There were a lot of reasons I thought the Dipsea was going to go poorly.
- I didn’t sleep more than an hour or two overnight because I got a sore throat and came down with a cold. I got up with a sore throat in the morning.
- I didn’t sleep much the whole week before because of work and people visiting, etc.
- We had a big birthday party for me on Friday night that was, let’s just say, not optimal for race performance.
- That was preceded by lots of crazy eating and cheese tasting.
- I trained three hours last week.
- I trained like seven or so hours each of the weeks before that with very little running.
- Oh, and also, I didn’t run at all for a few weeks after Boston. Because I was hurt and bummed out.
- I’ve still been sort of hurt and bummed out.
I’m not saying this to make excuses or to prove that since I still did well I’m super awesome. I’m not. Super awesome would have been actually training really hard and getting top 100. A guy I know last year told me he sprinted to just take the last “black shirt” spot (35th) and then passed out. That’s awesome.
My point here is that for all the shit we worry about, all the recovery concerns and nutrition and sleep, it’s still just about bringing it on race day.
On a related note, Runner’s World made this video of the Dipsea Trail a couple years ago. I think it doesn’t really do it justice, because you can’t see how much it just keeps going up and up and up and down, down, down. For some reason, they opted to emphasize the scenic aspects instead of the crazy aspects. I’m guessing because that’s easier to film. Also, just imagine the whole video as being filled with a solid line of people.