Last night (Monday) there was an incredibly intense wind and rain storm in Gunnison. Strong winds. Dark clouds. Thunder. Lightning. Rain. You get the idea. I don’t recall ever seeing the wind blow so violently here in Gunnison – it was powerful. Jordan and I sat on the couch (I was reading her stories) and watched through the living room window. She was pointing at the window saying: “Stormy, Stormy.” Yes indeed kid – stormy. After we put Jordan to bed, I reflected on the intensity of the storm. My underlying thought process centered around just how much I miss training and racing in extreme weather. In short, I wanted to be out running in that wind. I love extremes – and mostly enjoy running on super cold mornings, or through intense heat, or during epic storms. Last night’s storm sparked some desire in me again; desire that I haven’t felt in several months. Clearly, I’m moving in the right direction.
With all that said, I’ll be flying under-the-radar for the next month. What does that mean? Well, not much – but I will be scaling things back even more with regard to any running and training. I’ll also be taking some time off from planning any of my own physical activity or recording my own ‘metrics’. No GPS or HRM for a while either. This also means that I’ll be taking the month off from blogging about my own running. Just trying to build a bit of a buffer into my life for the time-being. Looking ahead though, I’m psyched to be heading to the Leadville 100 on August 17th to cheer on 6! clients that I’ve been working with through Strategic Endurance and Life Time Run. These guys will be toeing the line with some big goals and I’m looking forward to assisting on race day. Exciting stuff. I do love Leadville. Make sure to check out the slideshow below from my running history at the Leadville 100. So many great memories. Thanks for checking in. Stay tuned for more posts in a month or so. Live well. Recover well. Train well. DC
As far as running goes, this summer has been the worst. I have not been ‘in training’ since Wednesday, June 5th, and I’ve scarcely been able to muster a decent hour of running since that same day. Here is my account of what went wrong and what I’m going to do to fix it.
On May 13th, I wrote the following:
I have a tendency to run myself into the ground. Many reading this are probably guilty of the same thing. For the most part though I’m not talking just about training, running, and racing. Generally speaking, I’ve been able to keep that part of my life sane, balanced, focused, and productive. No – mostly, I’m referring to the rest of my life. You know the drill – taking on too much, adding another job or two, starting new projects, studying a new subject, reading another 3 books (all at once). No matter how you ‘spin’ it, waking up at 3:00am is not a recipe for success in the long term. We glorify/worship/exalt this type of behavior way too much in our society. For the past three years I’ve taken this approach to life nearly year-round – all while forcing as much training as possible into my schedule – and have paid a heavy (fatigue-laden) price. Slowly, I’ve come to realize how unsustainable this really is and how counterproductive this actually is in the long run. You’ve all read my late-spring and mid-summer posts from the past few years – describing fatigue, burn-out, exhaustion, and a lack of fitness. Not this year. I refuse to do the same thing this year. Time to take a stand.
When I wrote that paragraph on May 13th, I was two weeks into dealing with some significant fatigue, but I assumed that I could take a little time off, alter my training, and be right back at it again in no time. The problem is that I still haven’t recovered. Rewinding just a bit further, my problems began on April 25th when I felt the beginnings of a period of fatigue setting-in. At that point I became unable to wake up with my alarm, coffee had no effect, and I became relatively useless at work. I knew things were out of whack, but I didn’t immediately heed the warning signs. Instead, I reduced my training a bit and geared up to race the Collegiate Peaks 50 on May 4th. Although I lacked that ‘extra-gear’ on Race Day, my result was promising and I figured that a stellar summer of training and racing was in the forecast. It was not to be. The two weeks after racing Collegiate Peaks were awash in fatigue, soreness, and a lack of ‘real’ motivation. I put on a smile and kept trying, but by May 13th, I knew I needed to make some changes.
We (Annie, Jordan, and I) headed to Bend, OR for a 2-week block of training from May 22nd – June 3rd. This chunk of time held significant promise to train well, eat well, and rest well. I had shifted to much lower volume training and had increased the training intensity per session. I strength-trained well, ran a few nice sets of intervals, upped the amount of plyometrics I was doing, and slept 8 hours per night. I was hoping to recover a bit by lowering the volume and to boost my energy with the increase in intensity and strength. By June 1st, I thought I had cracked the code; I figured I was ‘on my way again’ – but this ‘buzz’ was short-lived, and by June 5th (back home and at work) I was feeling so wretched that I was taking 90-minute naps on my office floor each afternoon. Wasted. Annihilated. Toast. Scorched. You get the point…
At this point, the only option I saw was completely taking time off to rest, recover, and hope for the best. I decided it was time to see a doctor too, and the ‘diagnosis’ (on June 11th) was Adrenal Fatigue. I came away from that appointment knowing that my adrenal glands are tapped-out and not producing the necessary amount of stress hormones needed for living, working, or training. For most of the spring I had been noticing an elevated resting heart-rate in the morning AND a suppressed heart-rate while training. So, instead of a resting heart-rate of 40 and a training heart-rate of 130 – I was seeing a resting heart-rate of 60 and a training heart-rate of 105. I had no ability to push myself during training. My legs were heavier than ever and my breathing became ragged. I had gone from 8:00 min/mile pace in training to 10:00 min/mile pace. I’d also completely lost any sort of appetite control – which has been an on/off problem of mine for years. Some days I was eating 1800 or 2000 calories simply because I wasn’t hungry, while other days I was eating 5500 calories – even on days off. Coffee, although tasty, had lost it’s effect, and my eyes felt like they were completely sunken into the back of my brain. Things were not good. Since then?
- I have not trained at all since June 5th and my longest run has been 1 hour. My pace as varied between slow and super slow. Running has not felt good. My breathing feels better though and my running heart-rate has started to increase again. (My capacity to push is increasing again). 80% of the days – completely off.
- Strength training has felt okay. I’ve cut any strength work back to ‘general strength training’ and opted for only 4 – 5 exercises per session, totalling 20 minutes in the gym at a time. Seems to help with energy.
- I’ve gone from an average of 6.5 hours of sleep per night up to 8.5 hours of sleep per night. I can’t tell you how much this seems to be helping. My day-to-day energy has vastly improved and I don’t feel the need to sleep on my office floor any more. My afternoons have become productive again.
- I’ve been drinking (99% of the time) only 2 small cups of decaf coffee per day. Crazy to think that I may have finally ‘kicked the habit’ of 60 – 80 oz per day of black coffee. No doubt this decade-long addiction and my lack of moderation was a MAJOR contributor to this onset of Adrenal Fatigue. We’ve even put our coffee-maker away in the pantry and have been using the world-famous AeroPress to make our coffee.
- My appetite control appears to be coming back around. I feel more consistent day-in and day-out with what/when/how/how much I am eating. The weight I’ve gained is a slight negative.
- I’ve increased my intake of OptygenHP from First Endurance. In addition, I am taking another Adrenal-support supplement. I’ve also upped my intake of trace minerals, water, and herbal teas.
- Carbohydrates. I’ve drastically increased my intake of carbs. Now, I’m consuming about 45% of my diet from carbs, compared to 20% or 25% this spring. This seems to be helping on some level. Carbs are all in the form of fruit, veggies, sweet potatoes, and a bit of Quinoa/Gluten Free Oats. Hoping this will help.
So, why now? I’ve always struggled with periods of fatigue, but I’ve also always been able to dig myself out from any hole – until now. This time was different. Why? Why have I been completely derailed for over 3 months now? Here is a short outline of the reasons why I ran out of gas this time.
- Coffee. This is no different from past years, but I was noticing little-to-no-effect from caffeine this year. No buzz. No boost. Or, if there was a boost – it took twice the amount of caffeine. So, complete over-consumption of coffee once again ‘nuked’ me.
- Lack of Sleep. This is something else that I’ve struggled with for several years. This spring though – I was really forcing life on only 5.5 or 6.5 hours of sleep per night, nearly every night. It just wasn’t enough and it finally caught up with me.
- Mental Fatigue. I started working at Western State Colorado University this past year. A great position that I am super thankful to have, but – I was also trying to juggle several other projects and side endeavors at the same time. My inability to effectively manage the totality of this work caught up with me. Essentially, I once again bit off more than I could chew.
- Low Carb Lifestyle. When I was injured in January/February, I began tinkering heavily with eating a very low carb diet. This worked exceptionally well while I was taking time off from training during the winter. My activity levels were low, and thus my need for carbs was also low. I was eating between 20g and 100g of carbs per day. I lost weight, felt lean, and was much more efficient when I returned to training in March. I should have recognized the need to periodize my carb-intake, but instead – I forced more and more training volume AND intensity while stubbornly refusing to bump-up my carb intake. I found some success with this approach, but generally speaking, it’s safe to say that I was not recovering properly from training. Because I was mis-applying the approach, low-carb zealotry became another significant stressor in my life.
- Intermittent Fasting. In addition to zealously pursuing a truly low-carb approach, this spring I also began experimenting with intermittent fasting, with the hope of further enhancing my fat metabolism. Man – I felt great! I remember several times going out in a completely ‘fasted state’ to run for 30 miles. 18 hours of fasting, a shot of coffee, some coconut oil, and then 30 miles of running where I’d consume maybe 100 calories. Things felt great while I was training this way, but after awhile it became clear that I was under-recovering – especially when combined with a low-carb approach. Instead of helping me, because I took it too far and was doing it inappropriately, intermittent fasting became yet another significant stressor.
The general guideline for people suffering from adrenal fatigue is to rest as much as possible for up to a year or more. That’s a long time – and I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around that. For now, I’ve committed to taking time off for the remainder of July and August, while eyeing a return to training in early September – with the hope of being fit and ready for a unique race opportunity in November. This is my optimistic plan anyway. Short term? I will have to officially pull out of the Leadville 100, Run Rabbit Run 100, and UROC 100km. I will be finalizing these decisions this upcoming week. Pulling out of these races is definitely a negative blow to the ego, but remember this:
The ego satisfaction of going all-out, all of the time, will only last until you can’t do it anymore.
Three years in a row of poor performance. I hate reading that sentence, but I also need to own it. I set out to ‘Remake The Body’ in 2013, but I never envisioned ending up at this point, on this path, and moving in this direction. I’m confident though that I will come out the other side better off than before. I need to remain optimistic. I’m also confident that my best running is still to come. I must believe this. At this point though? I’d take just one of those effortless, fluid, smooth, and efficient runs again. Just one. I can’t even remember what it feels like. Here’s to finding that feeling again. Here’s to healing. Thanks for reading. Live well. Train well. DC