Thursday 29 November 2012

Hills are my friends

The mantra I adopted for the Seattle Amica half marathon 2012 was "hills are my friends"





I trained myself over the past 2 months since I got to Vancouver for my first half marathon.  I learned from past experiences not to push too hard too fast with my running as though  I generally feel really good with running the body can sometimes pull up very sore very quickly.

Like any good physio I've made mistakes, pushed too hard and had to recover from injury so this time around I was going to play it safe. I built up my milage slowly and kept up my yoga and cross training with other activities to balance everything. I was advised from friends to make sure I'd run the 26.1km distance at least once in training and I did, surprised myself with a good time though the route wasn't very hilly. Now my brain knew I physically could do it.

The time had arrived. Sandra and I headed on the bolt bus to Seattle. Sandras first trip to seattle but not her first half  marathon, so it felt comforting to know and be able to ask her loads of questions about what to expect and exciting to be there with her exploring.

As everyone knows Seattle is a hilly place and when we went wandering the streets it soon became apparent we were in for a hilly run the next day, nerves kicked in. I didn't think I'd done enough hill training. Sandra had previously been in a running clinic and the group organiser always used to tell them remember "hills are your friends" so thats where the mantra came from and I kept it going all weekend. Saturday was our day of exploring and some shopping, with a stop at REI outdoors, wholefoods and some clothes shopping of course! We found the first ever Starbucks and picked up a souvenir for Paul who loves the place.


Walking to dinner we came across these guys and girls playing what would be described as bike polo. They were riding there bikes holding polo sticks and hitting the ball. It was all very physcial watching quite a few of them crash heavily to the ground. A very funny sport indeed ( I found a link to it while doing some research) bike polo! We had an amazing delicious vegetarian dinner at this great restaurant and had pretty tired legs after being awake since 4:30am that day. It was time to head back to our hotel room to use the spa (or hot tub as they call it here) to recover the legs, but not before I discovered the mountain hardware shop who were having a sale. I've finally been able to buy back a four season tent, so now snow camping is a must this winter :-)






The famous catching of the fish at pike market




Bike polo







RACE DAY 
Sunday 25th November

We were up super early as we knew we could walk to the start line but needed to make sure we knew where we were going.  Trying to stick to a normal breakfast is hard when travelling so we had both brought what we could with us. I had trained running with music going but decided to soak up the atmosphere and try to battle with my brain by running with no music this time.

It was a cold crisp foggy morning, but no rain!! We dropped off our extra jackets at the bag checkin area and both needed the toilets, a combination of nerves I guess.  The start line was so busy I could see the pace setter I wanted to start with 2:15:00 but could get no where near them. In fact a huge number of us were trapped behind a waist height barrier.  We all made some nervous jokes our first hurdle for the run was to get over this thing.

In good spirit everyone helped everyone over the barrier after the race started and I quickly lost my pace setter. Your time for the race doesn't start until you cross the start line so no one really pushes past you it stays in a huge pack of people gradually moving forward.  What it did mean though was I had fallen back far in the pack so jogged a little faster than my planned pace to begin with just to catch up to the 2:15:00 pace setter.  Settled in for a bit then found  my stride not comfortable so went it alone....

The first half of the course saw us travel down major roads, through tunnels all blocked off from traffic pretty neat. I did my best to stop every now and then to take some photos and some of the blurry ones I took while still running.  There are water and first aid stations around the course so I forced myself to keep up my fluids by grabbing a cup at most of these stations,  We hit the waterfront but due to the fog missed out on awesome views unfortunatley.

Though I didn't know anyone in Seattle that would be out supporting there were actually a few people who made signs that had GO LISA on them and I used them as positive energy for me, making me smile and keep on running.  My main aim had been not to walk any of the race and not to go in with a time in my mind. Just before the half way marker I passed the 2:00:00 pace setter, surprised as I was still feeling good I decided then I would try to see if I could come in under 2hrs and had to stay in front of them.

BOOM!!! We turned a sharp corner and there was the hill. I have no photos to describe it as it was a grit your teeth and get up it moment but here we were on Seattles hilly streets running. I instantly groaned then changed to "Hills are my friends" and got up it. The last half of the course was a mixture of hills, short and steep vs long graded inclines through beautiful park areas.

There were a few different groups out playing their instruments and people out chearing which encourages you to keep going.  When I saw the sign showing we only had 2 miles to go, I was smiling on the inside. Perhaps it was adreanline but I was still feeling good. I kicked the pace up a notch and pushed harder. I wanted to feel like I'd crossed the line and worked hard to do it.

More hills to finish and the downhills were just as a killer trying to control your legs but the crowds thickened with support and as I ran into the arena, I had this silly smile on my face here I was in Seattle about to cross the finish line on my first half marathon.

Satisfied doesn't quite cut it. I didn't have a watch and had no way of knowing my official time except that the main timer showed I'd come in under 2:00:00 so I was very very happy.  With the medal around my neck I remembered the last time I was in any sort of running race was back in high school. I waited for Sandra to finish and we celebrated together.  Food at the recovery area and it was back to the hotel for another hot tub, the legs were going to need this.

We had a few hours before our bus was to leave so wandered around the space needle area then walked down to the ocean front, the sun was out it was a beautiful day. We found a lovely park (myrtle edwards park) and walked. Our legs needed to keep moving.
The greyhound busstation was pretty dodgy (a dive) and at that point were were both tired ready to board and head home.... 4 hrs later, plus further public tranport from the bus terminal and we were home about 9pm.

My Official race time 1:54:40sec

My new goal: First full marathon BMO Vancouver Sunday May 5th 2013

I've joined North Shore Athletics running clinic to help with training over the winter, the experience and guidance from those who have achieved so many running goals is sure to help me to push myself.

I'd absolutely love as much support from friends along the course as possible so if you can mark it out in your diaries just to come out with a sign or even just your voice, hearing support from the crowd really lifts you when your running and I know I'm super appreciative of it.

I had such a great first half marathon experience and am grateful I got to share this with Sandra. Thanks for the fun time and support through this :-)

See if you can spot me running over the finish line. If I  had known they would do this I'd have done a silly jump in the air or fist punch of victory alas its just me happy to see that line :-)

Lisa's finish video


crossing the start line

heading into the tunnel

running through the long tunnel

foggy ocean front running

the ocean front in fog

I'm half way!!!!











Monday 22 October 2012

From West Coast to West Coast - a journey

 




I spent almost a year living and exploring the west coast of Australia and now I’ve been back living 1 month on the west coast of Canada.

Normally time fly’s by these days but this past month has been such an enourmous step I’ve really taken the time to appreciate everything as it comes. Though I have been busy….

I have so many things to be grateful for in life and over this past month to name but a few I found 2 jobs I’m happily enjoying as a physio, I’ve found a really lovely ground level suite and am happily living on my own for the first time in years.  I’ve got so many lovely friends around for support and I’ve got the outdoors on my doorstep so rain, hail, snow or sunshine I’m able to embrace the elements and get out and enjoy it.

My own personal space has been a fun task to furnish on a budget. I’ve been lucky and lent furniture, got some great second hand bargins, given free things including people being kind enough to deliver for free plus a big trip to Ikea and all of a sudden what was an empty shell has become my home. I’m not one for just sitting at home alone but what I do appreciate so far about living on my own is that when I do return home it’s a space I feel comfortable in, can relax and recharge…. 

This past month has also allowed me to get back into my passion for music too. I got to see Joshua Radin play live, I’m back taking Ceroc dance classes, I’ve purchased my first acoustic guitar finally having time to learn and have just bought a second hand electric piano off a family who have upgraded to an upright piano for their child and dropped the price for me without me even asking and wanted me to stay and have dinner with them some people are just so welcoming. Music for me is a way to release and express a feeling, you can just switch off from everything else and become absorbed purely in the moment of creating….

The outdoors and exercise are never far from my mind and Sandra and I have committed to my first ever half marathon end of Novemember in Seattle so I’ve been running a fair bit. I’ve got 2 awesome training runs one is 17.5 km and includes the beautiful loop of Stanley park and the other is 12km and allows me to run along the ocean front.  The grouse grind is a short bus ride away if I feel like a leg burning exercise hike up the mountain and being able to cycle to work in the cold and rain still has me smiling as my short commute time allows me to get some exercise in on the way to work as well.

Since I’ve been back we had 2 amazing weeks of mostly sun with days as warm as summer and now Autumn has hit so the parks have lit up with leaf colours of bright reds, oranges and yellows such a beautiful sight.  This week we have had an increase in the rain and now there is new snow falling low on the mountains. Soon it will be time to clip in the ski’s and strap on the snowshoes for the winter wonderland that awaits. I’m planning to do my Avi 1 course and hire some touring ski’s to start to learn more backcountry and ski touring this year. All I need is some willing friends to teach me!!

 








Us girls have explored High falls creek, Lynn valley and half the baden powell trail doing some lovely hikes and bike rides too.  September is the month Canadians celebrate Thanksgiving and it was such a lovely experience my first real one with all the trimmings and I got to experience two!!! I was so spoilt with so much lovely homecoked food and great laughs with friends.

 I’m grateful that technology allows me to keep in contact with friends and family around the world so much easier than it was once upon a time. Though my beautiful nephew continues to grow up too quickly I cherish the moments we get on skype and I know the times we are all back together become even extra special.

For now I stand up tall and feel proud of the steps I’ve had to take to reach this point, the lessons I’ve learned along the way, the people that come in and out of our lives and share special moments with, the changes that will continue to take place and the opportunties that I’m open to.  


This week my grandma turns 95!!! She has a such a sharp witted mind and is still so mobile I'd love to remember as much as she does even now let alone at her age. I'll admit I'm a little sad to be missing a family celebration but I got to spend time with her before I left and I'm grateful I've had many wonderful years with Grandparents and grateful for everything they provided for us over the years. Fresh stewed Rhubarb and ice cream will never taste the same as it did picked straight from their vegie garden...

 “I believe everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so you learn to appreciate them when their right and sometimes good things fall apart so that better things can fall together”













Tuesday 11 September 2012

The pieces of a NZ trip and traveling on my own





2 weeks - end of winter start of spring 2012

NZ seems to not have a huge radio music available and as I didn’t have a plug for my ipod I spent a lot of time in the car driving and thinking and just being (oh okay I may have sung quite a bit to myself haha)  I drove some long days, though NZ is a small country its very mountainous and the roads reflect this as you constantly hug another corner but the scenery is so stunning I never felt too tired to continue.  There were times I felt like I was driving through the hills of the lakes district, or the sides of the Scottish highland mountains and the beach side towns around Cornwall.  It was like a compact UK with more stunning and prominent mountains. I was left wondering how had it taken me so long to discover this gem of a place.

I didn’t just tramp, I did do some other activities too. 

One of these was a boat cruise around the Milford sound. I did some shopping in Queenstown and ate a Ferburger with Tara (apparently a must do while in Queenstown).  The drive from Glentunnel to Queenstown (8 hours) was stunning and had time to stop off to view Mt Cook (3754m) though due to avalanche prone conditions we couldn’t do an overnight tramp up to the Mueller hut, we were super lucky to have blue bird skies and amazing views of this prominent peak.  Sheep even decided to block our road for a  bit as they moved paddocks how very NZ!

In Wanaka I arrived late at night to find out they had 61cm of new snow a day ago.  I was able to catch the last rental shop still open and rent ski’s,boots and poles.  Tara had left me her ski clothes and helmet so the only thing of mine was my goggles! A complete inversion and gorgeous sun on Treble Cone and I loved being back on Ski’s. I’ve had a season and half off due to being back in Aus but thankfully not all my skiing ability has vanished. There was still fresh powder to ski though over on the saddle side I wasn’t as adventurous about hiking out on my own being a new resort as well.  The powder was quite wet and heavy so my legs that have not been training for skiing did burn by the end, I was smiling another fabulous day.

I did spend some time at Fox Glacier and Franz Joseph glacier though neither were stunning due to the rain, high winds and low cloud.  I used the chance to do some trail running as I was going to get wet made more sense to run than walk! Still I”ve been lucky enough to be out on glaciers a bit through my time mountaineering in France so missing out on these wasn’t a disappointment.  I did stay at a funky little hostel in Fox where the lady had framed every single positive quote/affirmation you could probably think of and put them on her  walls. It was like walking around this feel good energy place. She also reused lots of items left behind by travelers coming up with unique ideas like walking boots as planters for flower bulbs now it was spring.

My last solo day was at Akaroa which Tara and Paul recommended I visit.  It was back to being sunny and I hadn’t really checked out the east coast of NZ yet so was glad to go.  The views were stunning of this historic French and British settlement  The gorgeous greeny blue water reflecting the green hills and sunshine. I went for a long stroll took my book found a comfy rock and just sat and enjoyed the moment. The spring flowers are starting to flourish and the beautiful pink cherry blossoms had me pull to the side of the road to capture.

What a great way to wind down from an adventure packed, short tour of a place that I feel so at ease being. Perhaps life will send me back in the direction of NZ one day but for now I’m getting close to the move to Vancouver Canada.  I feel so grateful for the time I got the spend with Tara and Paul, the adventures we shared and reconnecting.  I also feel grateful for the continued growth of spending time alone and building on my inner strength and peace again, back to regaining confident and independent Lisa.



The best days are when you don't need anything extreme or special to happen to make it great. You just appreciate it and feel gratitude, seeking nothing else, nothing more. That is what true happiness is all about. — 

Mt Cook
Sheep blocking our path how very NZ!!!


Milford Sound


Amazing 3km tunnel through the mountains down to milford sound
            







            





Powder day Treble Cone ski field







Lake Wanaka from Treble Cone ski field
Franz Joseph Glacier in rain and cloud
Trail run to base of Franz Joseph glacier across swollen rivers

 
Old boots as bulb pots
Positive affirmations everywhere at awesome hostel
Relaxing with a book by the water
Akaroa
Not like Dad's was but a cool Land rover