Saturday - June 8, 2013
I was scheduled to golf 18 holes at Lunken Airport with a buddy at 9am today, and he suggested meeting for a run before. So, we met at 7am and ran 8 miles, with the goal of staying aerobic. If you don't know what that means, it's a lot to cover but the point of it is if you train at a certain heart rate, over time you will run (or bike) faster with that same HR. Example, someone runs with the main focus of keeping their HR in a certain zone and this results in an 11:00mm. After training like this for a while (only focusing on HR, which means walking up hills sometimes), they can run 10:30mm while keeping their HR in that same zone. Basically, they're in better shape now. If keep doing this, they will be able to run faster with the same effort.
When you run faster, and get your HR up too high, you're going anaerobic. To stay aerobic, you need to find her aerobic HR zones and stick to them. It's actually very simple and the runs feel "easy". Over time though, they will still feel easy as you're running faster.
So, we left the Lunken golf clubhouse and ran around the track. The track is around 5 miles, and the clubhouse to track is about 0.5 miles, so we just added a little more to the track before turning around to make it 8 miles today. We were keeping in Dan's aerobic zone, and averaged 10:39mm, running 1:25:22 for 8.0 miles exactly, burning 1117 calories. The run felt great, though I did sweat like a pig. Golf was fun also.
It's crazy (to me), to run at Lunken. Tons of people do it, but last year there was a cyclist killed on Wilmer avenue AND a co-worker of mine was hit by a motorcyclist in nearly the same spot while cycling. This impact broke his pelvic in several places and he's still recovering from it (two hernias, floating bone fragments, etc. - though he recently ran a half marathon). It's just hard to get those images out of my head as I jog a couple feet from the 40 mph speed limit road, which means people are doing 45 or 50. People drive like shit. My dad has been an Ohio State Trooper for 30+ years, and he will say the exact same thing. I'd hate for my kids to grow up fatherless, because some guy was running late to work and checking his fantasy football iPhone app when he ran me over during one of my morning bike rides. But, I don't want to live in a bubble either. What do you do?
Here is the Strava data from the run:
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