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PDR -or, partly demoralizing run

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<span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#FF0000;">I debated whether or not to write this report</span>. I’ve written it several different ways in my mind. Then I realized that this is a place to learn from races (and runners), as well as to celebrate successes. And I decided I could do both in this report… <span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#000000;"><i>(sorry it's so long!)</i></span></span></span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">I ran the <b>Philly Distance Run</b> on Sunday for the second time. Last year, my first, was a fantastic experience. I was a new distance runner and enjoyed the race. This year, my twin sister started getting into distance and we ran the race together as her first distance race.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">That was both a great thing, and a problem.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">Before the day arrived, we had decided we would dress similarly – something we never do – just to have fun with the fact that we were twins running the race together. We also discussed our pace – she’s never really done speed workouts, I’m in the middle of training for the Philly Marathon, what should we look at for running together? My intention was to hang with her the whole way – regardless of whether or not I’d better my time, we were slow, whatever… We talked about approaching the day with an easy pace, having fun, and seeing where our legs took us. I scaled back a bit that week, but was thinking this would be a training run-type pace for me.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;"><b>I didn’t prepare for her to be giving me a run for my money.</b></span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">The day started for me with waking up to tummy issues. Just didn’t feel right. Ever. That makes for an uncomfortable 13.1 miles when you are running with someone. We got to the start, met up with a couple fellow 30’s KR friends, <b>Larry</b> and <b>Tom</b>. Missed my NJ Marathon running partner <b>Dave</b>, though. Bummer. We chatted in the chilly morning for a few minutes and then separated to say our hello’s to others and get our warm-ups going.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">My sister and I jogged a two mile warm-up (this was a 15 mile LR day in my training), made our pit stops, said hello to my parents at the corrals, and got ready to start. I had a weird feeling about my tummy but hoped it would hold up. Soon the gun went off and we were on our way.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;"><b>Mile 1</b> came upon us, we were running comfortably, and at about a 9:45 pace. I asked my sister how she felt and we agreed we both felt good.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;"><b>Mile 2</b> we picked up about 15 seconds and still felt good.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">We wound through the city and stayed side-by-side unless we were passing people. Which we did. Soon enough we were passing back through the starting area and spotted our parents, but not her husband and kids. A little pick-up, but disappointed we missed her family. As we headed out MLK Drive, I told my sis we were almost at the 5 mile mark and right around 45 minutes – we had picked up the pace and how did she feel??? She said she felt good at the moment but maybe we should back off a little so she could feel ok down the home stretch. We sort of backed off.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">It was about this time I started to realized my tummy was not at all comfortable, and should I stop for a pit stop??? My legs were working hard, but otherwise ok. I decided I’d try to hold out so that I didn’t hold my sister back. She was feeling good.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">As we made our way up the old West River Drive, we talked a little, but joked about how we weren’t doing much talking at all. I told her to be prepared for the slight rise in the road up to the Falls Bridge, to look for the bagpipe guy, and be ready to head to the finish. We were cruisin’. Well, she was. I was trying to hold on.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">Rounding the bridge, someone yelled, “You’re almost there!” My sister got chills. I felt her speed up. I told her she still has more than 4 miles to go. Don’t sprint yet! She heard me, and held pace.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">Passing mile 10, I knew we could break the 2 hour mark. That would be cool for her, and I told her if she felt really strong she should go ahead. At this point, my legs and tummy wouldn’t let me pick up the pace any more than we already had. She said no, this is good.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">We worked our way up the slight incline leading to the 13th mile marker and then leveled out. What a feeling. People lining the street, cheering, adrenaline pumping, <b>I said, “Isn’t this cool?!” My sister replied, “I can’t talk!”</b></span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">We passed my dad, waved, and made our turn into the finish. Fists pumping in the air, we sprinted to the line. My sister yelled, “COME ON!” I’m not sure who she was talking to – I was right by her side as we crossed the line. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Very Happy"></span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">Ok, from here, I could talk about meeting up with our family, etc., but that's nothing to learn from. As excited as my sister was for running and finishing this race, I felt defeated. All sorts of thoughts about why I didn't feel good about this race eventually pointed to this: 1)Tummy issues sometimes hit you on the worst days. I believe this was just a fluke, as the issues stayed with me the rest of the day. 2) Had a rested and prepped my legs to run hard that day, I may not have felt like they were working so hard.</span></span><br><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;">Now the important lesson. 3) <b>I will always feel like I'm in competition with my twin sister. I will always feel like she wins.</b> I'm a runner. She's a runner now. We ran this one together, she had a better day. <b>That bothers me, but I can still be happy for her success.</b></span></span><br><br><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:medium;"><b><i>And she's not doing the triathlon that I'm doing this coming weekend</i></b>. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Very Happy"></span></span>
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<b>Lora</b> - First off CONGRATULATIONS!!! Secondly, I'm glad you wrote this. As you know I run with my sister in many of the same races and all of the same marathons. We aren't the same age, aren't twins but that doesn't lessen our competitive natures. While we don't directly compete with one another, it still stings to see her blazing races while I'm slower, bigger and still much of the time training harder than her. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Sad"> It's not always easy sharing something like this with a close, loved one but I do know that your sister is undoubtedly grateful and encouraged knowing you're right there by her side! xoxoxox<br><br>
Looking forward to seeing you, on your own, blazing the way in Philly!!!!!!
<b>Solar</b> I am so glad you decided to post that race report! First off, I thinkyou did an amazing job in some bad circumstances, tummy trouble is one of the worst things to have one a run, let alone at a race. So you deserve all my respect for pulling it off. Second, while I don't have a twin, I totally get the competition aspect of it and how you could feel like she won. But I don't think she did! Would she have even done this if it weren't for you? I know you did some long runs with her and I think your promise to stick with her is what gave her the confidence to do this! Maybe she felt better than you post race, but you are the reason she got to the finish line. You are a damn fine runner and an absolutely amazing person, no competition for sure!!!
It's a tough thing sometimes the feelings we can have towards brothers and sisters, although I have little inkling of what it might be like in the case of twins. For what it's worth, one of my older brothers has always been the more athletic one. He's also a stocky sort of fellow, naturally stronger than me.<br><br>
But then last night he sends me a text message that he just ran a mile in 7:20. And here's me thinking how if I went all out, maybe, just maybe, right now I could break 8 minutes but I would be puking my guts out.<br><br>
That's the way it is sometimes. I don't know that there's anything profound in any of it. And it looks like you're dealing okay with the feelings her performance gave you, just try to remember that it's not all about performance and numbers and that just because someone else can do something better that that means you haven't done well.
The most simple explanation that I can give you is this: tummy troubles are <i>completely</i> debilitating. I'll guarantee you that if you were feeling better you would have had absolutely no trouble at all.<br><br>
and after reading you report, I'd say that PDR = <i>pretty damned resilient</i>.
It's times like these when I am glad that I'm an only child.<img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Very Happy"><br><br>
Seriously Lora, you ran a great race and certainly you had things fighting you that were out of your control.<br><br>
You'll kick ass in your tri!
good job on your race. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Smile"> See you in philly.
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Sibling rivalry is the worst and no matter how much we try to say we don't compete we do (even if subconsciously), however, the reason her race was so good was because you were guiding her, giving her the advice to have the perfect race. Don't sell yourself short, you were an awesome runner partner! Also, remember, it was just a training run for you. Your goal wasn't speed or anything, it was to hang with her and get your miles in.<br><br>
Way to go!
I think you did great! I have no idea how you made it with stomach issues. I can just imagine how that must have felt. I also think that it's wonderful that you and your sister have running to share and bond over, even if it gets competitive at times.
I will echo what the others said above. Stomach issues are crippling. I went for an EZ run last week, had GI issues and was in more pain that in some races.<br><br>
Also an important point, at least for me, is that once you get close to race pace - even if you are running slower than your planned or normal race pace, after a short while, becomes race pace. You see this even with elite runners where they run a slow, tactical race for a while, then someone jumps out to the lead, and the rest struggle to keep up - even though the faster pace is one they could theoretically run. In short, when you're racing and you're close to race pace, I think the effort level is the same.<br><br>
Plus you trained through it. That's a whole 'nother story.<br><br>
And I never would have guessed you were twins. You look 5 years younger easy. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Smile">
Great job...way to gut it out with the stomach issues. You have to look at it the same way you would if you had a bad day on a training run, because that's what you had. The rest is just details of the surroundings, the fact that it was a race and that your sister was there.<br><br><br>
Nice! That's gonna score some points. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Very Happy">
Heh. I've met them both and can second that.
Something I thought about some more on my commute home. The beauty of running is that it's all your own, regardless of who may be training or running as well. Only you can keep yourself going physically and mentally. You take the time to tailor running to fit you and you have all of these running moments instantly accessible in your mind. Anyway, yeah that's what I was thinking about while on the subway. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Wink">
<b>Lora</b> - you do us all a service in writing this report. Thank you.<br><br>
I am proud of you - you ran a race with and for your sister which is so much harder than just running your own race. Sacrifices are never easy and rarely are comfortable. I wish you joy and enjoyment in your accomplishment. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Smile">
<b>I <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="love2"> Tom and Trevor</b><br><br><img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Very Happy">
Thank you, everyone, for your kind words, support, and feedback. I am lucky to know you and be able to share my frustrations and celebrations with you -- people who can understand and <i>care</i>.
Thank you for sharing your report with us. Sounds like a rough day but you made it. Kudos for sticking with it, even with all the issues you were having. I can relate sibling rivalries do suck, im just glad my little bro doesnt run, id be in big trouble.<br><br>
Oh, btw I never noticed your siggy until today, thank you!
Thanks for sharing. I think you did great! I have cut a number of training runs short because of tummy trouble. In fact, that has been one of my biggest ailments and I know how hard that can make running.
<b>Lora</b>: she definitely got to the finish line because of you. Everyone else already hit home the fact that GI issues were what leveled the field that day. See the line in bold above...<br><br>
Yet another fine example of much ass the 30s kicked this past weekend. You all make me proud to be a part of this group...and the pride in being part of this group is pushing me to do well in my HM in Oct. I don't want to let any of you all down.
<b>Lora</b> - thanks for sharing your experience. I never had an sibling rivalry so to speak, but I can relate in that I was a little envious at times of my brothers as I grew up - almost everything they would try sports-wise, they would excel at and I kinda' wished I could be like them (ironically, things have pretty much reversed themselves nowadays.)<br><br>
But deep down, I know your sister appreciated you being there. And we appreciate the effort you put in, despite the GI issues (believe me, I know it TOO well now from last week's tri experience) and the legs maybe not being as fresh as you might like. You ran the best race you could, and you showed toughness to boot. I know you've been joking to me about getting my tri mojo, but I think you got plenty of mojo going on your own there, dear.<br><br>
Congrats on a great effort & race, and kick butt at your tri this weekend <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="" style="border:0px solid;" title="Wink">
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