me. I remember looking down and seeing it, trying to move to the left and then next thing I knew, I was on my butt, my legs having fallen right out from under me with my hands on either side. Now, I think it’s hysterical, but at the time, I was so ready for everything to be over, and I just sat there, finally this guy helped me up, but looking back now, if he hadn’t helped me, really, I have no idea how long I would have sat there. And this was the big one, Burnt Toast moment #6.
When I went down, I hit my hand on the base of my palm, and when I got up, I couldn’t even open my hand up all the way, but I had a race to finish, so I picked myself up. Oh and remember, I had my jacket & long sleeve swiftly around my waist? They were soaked, completely soaked since I had been sitting in a puddle at least 6 inches deep. So while I was in tears, I fixed my shirts and I managed to cross the finish line and get my medal. When I got it, the girl was like don’t cry, and I told her I thought I might have broken my hand, oops. Fortunately after about 10 minutes, the pain subsided a bit and it wasn’t so so bad.
One weird thing about Italy, you cannot find ice anywhere, here you finish a race and everyone is walking around with ice, there, I don’t think I saw one person who had any ice and come to think of it, I don’t think I saw any ice at all the entire time I was there.
So I finished the race, I was soaking wet, I had to walk all the way to the end to get my bag, at which point, I like everyone else, put my marathon space wrap around me and changed out of my wet clothes, right there on the sidewalk by the Colesseo. There was a girl next to me from the Netherlands, who asked me to hold the wrap around her so she could change out of her sports bra, I wasn’t quite that brave 😉 but I did change out of my capris and put on dry pants. I was done, and as one of my instagram friends said, even with all the craziness, I looked strangely content in this photo.
Marathons are always a challenge, I was incredibly disappointed with my time but considering all the burnt toast moments and the fact that I only had 12 weeks to train, basically from scratch, I’m really happy with my accomplishment. As my now coach said to me when I emailed him to tell him how I did, I could have quit after the asthma attack at mile 8 and the fact that I didn’t says a lot more about me than the number on the clock.
That being said, I do have big goals regarding the marathon, and I made the decision after this race, that I needed to achieve my goals in the half marathon before I could work on my marathon goals. There will always be another marathon to run :).
Final thoughts on the Maratona di Roma…overall a well organized race. I think that they need more porta potties and to make sure that women know that their baggage check is separate from the men. It should have been labeled on the paperwork and with signs. Obviously you can’t control the weather but running it in the rain was a definite challenge.
Have you ever had a race go so horribly wrong? And what did you do? Did you quit or push thru?