Monday, January 30, 2012

Frustration...

Another Dempsey meet, another bus ride home disappointed...

This past weekend, I completed at the UW Invite. Again, I attempted a run for the 3k/5k double conference qualifier, and yet again, I fell way short. Unlike last time, which I can blame on the poor race tactics I exhibited in the early stages of the race (I'm learning that it's not important to take the lead from the gun), this time I can blame a poorly timed and managed cold... Yes, all through the week I could feel it coming, and yet, I didn't try to fight it until the morning of the race. The result? All the strength and energy I had hoped would be available for my race was used to combat the cold, and since no help was given to my body, come race time, I was already exhausted. The first 800 went by well, then my teammate, whom I was working with in the race, made a move, I was slightly boxed in and by the time I had a chance to follow, my body said, "Nope!" The rest of the race, well, it's history. A 2-second PR, but still not the time my training indicates I should be running.

So, what's the plan? Well, after thinking I'd have the weekend off from racing, my coach decided to throw me into the mile at the University of Idaho this Friday. Also, I am coming to believe that my streak of consecutive days running (I don't know exactly how many days, but it's a lot...) may be catching up to me, so this week is a down week. Get some rest for my legs, then try some short and fast racing. Hopefully I can get a mile PR (ran a 4:24 1600 in high school) and some much needed rest. Then, I am hitting up the 5k at the Husky Classic the following weekend and earning myself a conference qualifier. If I feel up to it, I may even go for the 3k qualifier again another day.

Disappointed? Absolutely. Discouraged? Never. Motivated? Even more than before. It's just another day in the Trail of Miles and Miles of Trials.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

The Darker Side of Life

In the past week, a lot of people within the running community have been writing about the recent admission of EPO use by Irish runner, Martin Fagan. A lot of those writing have done so from a perspective of either one who knows him personally or someone who wants to get the truth out about his reasoning for using EPO. I would like to take a slightly different perspective on this story. I do not know Martin personally (although maybe I will meet him one day) nor do I think it is particularly necessary to retell his story in another blog. In all honesty, this blog won't really even be about Martin, but will use his example to hit a much larger issue. And so, I will begin...

After reading numerous blogs and articles about Martin's EPO use, we all know that it stemmed from a personal struggle with depression. He had hit a low in his life, particularly with his race performances, and he resorted to EPO on one occasion, as many have called, "a cry for help." The bigger issue though, is not his EPO use. It is his depression. Well, actually, not his depression, but depression in general.

Those few of us who engage in the rigorous and tedious daily task of training for cross country, track, marathons, ultras, road races, etc..., have learned all too well the physical, as well as mental, toll it can take on us. If you have ever read the novel, "Once A Runner," you might identify this as "the breakdown." We all reach a point in our training where our body says, "Enough is enough! Give me a break!" When most of us reach this point, we reasonably step back and allow our bodies time to recover. However, there are many of us who face times when we cannot afford to do so, or as in some cases, we are too stubborn to do so. We tell ourselves that we can run it off or that it is just a bump in the road (I would definitely put myself in that category). When this happens, sometimes we just power through it and return to things as normal. Other times, we face even worse consequences. We fall deeper into the hole we have dug and that is where the mental toll starts to devastate.

What often results from this downfall is a spiral into depression. We try to push harder, and when the results don't come, the mind breaks down. It has happened to many runners and many other athletes. Hell, it happens to non-athletes when their life gets out of control. And when a person is at this low point, they make decisions that don't reflect their true character. Alcoholism, drug use, partying, and a plethora of other things.

I myself have had a personal battle with depression over the past few years. And, like Martin, I have been involved in a rigorous and straining training regimen (although I will admit that his most likely makes mine look like a cakewalk). I know from personal experience what it feels like to watch your performances decline drastically, and then try to salvage your season, only to watch it fall apart even more. I know firsthand that poor choices can be made in those times and the feeling of helplessness that accompanies it. I know what if feels like to want to reach out for help, but being too proud to ask for it straight out. And I believe that is what pushed Martin to that point. The pride you get as being one of your nations top marathoners and a player on the international stage is one I can only imagine right now. And then to watch all that start to fall apart, I cannot imagine that feeling. But I know it isn't a good one. Although I agree with the decision to put him on a two year ban, I think we all need to realize he wasn't out to cheat the system and steal an Olympic medal away from a more deserving athlete. He was crying out to us, and I believe that when he returns to racing in two years, he deserves a warm welcome home.

As my training gets harder and my goals get bigger, I feel more and more everyday the risk of falling into this hole increases. I know that the higher you climb, the farther you have to fall. It is a risk everyone, athlete or not, takes to achieve eternal greatness, something far bigger than any of us. And with that all said, I want to say to Martin and to anyone else in his place, you aren't alone. There are others of us who have been down that road, and who are there for you to reach out too. Don't let your pride stop you from seeking help, like it stopped Martin, and has stopped me before.

There are many positive and legal alternatives to combating this breakdown that Martin experienced. The most obvious is to simply take your foot off the gas and rest. Stop running and training and take time off. When you don't have that option, such as you find yourself breaking down in the middle of your season, scaling back or finding different training mechanisms, such as cross training, to rest your body and still keep your aerobic capacity up can rejuvenate you and keep your racing on schedule. The most important thing though, is to reach out to someone. Don't try and fight it alone. Tell a coach or a parent or a mentor about how you feel and have them help you work through it. And keep checking in with them until you are back to 100%. There is no reason to go at this alone, it only increases your risk of worsening the problem.

Run smart, run hard, and most of all, run happy.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Long Time, No... Blog?

Well, it has been almost one month since my last blog post and a lot of life-changing events have taken place. So, I figured it is time for a little update.

As you all know, I transferred after this past cross season. Well, I am now 2 days into my first week of school at Eastern Washington University and so far, I like what I see. I finally have the big campus feel (although this campus doesn't compare in size to say, the University of Washington, it is MUCH larger than my last school), and I see a bunch of EWU gear being worn by students instead of seeing other schools other than our own represented every day. As for the team, I have met all the guys and I can say I am fond of them all. I foresee no problems with them. I haven't met many of the women yet, but the ones I have met are great. I race this weekend at the Dempsey for my first official indoor track season (I ran 2 indoor meets at UNCP, but they don't officially have it as a sport). Hopefully I don't do horribly in this 3k against some good competition, but we shall see. Training has been going well, so I am optimistic about the race.

In other, non-running related news, I am positive I found my future wife. She works with me at Dick's Sporting Goods, but she does not know I intend on marrying her. I HAVE talked to her though, so baby steps.

That is all for now, but I should be posting more regularly now that I have more exciting things to talk about. Take care all!