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Monday, May 2, 2016

Goodlife Toronto Marathon Race Report

In the days before the Goodlife Toronto Marathon, I settled into a quiet nervousness that seemed appropriate given the task at hand. My body wasn't in perfect shape. My knee and IT bands were still not 100% (though a few Chiropractic sessions had helped, a lot), I hadn't made any gains on my core strength and the fasciitis was acting up in my left foot.

Still, I was confident. I had a great season of training behind me and I had nailed the last few long runs which ended at (faster than) pace. I would be at home the night before the start of the race and in full control of my diet and sleep. The weather was looking increasingly worst, but I took to heart the advice from the Canadian Elite runners I follow on Instagram and focused on controlling what I could control.

I kept my mind positive.

Race morning dawned as predicted: cold, rainy and windy. Still, meeting up with Sam at the carpool lot and Ivanka at the shuttle buses to the start settled my mind. We've done this before. Today, we would go for that elusive Boston Qualifier time, if not, at the very least, Personal Bests. So, out to the porta-potties one last time and here we go, time to line up, the race is off!

Racing: The First Half

First off, my Garmin went wonky due to being downtown, so pacing in the later half of the race is all a great big question mark. But for the first half, things were okay. We took off fast because we were following a pace band that saw us with a positive split, which is what Sam and I favour in races. We had a pace band from paceband.org that was also specific to the elevation of the course, so it was very helpful in knowing when we could slow down, stay even or push. Or, it would have been. If we had followed it.

It was hard to get on pace right away (as it always is) and so our first split came off too slow at 4:58. We were targeting an average pace of 5:16/km (8:28/mi) for a finish of 3:42:00. A BQ for Ivanka and me with 3 minutes to space and for Sam with 13 minutes to spare. No worries, we were still well under pace and lots of race to go. We made up for it, sticking together through the first 5km with an average pace of 4:57. 

Then came Hoggs Hollow. 

So this hill isn't bad. Really, considering its the only one in the race and it comes so early, its just one to get up and over and forget about. But I was struggling and felt my heart rate climbing. Ivanka quickly surged ahead (such strength!) and I knew Sam could of as well, but she stayed with me, even when I called a walk. I felt really comfortable doing so as I knew we had a buffer and I also knew we'd have tailwind at some point. No big deal, the hill was negotiated with a 5:41/km (9:09/mi) pace and off we went to tackle the rest. 

My watch was off by almost 40m at this point so I hit lap, hoping it would reset itself. In hindsight, I wish I had just left well enough alone as by the end of the race the watch was just a pretty looking thing on my wrist. I couldn't trust it at all in those downtown buildings. Still, Garmin Connect shows some strong and consistent pacing here and I have to trust that we kept things in check until about the 12k point. 

This is when I called my first of about four stretch breaks. My quads were fried. The plunging downhills so early in the race had come too fast and I was paying for it now. I stretched and prayed for more gentle rollers. Flats were hurting so freaking bad. Sam was fine with stopping. While the wind wasn't much of a factor yet, we were both soaked and this may have been the first of many times that we agreed, "this race is ass."

We carried on, hitting strong splits again despite our discomforts and hit the half at 1:53:27 on PB pace of 5:22/km (8:39/mi). PB for me, BQ for Sam. Things are looking good.

Surviving: The Second Half

After the half, we are in totally familiar territory for me. River Street, my folks old hood. Sumach: look right and there is the house my mum grew up in. Past the Berkeley Street Theater where I worked for a few years in sales, calling people to get them to renew their season theatre tickets. The Flatiron building, the Tim Horton's I used to stop at when I worked at Zenith. And on and on. This stretch was a bunch of holding on and having zero clue what our pace was. My watch was in the low 4s per KM. I couldn't judge a thing, so instead, I watched my footing on the streetcar tracks and hoped that the tailwind would be glorious.

At this point, I'm visualizing the 27k route marker that we saw on our way to the shuttle buses and I just want to get there. My only discomfort is those quads. Just brutal pain and I can't believe I just kept running. Sam's stomach is going off and she's digging around for Zantac to help. What a pair we are!

We pass through the Exhibition and I take out my ear buds to hear the finish line. Jerks. They are celebrating the winner's expected finish time, though he hadn't come in yet. I know a load of people feel discouraged by this kind of out and back, but at that point the distraction was 100% worth it. 

We plod on out to Lakeshore and I'm mad that I didn't look at the map closer. I have no idea when we are turning back around and it sucks to keep pushing through the MGT in ignorance. I'm not sure when we made the decision to hit 10s/1s (run/walk), but we did. Sam really started to suffer and tried to push me ahead to a finish without her, but I wasn't hearing any of that. "Why? My goal is gone. We are on pace for you to PB. Where am I going? Let's do this together."

In my head, the entire time I'm thinking, Don't rob Sam's PB. Stay on pace. Don't rob Sam's PB. And so on we plod. 

We see Kenny coming home. Man, he looks horrible. We see Mark (husband of Marlene); he looks defeated. God, this race is ass.

We finally make it to the turn around and understand why.

Oh. My. God. The. Wind.

The turn comes with 7k to go. The wind hits at 36k. It NEVER ends. 

We catch up with Ivanka and lose her. Marlene passes us looking amazing. 

At one point, a blister under my right big toe pops and its amazing because it gives me something other than the pain in my quads or the wind to focus on. 

Sam and I don't speak. I don't bother with my music as the wind would make it impossible to hear. We walk through every water station and grab water and for me, Gatorade (yellow, gross). We thank everyone for their support. Many, many, many people tell us that there is beer and donuts at the end (there aren't. There isn't water either. This race is ass). 

And we plod on. We stick to the 10s/1s. 

At the 41k route marker, I hit the sign as hard as I've ever hit one and scream, "Fuck you, Goodlife."

The woman in front of us turns around and agrees, "FUCK YOU is right!"

And still, we are on pace for Sam's PB.

And somehow we are passing 10 people. 

"This is horrible" I scream to the photographer.

But still, we finish. And we get Sam her PB.

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  1. You know I was so sad to see you guys up ahead... I had been hoping the day would go better for you. Proving once again you girls are tough as nails and can fight through the worst of it for the finish line, best of all sticking together no matter what. It's inspiring!

    Another great recap - thanks for continuing to share the ups and downs!

    1. Hope there are more ups in the future. :) Thanks for the support

  2. Ugh. Yesterday was BRUTAL and I was only watching. What a shitty day. But you guys toughed it out and stuck with each other which is fantastic. What a beautiful testament to your friendship!!

    1. What else would anyone do. If one of us was having a brilliant day, the story would end differently, but we weren't so it didn't. Don't know how I got so lucky.

  3. The weather was the WORST yesterday! So proud of you guys for sticking through it. even if it was a total ass-race.

    And hey, you looked really good doing it :) That's always important.

    1. HAHAHA. The winner of the half passed us. She had a plain white top on and like Old Navy running shorts. Sam said, "Oh. My. God. She's going to win the race, WEARING THAT?!?!"

  4. Way to embrace the suck! Saw this and thought of you guys: (BQ specific race) http://spr.ly/6188BWB2r

    1. Thanks Jamie. I'm quitting the distance for the time being, but will keep it in mind. :)

  5. It was a tough day, I'm so in awe of anyone who was able to close that race well. Nicole, they don't all go to plan but one race does not speak to the commitment you've made. Keep at it, you'll find that perfect race.

    1. One day, right? A wee break from the distance will work just as well too, I think. Thanks for always being an inspiration!

  6. As I was running, I felt bad for anyone doing the full marathon (Sauga or Toronto) last Sunday. The wind and rain would make it seem pretty miserable.

    I've heard some pretty lousy stories about the organization of the Goodlife races, and yours is no exception.

    You guys toughed it out quite well, all things considered!

    Congratulations Nicole! You're a champion in my eyes, and I'm sure in the eyes of many others!!

    1. I will never do GL again. Basically because they didn't have aid stations stocked or manned and THEY DIDN'T EVEN HAVE PLAIN WATER AT THE END!!!!

  7. Congrats on the finish! It sucked out there.

  8. way to push through and finish strong, together. It was a horrible day to race and I was thinking of you both. You worked so hard that training cycle and the one thing we can never train for is the wind. I heard that GL didn't even have blankets at the end which is crazy in that weather.

    1. Thanks Robin. It wasn't the best, for sure. AHAHA! Not the course for me either, despite the weather. Oh well. At least I now have that massive medal!

  9. I've heard bad things before about Goodlife. I'm sorry it was such a shitshow for you both! But major props for gutting it out. Enjoy your time away from marathoning and come back to it when you're ready to blow the roof off. The day will come. <3

  10. Very happy to know about your racing! I always recommend chiropractic treatment for all sports injuries and took this treatment last year as had injured my back while playing football and went to a reputed chiropractor Mississauga. Took treatment from him and got great relief.


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