Archaeological Museum of Marathon:

Black figure pottery from the collection of the museum (500-450 B.C).


recent long runs for marathon training.

15 miles — this run was miserable. terrible, no good, very bad. it was actually supposed to be 18 miles, but the route i chose was basically continuous hills, many of them steep, and i just ran out of gas. the humidity didn’t help either. note to self [and any other local runners]: don’t start off an 18 mile run with the al buehler trail. just don’t.

19 miles — by contrast, this run was fantastic. what a difference 15 degrees and low humidity make! i tried to set myself up well for this run. i ate a lot in the days leading up to it, made sure my route had some rolling hills but nothing crazy, and got out the door well before the sun. i was rewarded with a run that felt great. i listened to one episode each of this american life and fresh air, and some melker project mixtapes.

tl;dr. still chugging along with this marathon thing.

A Slow End to a Lackluster Week

After a less than stellar week of training, I was still determined to run the second RRS 10K on Sunday and squeeze in a long run.  

I wasn’t happy with my time from the first 10K.  I figured we would probably end up with cooler weather for the second 10K and I would have the advantage of being familiar with the course.  My goal pace to PR was 7:40.

Unfortunately, we did not have the benefit of nice weather like last weekend.  Last year this race was in the 50’s.  This year is was 74 and humid.  Lovely.


To make matters worse, I went to a barre class on Saturday.  It didn’t feel very intense at the time, but I haven’t been to barre in awhile and come Sunday my thighs and upper legs were sore.

When Paul and I pulled up to Shelby Farms though, the morning looked promising.  The sun was coming up and the fog was slowly lifting from the park.  It looked like a pretty, peaceful morning.  I finished a longish warm up and squeezed into a place at the start.  

Mile 1 came fairly easy.  There were lots of downhills and I was pretty motivated by the thought of PRing.  I came in ahead of schedule at 7:21.

Mile 2 was a little more work.  We were coming into the flat boring part of the race that runs through fields and the penitentiary.  Not exciting, but I was still on pace at 7:27.

Mile 3 was rough.  It seemed like I would never make it out of the fields and back to the park.  When I saw I clocked in at 7:49, I panicked.  I needed to pick up my pace.

Despite my attempts at working harder, the next couple miles were actually slower.  8:15, 8:18, 8:10…I knew my chance to PR was gone and never have I wanted to quit a race so badly.  My legs were so heavy and felt like two bricks.  My muscles were fatigued and sweat was burning my eyes.  The last two miles are largely uphill and I was miserable. I bribed myself to finish by vowing not to run any extra miles after the race.


Coming into the finish.  I look happy, but I wasn’t happy at all.  Too much sweat for a late September race!

Finishing time:  49:46/8:01 pace (a few seconds slower than two weeks ago)

My legs were stiff and sore for the rest of the day.  It was so frustrating, because I would have been better off skipping the race and just doing a normal long run on Saturday.  I suppose at least I got to see what I was capable of.  I also am ranked 5th in my age group for the series, so there’s that.  

Basically the week was a loss, but they can’t all be good training weeks. Last week anything and everything came before training and I intend to change that this week.  

So here’s to Monday and a chance for a good solid week of training!

yesterday and the week that was


5 gentle recovery miles on grassy median on the parkway and through the neighborhood.  Tired and sore, hopefully the easy run will loosen up the legs and revitalize.

A club track workout tomorrow, but will play it by ear, will see how I feel tomorrow.

A 5k scheduled for Sunday.  It’s a big local race, and I should be ready by then to go back down to a 5k.

random thoughts on yesterday and the week that was:

The results of yesterday’s Half is in yesterday’s post.  Some more pieces from the day and the week…

Just wasn’t feeling great during the week leading up to the race.  Might have been fighting off a cold or something; often you know when something ‘feels off.’  Did not do a good job resting in the first part of the week, got some rest at the end of the week and might have helped fight off whatever I might have had.

A factor during the race: a side stitch, something I haven’t had in a race in a long time, bothered me between miles 5 and 8, had me hunched over a bit, couldn’t get rid off, it seemed, for eternity.  Felt so good to be free of it for the last 3 miles.

Warm and humid at race time, already knew not to focus on a PR and rather to just race.  Started off conservatively, respecting the humidity, which affects me more than it used to when I had a 20 year old body.

Sometimes the small things seem to be a harbinger or a tone setter for the race.  My hotel’s parking garage had the weirdest system in the history of parking garages.  The color codes for levels and sections were impossible to figure out so that every time I had to find my car, it was a scene out of Seinfeld’s parking garage episode.  These parking ‘adventures’ pissed me off more than they should have, but it was annoying nevertheless.

Forgot how taxing a race of 13.1 miles and above is, both during the race and recovery-wise.  Really tired and sore today.  


Archaeological Museum of Marathon:

Statuary from the sanctuary of the Egyptian deities on the isle of the Little Marsh south of the plain of Marathon. The sanctuary as well as the adjacent opulent bath was built in the 2nd century A.D, possibly by Herodes Atticus. The isle was connected to the mainland by land strips, within the lush vegetation of the marsh in a way that was meant to be reminiscent of the Delta of the Nile.

The statues mainly present Isis in different forms. The cult of Isis took roots in greek space at about  4th century B.C and was associated with the worship of Demeter.

Today’s Daily Mile posts pretty much sum it up.

8 miles on Monday?  I’d say we are back on the wagon!

The perfect weather we had today was welcome after the miserable humidity we had yesterday. I did 5 miles before Salty Dogs by myself, just ambling along the river.  Peaceful.  Easy.  Perfect.

Then I circled back to the bar and ran three recovery miles with Tilly and Petya.  Petya is training for her first half and Tilly is thinking of doing what too.  So excited for both of them! 

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Archaeological Museum of Marathon:

Wine cups and a collection of four lopades (5th century B.C). Lopas usually is a cook pot, but this wider version of it also functioned for cooking and serving food. Judging from the elaborate designs these were used for serving and not cooking.

These were found as offerings inside the tumulus of Marathon, the grave for the fallen Athenian soldiers in the battle of Marathon against the invading Persian forces. 

A lopas is associated with communal dining, you would expect to see a vessel like that in a massive banquet, each dish serving a small group of people, so that people could distribute and share food with ease. Perhaps this offering could allude to the communal dining of a regiment after a sacrifice, a little while before the battle. Or they could be tied to the funerary banquets offered to the deceased, and shared by relatives and friends.

There are similar vessels to lopas today and to me it seems that you could use a vessel like that for serving stewed legumes, meat, salads, drier grain-based dishes, and perhaps also some types of sweet and savoury pastries, like placountas.