Sunday, March 30, 2014

A story about intervals

Intervals. I dread them and love them. I have been doing them for years, ever since joining the track team in 5th grade. In high school, I kept running and started swimming. Both sports rely on interval-based training. In college, I did crew. More intervals. Now I'm biking and all winter long I've been doing intervals. I recently read a great story about them. It's from a book Once a Runner by John L. Parker. But I read it in Going Long: Legends, Oddballs, Comebacks and Adventures. The Best Stories from Runner's World.

"Twenty quarters [quarter miles] in sets of five, 110 jog btw the quarters, 440 jog between the sets, 62-63 second effort."

That's the workout the coach prescribed in the book. After the first set of 20 intervals, the coach tells his distance protege to do 20 more. At the end of 40, the coach says he has 20 left. The distance athlete is left running long into the night.

I only do intervals if I have a coach telling me I have to do them. As a Christmas present, Jeff gave me an awesome gift: free coaching for a number of months. All winter long, I have been working with Chris Newell from Sublime Athletics. He coaches a lot of athletes in Baltimore, and has been giving me weekly training plans. Most of them involve intervals on the bike trainer or road if weather permits. I have to log my workouts on Training Peaks, which keeps me accountable. If I didn't have a coach, I would skip the intervals and just do lots of long endurance steady state zone 3 workouts. The kind of workouts that are fun and build an aerobic base, but don't make you faster at anything.

"They began. The first few always seemed especially bad. Actually that was misleading. They seemed sluggish because the body was shocked by such a sudden demand for sustained speed. The heart rate shot up to the hummingbird levels it would have to maintain for some time. The legs became prematurely heavy, and the central nervous system sent up the message that such punishment could not be endured."

This is exactly how my interval work usually starts. The first ones are often the worst. I think it's partly because your body is shocked into a high output mode, but it's also mental. At the start of an interval session, there is so much more hard work ahead of you that it can be difficult to wrap your mind around actually finishing.

"The runner deals nearly daily in such absolutes of physical limitation, which the nonrunner confronts only in dire situations. Fleeing from an armed killer or deadly animal, a layman will soon find the frightening limits that even stark terror will not overcome. The runner knows such boundaries like he knows the sidewalks of his own neighborhood."

Interval work changes the body physiologically. In sedentary or recreational athletes, interval training can increase one's VO2 max by as much as 44 percent after just 10 weeks of training. VO2 max is a measure of aerobic fitness; it's the maximal amount of oxygen your body can take up and use to make ATP to power your muscles before lactic acid starts accumulating and your legs feel tired and heavy. Interestingly, in endurance-trained athletes, interval training has little effect on VO2 max. In endurance-trained athletes, interval training improves performance but through other mechanisms.

"Round and round the field they went, each repetition so much like the one before they had to count out loud lest they forget how many they had done....The only difference between one and the next was the slight increase in lactic acid in the lifting muscles on top of the thigh that made each a little more difficult and started hurting earlier in the sprint."

Highly trained athletes already have a high VO2 max. Their hearts are already strong and pump blood efficiently throughout the body. Their muscles have already adapted to exercise. Highly trained athletes have more type 1 muscle fibers, which are important for removing lactic acid, and their muscles have an increased density of capillaries, which means more blood flow and oxygen delivery. Muscle enzymes that make ATP have already adapted to work at maximal capacity. So in highly trained endurance athletes, it can be difficult to measure exactly how interval training increases performance.

"In a hail of killing blows, the fighter's quiet center of logic, schooled in brutality, will be calmly theorizing: We are hurt pretty badly. If we do not cover up and take up the slack we will soon be unconscious. Not that this quiet center logic fears unconsciousness (indeed, how welcome it might seem at times), but it knows that one can't win while unconscious. Likewise, no highly trained runner slacks off because he fears pain, but because the quiet center of logic says he will win nothing if he runs himself to a standstill."

In elite athletes, interval training improves performance through a number of proposed mechanisms. It increases the heart's contractile force, which means more blood flow and oxygen delivery to the body. It improves heat tolerance by increasing blood flow to your skin and sweating rate. It may improve the ability of working muscles to produce and use ATP. Interval training has been shown to provide athletes with a greater ability to buffer acid build-up. Acid inhibits the oxidative enzymes that make ATP, so athletes who can buffer acids can make more ATP to power their muscles. But I think the most important part of endurance training is the mental toughness it instills. Interval training forces you to overcome that quiet center of logic that says stop and seek safety. It re-teaches your brain to allow you to run yourself into the ground. It means that in a race, your body will be primed for peak performance and your mind will know how to push it even further.

"Just as each repetition made the next seem more impossible, he knew that without question he would do it. There was no refuge in injury; his body could not be injured in this way. There was no refuge in mercy; there was nothing to forgive, no one to issue dispensation. And at last he saw: there was no refuge in cowardice, because he was not afraid. There was no alternative; it just had to be done."

At the end of the day, this is how an interval workout gets finished. As the workout progresses, resolution sinks in. There is no place to escape to until the intervals are done, no option to spend the present time in any different way. Once started, intervals must be finished because any other scenario will render all that initial work for nothing. So the mind focuses on overcoming each little hurdle and steadfastly ignores the pain in the legs, the pounding heart and the trouble breathing. There is no alternative; the intervals just have to be done.

"When he finally trotted on, he looked up at the bright, clear stars and his eyes welled; mixed with the hot sweat of his face, tears ran down to the spittle around his mouth and chin, and he felt quite literally that he was melting, turning into human slush as he jogged along. Only when he started a repetition did he become solid once more."

When I first read this story, I thought it was real. I believed this Olympic-bound runner actually did 60 intervals around the track, 40 more than he originally thought he was going to have to do. For about a month, whenever I had an interval workout, I thought about this runner and knew that if he could push himself to such extremes for hours on end, then I could get though just 1 hour on the trainer. I found out later that this story is one of fiction. But I still like it. I'm sure someone out there has read this story too and has actually gone out to do 60 quarter mile intervals or something equally as long and hard. Maybe one day I will try that. Fictional or real, I think this story captures exactly the sentiments and lunacy that at a lot of athletes experience when faced with prescribed interval workouts and touches on the importance of mental toughness that interval training builds.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Race report: 6 hrs of Cranky Monkey

So much has happened in the last 3 days - it's been a whirlwind! On Thurs, we were enjoying our last day at the beach in the FL. Then our flight home was delayed by 5 hours so we arrived back in Baltimore at 3am on Friday morning. At noon on Friday, I found out that I matched into emergency medicine residency at UNC, which was my first choice. That was exciting, emotional, and a huge relief to finally know where I will be spending my next 3 years! Later on Friday afternoon, Jeff signed all the papers and finalized the sale of his old house in Hampden. And then on Saturday, we were up early to get to Rosaryville State Park to race the 6hrs of Cranky Monkey MTB race.

The course at Rosaryville is so fun. It is an 11 mile course, fast, flowy, with some short climbs and logs piles in sections. It is not technical at all, which I love. I stayed on my bike for the entire race, which is saying something because I am usually the first one to dismount and run over obstacles cx style. The weather was also perfect for an endurance race. It was a bit chilly and overcast at the start, but the day warmed up throughout the race and by the end, we were hanging out in shorts and tee shirts, enjoying pizza and Chad's rum.

Here is my race report:
I was very lucky to even be racing yesterday. 2 weeks ago, I found out that the top tube of my new carbon Foundry hardtail frame had a giant crack in it. I haven't been riding my MTB recently because the trails have been either been too snowy or muddy for the past month, so I'm not exactly sure how it cracked. I was pretty devastated though because I spent a lot of money on that bike and hadn't even had a chance to race it yet. But Joe's Bike Shop is unbelievably amazing. Within 2 weeks, Joe called Foundry and was able to get a new frame under warranty (I still don't know how many strings he had to pull to get that). My new frame arrived in Baltimore on Thrus. And then Ethan built up my bike so that I could race it on Sat. I can't thank the shop enough for helping me out with all of that!

Needless to say, I was super excited to finally be racing my new bike, and my goal from the start of the race was to win, since I wanted to get Joe's name on the top step of the podium as a way to thank them for everything. I started out strong and got to the front of the women's pack. Midway through the 1st lap, I was having so much fun, it didn't seem like a race anymore. I was really happy to be riding fast single track on my new bike and psyched that I could get over all of the obstacles without any difficulties. I held really consistent lap times throughout the race and felt strong at the end. The difference between my fastest and slowest lap time was 72 seconds. Unfortunately, I missed the cut off time for the 6th lap by less than 2 mins, but I accomplished my goal of getting Joe's name on the podium. It turned out to be a great race for Joe's team all around. Kathleen came in 5th in the solo women's category, Chris got 4th in the solo men's category, Jeff got 2nd in the solo 35+ category, and Ethan and Pat got 2nd in the duo category. Way to go Joe's! And thanks to the shop again for getting my new bike all set up.

Joe's Bike Shop Racing Team all over the podium!
Here's Jeff's race report:
Like Carla mentioned, fun week in Florida, JHU Match Day, sale of my house... then an equally awesome part: actually being able to ride/race mountain bikes.  The weather has been terrible for so long. We caught a break for monster cross a few weeks ago, and we caught another break for the 6-hour Cranky Monkey Race at Rosaryville.

At registration, we all received leg markings:  a number on our left calf indicating what category we are in.  I was given the number 8, for solo-male-6 hour-35+.

Even though all my competitors had the number "8" on their leg, I really did not know many of them nor their capabilities... except for 2 of them:  Chris McGill and Racer-x. Chris McGill: I know his name because he crushed the 12-hour CM race last June and I was very jealous, and wish I could perform that well.  Racer-x I only recognized from last year at Rosaryville... I think he was 2nd or 3rd last year.  In either case, McGill took off at the start and I did not see him all day.  Racer-x I saw slide out in the first grassy section of the prologue.

I felt great for the first lap.  I like being behind people I trust, so I cozied up behind Shawn Downing.  He had a great pace going.  Racer-x came by us around mile 2 or 3, in sort of a sketchy area.  I was thinking I should simply let him go and race within myself.   So I stayed with Shawn for another couple of miles.  Then another "8" came by us.  I wanted to chase.  So I did.  After a mile or so I was in front of him and feeling great.

On lap 2, around mile 3 I was sitting on Racer-x's wheel.  And it was not tough.  I was thinking, "did he blow himself up on the first lap?"  I did not know what to do.  I just stayed with him for a while, until the aid station on the road, he asked me pass him.  I said I liked the pace and needed something to chase.  He insisted I pass, so I took off.  From there until the end of lap 3 I was pushing it.

Laps 4 and 5 were torture.  I definitely did not do the nutrition thing right and I should have paced myself better. I think I added 10 mins to those laps.  I made the cut off time for the 6th lap with about 10 mins to spare.  I had no idea how many "8"s were in front of me.  I had no idea how far back Racer-x was.  I could have waited those 10-mins to see if any others came through before the cut off.  But, if that happened, I would have needed to "race" them on that last lap.  So I decided I needed to go.

I felt so much better on the final lap.  There were a few riders coming up from behind and that would get me moving faster, thinking they could be in my class. 

Coming into the finish area I saw Carla and Chad.  I could hear them cheering and that is always the best feeling.  A smile can't be held back, regardless of how tired you are.  They told me I had 2nd place.  Then Carla said she had first and I think we might have high-5'ed four or five times.

Carla says I have been typing too long, so I guess that is the end of this...  Final thoughts:  bikes rule, racing rules, having fun with your friends on a great, sunny day is epic.

Charlie says it is time to wrap this up too!