Fifth Avenue Mile Eve – since this will be my third running I feel like a seasoned veteran. I know I am definitely a veteran of running this race dinged up – hamstring in ’10, achilles in ’11, now hamstring again in ’12. I hope to draw off both sets of experience tomorrow morning, and hopefully the results are more like 2010 than 2011.
All pool work since the last post, I did manage to get out to the track yesterday for a couple 200m’s just to make sure I didn’t waste 20 gallons of gasoline on the drive up to New York City. The leg felt a little tender, but then again it has been tight since about 1993 so I didn’t sweat it too much. I shut it down as soon as I was satisfied with the pace, figured no sense in pushing it – another two days of rest is two more days of recovery, and recovery is good….
When I won the masters race in 2010, I was coming off a more serious hamstring pull than this year, but had much more time to rehabilitate it. The week prior to that year’s race I tested it out and although it was tight I was able to run. I remember wearing a wrap to the race, removing it just before toeing the line. The injury played no part in the race, and I was able to do whatever I needed to do to win in 4:22. Last year I had a nagging achilles injury throughout the summer and babied my training big-time. I got to the race with very low expectations, and by the time I hit my very conservative 800m split the leaders had opened up a huge lead and the race was essentially over. I finished strong, which was almost worse than limping it in because I realized that I had sold myself short. I vowed that I wouldn’t ever do that again.
So here I am, 1 year later. Once again I’ve had a less than ideal “run-up” to the race, but I feel like I’ve played it both ways in my previous two runnings. For the third consecutive year I am coming into the race almost exclusively pool trained, but like 2010 I am going to trust the power of the pool and get after it, planning for success. 2011’s disappointment will serve as a lesson learned – there will be no 2:15 splits tomorrow, no selling myself short. I don’t know what kind of field there will be, but I know that for as long as the leg holds up I will be near the front. Hopefully I can hold my own, finish strong, and if the stars align maybe bring another crown back to Enola and the folks at HydroWorx. Lord knows I wouldn’t be here ready to go without them…