Unless my memory is fading faster than my ability to read the newspaper or a menu without eyeglasses, I can’t recall doing a track workout since spring 2011. The last one I recollect was when I was felled by plantar fasciitis during some final repeats before an upcoming half-marathon. Crumpling to the ground in pain and clutching my right foot: yeah, that memory stands out in my mind. But nothing since then.
Until last week: My running partner, Molly, got a crazy notion in her head that we needed to start training for half-marathons. (She’s signed up for a local race, and chances are very good I’ll be doing a women’s race the same weekend but in another state. Race TBA.) Usurping my usual role as the bossy half of our duo, Molly decreed we’d be add some track sessions to our training plan. So at o’dark-thirty last Monday morning, under a sliver of the moon, I was running in an oval, following Molly’s bouncing ponytail. Halloween-spooky fog crept across one end of the sunken track.
Given that I was 2.5+ years older than my last time around the track, I figured my times would be woefully slower. But thanks to a brand-new, bouncy surface, we hit the 400-meter mark at my previous mark of 1:55, and clocked that first 800-meter repeat (twice around the track) in 3:52. If our jaws weren’t already gaping for air, they would have hit the red, rubberized ground.
After each of the next five 800s, we were as awe-struck as after that first one: We couldn’t believe that two mother runners like us—who have been around the proverbial track of life more than a few dozen times—could nail the times we set out to run on our first track foray. Perhaps more shocking to us is that the fourth, fifth, and even sixth 800-meter repeats felt stronger and less lung-bursting than the first few, yet we still hit our times.
We practically skipped home, high-fiving each other with shouts of, “you’re a rockstar!” tripping off our tongues as we went our separate ways to pack lunches and drive carpools. One week later (yesterday), I think we both worried the magic would have worn off, but as we cranked out five 1000-meter intervals, we marveled as we ran the 1000s at the same pace as the 800s. We started wondering whether the Nuun in our bottles had been replaced with water from the Fountain of Youth.
In case Ponce de Leon hasn’t been filling your H2O bottle lately, here are some tips for track workouts:
-Have a friend join you. Having someone by your side (or behind you) keeps you honest—and pushing hard.
-Trade leads. Yesterday Molly took the lead on repeats 1, 3, and 5, while I went first on the second and fourth 1000-meter repeat. Last week, Molly lead the charge on the first four repeats, whereas I took over on the last two after Mol said she was fading a bit.
-Do it in the dark. I swear repeats hurt less when you can’t see more than 50 yards in front of your face. (But bring a Knuckle Light to read splits on your Garmin!)
-Or do it in front of folks. The one time I ran on the track when students were tramping across it to get to school, I busted my hump to maintain some semblance of my sports-ego.
-Crank the tunes. When I don’t have Molly as my wingman, Linkin Park urges me to, “Burn It Down,” Selena Gomez reminds me to run, “Like a Champion,” and Flo Rida asks me, “How I Feel.” In other words: Music gets helps get your (and my!) rear in gear.
-Only hit the track once a week. In an effort to avoid an intersection with injury, run just 10% of your weekly mileage hard or fast. For me, knowing one track workout is followed by six days of no visits to the oval makes the laps feel ever-so-slightly easier.
Now it’s your turn: Tell us your secrets for making track sessions seem less daunting.
You crack me up! You had me laughing the whole time. I don ‘t have a RB. The last time I did a track workout I took the whole family. All 6 of us…. Move over peeps the Greens have arrived. Yes – it was nutty, but fun too! Thanks for the reminder to hit it once a week. Way to go ladies!!!!
This is the one type of workout that I haven’t added to my training yet. It’s always been very intimidating. But seeing as I’m training for my first 26.2 in 2014 I guess I’d better get over my fear!
We did speed workouts near the end of our half marathon training so it was easy to tell myself at least it’s not 10 hills or 18 km tonight!
I have to say that returning to run on a track brought me right back to my teen years when I ran on the track team. I felt lighter and younger but also so much wiser as I rounded each corner. That feeling makes it easier to run to on the track.
I never ran in high school, so I had very little experience running on a track, so track workouts are intimidating and HARD for me! But…they also have an undeniable impact on racing speed. My tactic: I use Garmin Connect to create a workout with my run/rest intervals and pace targets and send that to my Garmin. If the workout’s in my watch, I don’t have to do the math–it keeps track and reminds me when I’m too slow (typical) or too fast (rare).
All I can tell you is that there nothing like “feeling the wind in your hair” when running a track workout. Let your inner sprinter fly and enjoy it!
Like SBS, I hate track workouts. Give me hills or tempo work anytime but not 400s and 800s or the dreaded ladder. I, too, find running with someone is a huge help. Plus I reward myself at the end with a larger-than-usual mocha and on days when I’m really feeling pleased with myself, a baked good.
Yep. Doing what they tell us not to do – rewarding with food!
Smiling as I read this because I ended my easy three with six strides this morning at the HS track down the block from my house. I saw a few kids staring at me as they walked in to school – who knows if they were laughing or admiring my hard work or just thinking I was crazy. I finished up and exchanged a big smile with one boy. I feel like I’m so much older than them now I’m doing good just to be out there. I have found to my surprise during marathon training that I actually enjoy the challenge of a tough track workout. And I agree, there is something exhilarating about going fast in the dark. And no more than once a week!
Our local school has had this pathetic dirt track forever. And the holes and bumps in it were enough excuse for me to forgo track workouts. Well, my excuses are gone…our brand new, beautiful track was finished last week.
I guess I need to head over there and break it in.
I’m not going when the elementary school kids are using it. I refuse to let an 8 year old beat me.
Added bonus: playground right by the track so my kids can play on Saturdays when I don’t have another childcare option!
On board with all of SBS’ points. My BRF and I went every Tuesday at 5 to the track, built up our 800s and ladders and boosted each other, did our “yasso” 10×800 2 weeks before our (Chicago) marathon and it was all worth it. Having a training buddy to complain to and fist-bump at the end is all.
It is so true that running at the track in front of others makes me want to run faster … or at least look faster. LOL! Must be that competitive spirit in us. Fun post.