Monday, March 30, 2009

Reading Half Marathon: Race Report And Performance Enhancing Insider Secrets

It was the perfect half marathon. 18000+ runners and the chance to finish inside Madejski Stadium. It is Britain's second biggest half marathon, and the precursor to the London Marathon. I'm talking about the Reading Half Marathon, Berkshire's premier road race.

Before I arrived in the UK, I knew about the Reading Half Marathon and resolved to enter as quickly as I could when I got into the country. With more participants than Auckland's premier road race, places were filling fast. I was keen to put the disappointment of Auckland behind me, and devote some serious training to Reading. First and foremost, I wanted to get under the magical 1:45:00 barrier, and then challenge the 1:40:00 mark. It was, at the time, a pretty optimistic goal considering my Auckland half marathon time was 1:52:16 a couple of months earlier.

Again, training for this event focused on speed and strength as I already had the endurance base to complete the half marathon; I just needed to get used to running at harder intensities for a longer period of time. In my hard training weeks, I ran the half marathon course in 1 hour 47 minutes, which is exactly my personal best time over that distance. I knew that I was on form, and that I would easily dip under 1:45:00. The question was: could I smash 1:40:00?

One of the things I discovered while training was listening to music on my iPod. Over the course of the training, I noted that some songs really gave me energy and that if I were to listen to these songs on race day, what kind of performance would I put in? So, a few days before the event, I got around to making a playlist of awesome songs. Out of 2000+ songs on my computer, I chose 25 heavy songs which lasted just over 1 hour 40 minutes. I also arranged the playlist in such a way that it roughly coincided with certain parts of the course, how well the songs flowed from one another, and that heavier songs would be played near the end for more heart-pumping motivation. If the playlist finished before I finished the race, then I failed to beat my target time of 1:40:00 (and I might as well not finish the race, haha just kidding!).

The other plan was to stick to the appropriate pace group, which is something I failed to do in earlier races. In order to beat 1:40:00 I had to stick with the 1:40:00 pace setter, but I was worried that the starting pace would be too fast and I would fade in the later stages of the race. So I decided to start with the 1:45:00 pace setter for around 8 km, and then, if I felt strong at that stage, try to catch the 1:40:00 pace setter over the remaining distance. By running 5 minutes/km pace for 8 km at 40 minutes, this meant I had to run the remaining 13 km in 60 minutes!

Race day arrived, and the start line atmosphere was absolutely crazy. Runners, supporters and the public all congregated along Longwater Avenue outside the stadium. Eventually I got into position, As the start gun sounded, the runners poured onto the course, and it took me around 4 minutes to join them. Just before I crossed the start line I quickly started the playlist of songs on my iPod. I instantly felt amped as Nightrain by Guns N' Roses started blasting into my ears. I was so amped that I even went ahead of the 1:45:00 pace setter in the opening mile. I was so carried away I wasn't even worried that I was starting too fast.

However I had a problem. Nightrain began to repeat itself. I realised that I somehow had my iPod on track repeat mode. So I had to fish the iPod out of my pocket, turn off the track repeat, and skip to the next song, Always by Bon Jovi. This forced me to slow down a bit, and by then the 1:45:00 pacesetter overtook me and was ahead by some 50-100 metres. Once I fixed the problem, I decided to just hold pace a bit and, slowly but surely, catch the 1:45:00 pacesetter over the next 7 km. Always by Bon Jovi was a slow power ballad designed to help me hold pace in the opening kilometres.

Eventually Don't Stop Me Now by Queen played on my iPod, and this was when I started turning things on. I managed to catch the 1:45:00 pacesetter and had a brief chat with him. He said that we were going slightly faster than the designated pace. Freddie Mercury's vocals was belting into my eardrums so forcefully that I naturally sprinted up the first big hill of the course. At that point, around 2.5 miles into the run, I overtook the 1:45:00 pacesetter. It was time, I felt, to launch an assault on the 1:40:00 pacesetter. As I passed mile 3, the stopwatch indicated around 23 minutes. That was faster than 5 min/km. I was concerned that I would blow up, but the music was incessantly driving me on. DEEN, Blondie, Zed, Goldenhorse and Elemeno P were pushing me. At times I was singing along, or doing overdriven guitar movements, much to the amusement of other runners. But I was relentless. At the 10 km mark, the time was around 47 minutes. If I held this pace exactly, I would be very close to a 1:40:00 finishing time.

Past the 10 km mark, we ran into the town centre, where the majority of the crowd support was positioned. The whole of Friar Street was lined with supporters, the atmosphere was electric. Kids were sticking out their hands, and I gave them all high-fives. There was musical entertainment in the form of a drumming band. Actually there were several drumming ensembles along various stages of the course. As we made our way to Russell Street for the second big hill, most of the runners started to fade. But with a bit of Sash! beating in my ears I still had energy in me to take the hill. Past the top of the hill was the 8 mile mark, and I passed it in exactly 60 minutes. This meant that from the 10 km mark I was starting to get faster; I was intending to do a big negative split.

The route continued westward before looping back towards the town centre and heading onto the A33 dual carriageway towards Madejski Stadium, which was 3 miles away. The carriageway was dead straight, and looking straight ahead proved to be mental torture for tired runners, because things in the distance weren't getting any smaller as the runners plodded forward. The start of the A33 was the 10 mile mark and it was here that I caught up to the 1:40:00 pace setter. We chatted for a bit and he said that we were slightly faster than the intended pace. So what else was new? I still felt strong and decided to go for broke. With Sweet Child O' Mine by Guns N' Roses belting in my ear I wasn't satisfied with just getting under 1:40:00; I wanted to destroy 1:40:00. This time I tried surging, where I did hard running for 30 seconds, followed by gradually slowing to normal race pace. The acceleration and momentum generated from the hard running would help me maintain a faster race pace for a few seconds, like a car moving forwards on its own acceleration without the driver pressing the accelerator. It proved to be a masterful stroke as I started passing many runners in front of me both on the acceleration stage and the cruise stage. Passing each runner, with music belting away, only made me want to run harder.

The stadium was finally in sight, but there was a big hairpin loop to complete before entering the stadium. The climatic song on my playlist, Lose Yourself by Eminem, began, and it was during this track that I really ran my hardest. As I ran, I saw an ambulance approach a group of marshalls attending a downed runner, who had to be given oxygen. He was so close to finishing, and he absolutely blew up. With me going all out, I was hoping that I wasn't going to share the same fate as him. By the time the song ended, I was already outside the stadium, with another 400 metres to go. I yanked out the ear plugs as I wanted to soak up the atmosphere as I entered the stadium. Like a high profile sports star entering the stadium before a big game in front of a huge crowd of roaring supporters, so did I as I ran through the stadium entrance onto the laid out track towards the finish line. The crowds in the stands were roaring. I sprinted towards the finish line, both arms raised in the air. I crossed the finish line in 1:36:40, absolutely smashing the 1:40:00 mark. In doing that, I finished the last 5 miles in 36 minutes 40 seconds, a huge negative split. 7 minute miles! I don't know how I sustained that effort, but I know I can do it now!

After the race I got a medal, a space blanket for keeping warm and other nice goodies. I immediately headed to the massage tent for a well-earned rub down. Admittedly, I still felt strong, the muscles weren't aching or cramping up, and I felt like I could run a few more kilometres. This is encouraging signs for my upcoming marathon in Berlin. This meant that my preparation had gone very well. In the coming weeks, I will do a review of the training programme and incorporate most of it in my training for Berlin.

I'm really stoked with the result. I started with a goal to break 1:45:00, tried to break 1:40:00, and ended up with 1:36:40. It was a very successful day.

And if you want to know the playlist of songs, here it is, in the order that they were played out to me.

Monday, March 09, 2009

You Always Were A Cunning Linguist!

Salut,

The power of my awesome toy, the iPod Touch, has recently introduced me to the world of podcasting, or more specifically, listening to podcasts. Obviously podcasts can be about anything - educational, comedy, hobbies, sports, news and talkback. But it was the educational podcasts that I was looking for.

It just so happens that a friend of mine had subscribed to a podcast channel teaching listeners how to speak Cantonese. He would listen to these sound bites while he travelled to work, or on his coffee break. So I thought, instead of listening to music on my iPod while on the bus or walking to lunch, maybe I could do the same thing and use my idle time to learn a new language.

Let me share a story on why I've decided to learn a language via a podcast channel. When I was holidaying in France over New Years, I expected nearly everyone to speak some English. Instead I got a big shock when the shopkeeper spoke to me in French as I was paying for my groceries. If it wasn't for the tourist behind me in the queue, who happened to know French and translate what the shopkeeper said, then I would have looked like a complete moron. The shopkeeper asked if I had smaller change, as I handed her a large Euro note.

So I immediately realised from that episode that it was important, if not necessary, to know some of the local lingo. Not a major problem - I could say phrases like Hello and Thank You in French, plus a few more. But I immediately got schooled by a bunch of 3-year olds on the slopes. As we were waiting in line to use the chairlift, the kids let me through first. As you do, I said merci, which was Thank You in French. Immediately they started giggling amongst themselves. They said a few words in French, and I immediately heard them say merci but in a different way than I said it earlier. And immediately I knew I made a faux pas. I pronounced merci as if I said mercy in English, but it was totally the wrong pronounciation. They roll the mer sound of merci, as if mer rhymes with near in English. Of course I didn't understand what they said in French, but when they laughed and said merci among other French words, I knew what they were getting at. They were trying to correct my French! Or maybe laughing at my lame French. But those kids were so cute I didn't mind them laughing at me. At least I made an effort to converse with those kids in their lingo.

Those two episodes reminded me that it was important to learn some common phrases, and actually knowing how to say them properly. And since I'll be travelling around Europe, and since Europe has many different languages, it was important that I learned these languages at a basic level, or just enough to get around without having to speak pidgeon-English to those poor locals who don't understand English.

The big question is: what languages do I learn? Well just for starters, since I travelled to France, I should learn French. And since Tina, my housemate, is German I thought learning German would be a good idea too. Incidently I've also registered for the Berlin Marathon in September (more on that later), so I hope to have some German under my belt by race day. By the way, I haven't told Tina about my new-found interest in European languages. I hope to surprise her with my newly-learned German! Sehr gut!

So using iTunes, I managed to find free podcast channels that teach French and German and I have downloaded all the podcasts to date onto my iPod. So far I have been listening to the French podcasts whenever I get a spare moment, e.g. travelling to work on the bus, during my lunchtimes and work breaks. And after a few day of listening to 3 podcasts repeatedly, I now know a handful of useful French phrases, such as what is your name, where are you from, I come from New Zealand, and see you later.

This list of languages will obviously grow as I visit more countries. Spanish, Italian, Polish, Portuguese, Dutch - the list goes on and obviously I'll have a useful toolbox of words and phrases as I continue learning. I've also found that some words share similarities to other languages, and even English, which will hopefully make learning these languages easier.

I'm not multi-linugal by any means, but hopefully this is a first step towards being multi-lingual. Being Chinese, it's ironic that I can't speak Chinese to save my life. A lot of Chinese people I know, that weren't born in a Chinese-speaking country, can still speak Chinese fluently, which is quite sobering for me because they have obviously put in the effort to learn their mother language, whereas I did not. I learned Japanese at school for 5 years, but when I left school I didn't use it. And when I didn't use it, I gradually forgot most of it, which is regrettable.

The good thing is that I have a keen interest in languages and cultures, which puts me in good stead to learn new languages. Back in high school I did very well in Japanese, mostly because I was interested in it. I even tried to learn Chinese by myself a few years ago, and even though I learnt some Chinese, unfortunately I couldn't continue because of other commitments. Perhaps I can subscribe to a podcast that teaches listeners how to speak Chinese, but since I'm in Europe now I think learning a European language is probably a bit more important.

The podcast encourages the listener to repeat the French phrase that is being taught. This is a bit problematic when there are other people around you; it would look strange when they see a Chinese guy uttering French phrases to himself for no reason. So I basically murmer the phrase quitely in case I get a few weird stares from other people. I'm quite happy with my progress in learning French, and hopefully this progress will encourage me to keep on learning..... until the podcast channel stops podcasting.

But hopefully the people behind the podcast will continue the good work.

À la prochaine! (that's until next time in French)