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Thank you Arthur Lydiard

This article was originally posted by Ryan at the original HillRunner.com Blogs.

Note: I originally wrote this shortly after Lydiard’s passing. If I were writing this today, it would look a little different but I want to preserve what I wrote back in 2004. I still strongly believe that Lydiard played a huge, positive influence on distance running. However, I think his philosophies have been built upon and modified by others to produce even better results for certain runners who find themselves in certain circumstances. I have begun writing a post to explore some of these ideas and, when ready, will post that in the near future as a follow-up to this.

As everyone reading this probably knows by now, Arthur Lydiard, arguably the most influential person ever in the history of distance running, passed away on December 12th in Houston while on a United States tour. He was 87 years old.

I’m sure most people who know me know how highly I regard Lydiard. While I never had the opportunity to meet him – I regret not getting to his Chicago stop of the United States tour even more now that I know it was my last chance – he has been greatly influential in shaping my views on what works in training for distance running. No doubt, this is one thing I, as well as many other of the "common folk" of competitive distance running, share with many – if not most – of the greatest runners and coaches of the past half century, right up to today and surely into the future.

In this writing, I could tell you how Lydiard coached some of the best distance runners who have ever toed the line; runners like Peter Snell, Murray Halberg, even Lasse Viren and many other highly accomplished runners. However, writers around the world have already shared that story of Lydiard. I could tell you how his influence is felt even today from the elite level – where athletes from Kenya, Ethiopia, Japan, and many other parts of the world use his training techniques – to the collegiate level – where programs like Colorado, which recently won both team titles at the NCAA Championships, base their training on Lydiard’s teachings – but that has also been written about. I could also tell you how Lydiard was not just a visionary in competitive running but also a visionary in running for health, promoting easy distance running for cardiovascular health benefits back when people thought distance running was unhealthy and even dangerous. However, that has also been written about already. What I would like to write about is how Lydiard has influenced my running, which is most likely a reflection to some degree of how he has influenced thousands of distance runners who have strived to run faster over the past 50 years.

All the way back to the beginning of my running life, I had two very good coaches in high school. Little did I know at that time that they were already teaching me lessons from Lydiard. If you want to get better, just get out and run during the summer and winter. It doesn’t matter how fast you go. To an extent, it doesn’t even matter how far you go, although in general an increase in distance in the off-season will result in better performances during the racing season. When we got into season, those of us who trained through the summer or winter would maintain or even decrease our volume and begin with hill workouts before transitioning to traditional speedwork and then sharpening before the big end of the season races. Does any of this sound familiar? If not, I’d strongly suggest reading up on Lydiard’s training philosophy. Not surprisingly, those of us who trained through the summer or winter improved the most and usually found ourselves at or near the front of the team.

When I moved on to college, I was once again running under a very good coach. This time, though, his base training plan for the team looked less like Lydiard and more (actually almost precisely) like Daniels. As I still had not really studied Lydiard and Daniels had not yet published his book, all I knew at this point though was that the training was similar but different. Looking back, I can see where Daniels has his roots in Lydiard’s ideas but his ideas do diverge somewhat significantly. However, as I developed under this training plan, I realized the plan as it was given to me by my coach was not everything it could be for me. After talking with Coach, we came up with a plan to modify the training schedule for myself to more closely fit my needs and desires. Little did I realize at the time that I was taking our team’s base training plan and altering it to look more like a Lydiard-style plan. All I knew is that it led to better results for myself than what the rest of the team was doing. In fact, the results were so much better that I was voted by the team most improved runner my sophomore year, not long after we first started modifying my training.

Once I graduated from college, I wanted to take all I learned through my previous decade of running and come up with a schedule that suited myself. By this time, I had heard of Lydiard and knew who he was but didn’t think I knew much about his techniques other than the misconceptions of "God of jog" and "long, slow distance". I had been studying the ideas of the scientists and the modern day coaches, not realizing how heavy Lydiard’s influence was on the modern day coaches. Even without yet seeing Lydiard’s techniques, my training plans began making a shift away from Daniels-style training toward Lydiard-style training. By being a significant influence on the techniques of the best modern day coaches, Lydiard’s techniques were still guiding me.

Not long after I graduated from college, I came across the Lydiard Clinic and read it through completely. Shortly after that, I came across Bob Hodge’s webpage on Lydiard’s philosophy and read very carefully through that. I also got my hands on a couple of books written by Lydiard and read carefully through them. At that point, things began to turn very clear. All along, Lydiard’s philosophy and his huge influence on the running world had been guiding me since my first step as a competitive runner. Once I realized how much Lydiard had influenced me, my whole perception of training became much more clear. While many training plans that are out there are very good, they are what they are because of what they have taken from Lydiard’s ideas. The closer to Lydiard’s own techniques my training was, the better I ran.

Even after studying Lydiard’s philosophy for some time, it is taking me some time to completely grasp how much Lydiard has influenced my running life all the way back to before I had ever heard his name. I believe this is the case for a lot of runners. Even those who have never heard of him have been heavily influenced by what he has taught the running world. The whole world of running owes a debt of gratitude to Lydiard and should never forget the influence he has had on thousands of us, from Olympic champions and world record holders to "recreationally competitive" runners to those who are following "just to finish" plans that have names other than Lydiard’s on them all the way to non-competitive fitness runners. We are all benefiting from what he has taught the world running community.

Race Against the Goats

This article was originally posted by Charlene at the original HillRunner.com Blogs.

Sunday morning I was just about to head out the door to go to church when the phone rang. It was the local police calling to inform me of 5 (FIVE) large goats in our yard. We live in town by the way. I went outside and saw 5 large shaggy goats with very large horns. Officer Mike and I decided that our only option on a Sunday morning was to call my Dad and have him bring the cattle trailer to town. We had no idea where the goats came from. While Dad was on his way I orchestrated a plan with my children and sleepy neighbors to herd the goats around the house and into the trailer. Our yard along with the neighbors is somewhat contained so I thought that if it did not work on the first shot we could circle the goats around and try again.

These were not tame goats. They herded quite well but were very wild and skittish. We had everyone in place and everything looked to be going to plan when the goats went totally crazy upon reaching the trailer and scattered. If you know anything about goats you know that they can jump up and over just about anything. For a few seconds the biggest of the billys was in the trailer but we were unable to shut the door before he charged at me and I scurried out of the way. I am brave but not that brave. 3 ran out the driveway and 2 jumped the back fence.

I chased the 3 down the street. I would say we were going about 10 miles per hour. I was wearing flip flops. I only stepped in goat poo once. I was able to run to the far side of the street and get ahead of them to turn them back towards my driveway. This was working well until they cut into a backyard and onto the railroad tracks. Dad and I were able to get them off the tracks and through a church parking lot. We chased them up a dead end street and they sought refuge in a playset. One goat chomped on a swing. We woke up that section of the neighborhood and with the help of Officer Mike again made a plan.

The plan was for Dad to back up the trailer between the two houses and we would herd them towards the trailer with volunteers from the fire department. You can all imagine how easy it is to again back up a 5th wheel cattle trailer all over a residential neighborhood. We managed to get 2 of the 3 goats into the trailer. The 3rd goat ran into a nearby shed.

We had her cornered and I thought with several of the largest members of the CFD that we would catch her for sure. I instructed them to corner her and grab her by the horns. Unfortunately they were not skilled goat catchers and she easily escaped. I followed her through the brush and back down onto the tracks and across several yards. A man on a bike was hot on her trail too and we searched for somewhere to corner her. She then swam across the river.

Officer Mike gave me a ride in the squad and we headed over with the Fire Dept and the cattle trailer to where she came out of the river. The firefighters had hoped to catch her there as it was a softball field and there was fencing to corner her with. She again evaded them and we chased her across about 10 yards until she took refuge in the local scrap yard. We called off the search for her then and decided that she could just live out her life there.

While all this was going on the hunt was going on in the local industrial park for the other two goats. My 10 year old daughter was in on this and one trailer loading attempt was made but failed. My dad told me that an employee of the plant where the goats were cornered decided to try to lasso Big Billy. Big Billy charged away and smacked into a office window full force. It did not break but did receive horn gouges. Dad said this event was quite humorous. Eventually the two goats made it into the 100 acre cornfield across the tracks. By this time we had firefighters radioing the goats positions and such but it was time to give up as it would be impossible to get them out of the corn.

Dad and I took the 2 goats to a nearby rescue farm. We rehashed with Officer Mike all the woulda shoulda couldas. In the end we just decided that wild goats are very hard to catch. The rescue farm did find a good home for the two captured goats.

Officer Matt did find out that the goats belonged to an infamous local farmer that all the other farmers hate due to how he treats his livestock and numerous shady business dealings. Once I knew who the owner was I understood why they were so wild and scared of people. He did not want the captured goats back at all. The two goats that escaped into the corn were spotted along hwy 151 that afternoon. The owner did go to retrieve those two goats by shooting them. I know that next to a busy 4 lane hwy that is what needed to be done but it still made me so sad that we did not safely capture them that morning. As frustrating as our wild goat chase was I did grow fond of them and they were really cool to watch when they were in my yard.

As of right now the 5th and final goat on the run is still chomping grass in the scrap yard. Even though it is a scrap yard it is quite woodsy and I suspect she will live out her life there as no one is ever going to catch her. Dad pegged her as the ring leader and one very smart goat.

A New Start

This article was originally posted by Charlene at the original HillRunner.com Blogs.

Last night I took my 2 youngest children, 9 and 6, out for a mile run. They impressed me so much that this morning we headed to the local county park and ran the roller coaster trails along the river. Of course my son decided that with all the woods and shade that we were actually in the rain forest and made monkey noises as he ran. My daughter likes a steady pace while my son likes to surge. Every few minutes we walk for 30 seconds and then they are off again. They both really enjoyed the tactical aspects of the trail and went out of their way to leap over woodchuck holes and roots. Both really enjoyed the section that was a tad bit muddy and sported mud splattered legs like cross country runners. We even went back and ran the trails with Daddy tonight so they have now completed their first double. It is only about a mile or so of running with 2 stops at Artisan wells so I hope to work up to 2 laps by later this summer.

I hope this is the start of a lifetime of running for both of them. It was a good day.

My own running has been getting better this week. I have done a few mini workouts within runs and have had a few glimmers of hope that the runner I once was is still there. Monday I did a short tempo on the track followed by a few 1000s and was very happy with my pace for both. Tonight I did a 3 mile hilly tempo in the middle of my run home from the park and was satisfied with how it went. It will be awhile before I can do the workouts I once did but I am hoping that with just 40 miles a week instead of 60 for the summer that I can focus more on quality and…those sunshine splattered trail runs with the kids:)

A different path

This article was originally posted by Charlene at the original HillRunner.com Blogs.

I wrote up a super long post. Preview post ate it.

I admit that it was a long self pity party of a post. About how my little pile of dreams and goals for racing has met their end. It is hard and emotional to let go but emotionally and physically I am tapped out. It is just not worth it to train for months and months without a niggle to just get injured or sick right before a race. It is also not fulfilling to me to train conservatively and safe just to run endless half marathons with no improvement. Or to just run more miles and harder workouts to hit the same plateau I have been at for years now. I really enjoy training but am so very weary of the failure at the end. This year I had high hopes that everything would come back together as I was finally able to train like I needed to to make a breakthrough. But things did not work out and my return to running after my last injury has been really horrible. Every run is like a horrible recovery run and I hate it. It is clear that I will not be able to return to normal training and mileage anytime soon and this summer is over as far as any racing goals. This is a final blow that really broke me.

I will still run but I am not really sure where I am going anymore. For this summer and perhaps for good it will just be for fitness. I will still do workouts but not to get ready for a race but to just gain some sense of fulfilment over little victories where I can somewhat control the conditions. I need some new goals in my life. It is really hard to give up racing as I used to love it so much.

2 weeks off

This article was originally posted by Charlene at the original HillRunner.com Blogs.

I don’t have a lot of running to post about lately as I had to take 2 weeks off after Green Bay. If you remember I was having trouble with my left calf for almost a week before the race and managed to get it to run properly after a lot of TLC and Biofreeze. Race was not bad but not great either and I naively thought that my left leg problems would just magically disappear post race.

Not so much. I was a little sore in the quads as normal the day after the race. I noticed that my calf had tightened up again. When I tried to run a mile 3 days after the race I found that my gait was just as awkward as it was the Thursday before the race. I tried a few stretches and noticed that my left foot would not dorsiflex at all. Some quick google research told me that in all certainty that trying to run when one cannot dorsiflex will cause horrible injury to one’s leg. Not that anyone would choose to run like that anyway as it is more of a hobble than a stride.

I made an appointment with Suzie, a sports massage therapist specializing in neuromuscular therapy. She worked on the calf for an hour and prescribed that I not run on it, relax, do gentle stretching, and stop living on Diet Coke. I was pretty worried after the appointment as after an hour of intense work the calf muscles still would not release.

But the very next morning I was able to dorsiflex!!!! I was so relieved. Each day I got back more range of motion and I went back to Suzie the following week and she suggested some more specific stretches that have really loosened up the entire leg.

Yesterday, I went for my 1st run in 2 weeks. It was super slow and just 3 miles but there was no pain at the back of the ankle and I had full range of motion from the start. Today I ran 6 miles and it was again frustratingly slow. Part of this is that I am terrified of hurting myself and cannot break out of a gentle jog. Also I think the leg was slowly tightening up in the weeks before the half and I need to figure out how to run with a leg that works instead of whatever I did to alter my gait to compensate beforehand. It sucks feeling like I am starting over just when I wanted to be gearing up for summer races. But I can run and that is what is important. I just have to keep telling myself that but I admit that my failure to improve for so very long now is really weighing me down. I am 35 years old and the clock is ticking. I trained all fall, winter and spring with hardly a twinge and now just as the racing season starts I am back at square one.

I do have some really good news and it is that my daughter’s 4×400 relay was 4th at State this last weekend. They ran a great time of 4:01 and we were so happy to see them on the podium. I had a great time at the State meet and got to watch a lot of really exciting and dramatic races. The level of competition was really high this year in all events. Over a dozen State records were broken.

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