Preparing for the marathon...New Orleans style
With the marathon only being four months away and my opponent having mountains to train on I figured the best thing I could do would be to simulate the course conditions
as close to New Orleans as I can.
Step 1: find a swamp to train in. Check. A good portion of the area I live in is right at, just above, or as so often the case of our greenway, below sea level. This means no matter what kind of humidity, reptiles, swamp people, flies, and air so thick you could ladel soup from it, I'll hopefully be used to it.
|There's a hurricane on race day...? Perfect.|
Step three: follow the plan. Quasi-check. I've done a marathon or two already, but this time I'm following a marathon plan. As a guy who loathes being told what to do and when to do it, this is definitely the hardest part for me. Also...all that running stuff. BUT, I'm doing my best to stick with the plan. Currently it has me running six days a week almost up to the week of the race, which is far more than I've ever done before. Up until now I've run what I wanted to, when I wanted to, and avoided speed work and tempo runs (a sudden incase in speed for a predetermined distance during your run) like the plague. However, in order to hit my goals I am trying my best to comply with what's written in the plan. It may legitimately be the hardest thing I've ever done.
|weight training: N'awlins style|
Step four: prepare for the inevitable. Check. It's New Orleans; this means good times, nights out, beads and beers. In order to once again simulate conditions as close as I can to race day I'm drinking Sam Adams *cough* could-use-sponsorship *cough* often, and trying to spend my nights out partying. While these things are definitely taking their toll, I feel it's the right thing to do for my training.
One last step: my opponent has purportedly hired ultra runner Sage Canaday as a trainer to match my Boston marathon Personal trainer. This is him:
Now I'm not suggesting that I would like to have him "taken out." I'm just saying that if he happened to have an "accident" that prohibited him from training my friend...well then someone out there might find themselves the recipient of a only slightly used Applebee's gift card. Just sayin.
Wish me luck as I take off once again on my ever daunting run tonight (eleven miles in the cold & rain) and knock down another week in the elusive quest to win all the sports in New Orleans come February. I get the feeling that I'm going to need it.