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My adventures in Training

2/23/2018

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Stroy from Sayali Marathe, as told to Rajeev Soneja

I first spoke heard about  Team AID Asha from Ajit Sabnis at an event for Marathi Mandal and the idea of training and running a half marathon sounded very attractive to me. Despite having no background in any sports, let alone having run before I realized that approaching middle age, this was my best chance to achieve this goal. Attending the opening session appealed to me since Team AID Asha is very welcoming to all 1st time runners.

However I did have to overcome some issues before I could begin. The team group runs are on Saturday and that is usually a working day for my job working for a bank. This presented a significant hurdle since that meant I had to complete all the long runs by myself.  However, everyone at Team AID Asha, beginning with Coach Jonathan & team coordinator Biju was extremely supportive in encouraging me to start training. Any queries I had about training were addressed by communicating regularly over the phone.   
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Running by myself was a challenge that I had to overcome, but with significant support from my family and trying to stay positive helped. I had to remind myself of the good cause that I was helping to support which kept everything in perspective. Usually training runs involve support from people around the runner as it is stressful physically and mentally as well as demands upon time. My husband would accompany me during the long runs, and this was a big help mentally as well as with logistics of carrying fluids. I would also seek out tips about diet and staying disciplined from my fellow runner Kavita. One great advantage of training is that it allows you to develop a good discipline with regards to diet and sleep habits and also with other household chores. 

Physically too, I had various issues and I had to miss a significant period of training due to back pain which had many people recommend that maybe this was not for me. At this point the biggest challenge was to focus on my recovery, I was helped by doctor who suggested stretches to stay strong even during the time when it was difficult to walk. Ultimately, I realized it was best to listen to your own body and I felt that despite my setback, I could push myself and continue with the training after I had recovered. 
I constantly reminded myself that during my 1st run, I had barely completed 400M before I was out of breath. However over time, I was able to build up my endurance and after a few runs I was confident of increasing my distance. This same attitude also helped me get back to training.

I was amazed at how many people contributed when I made appeals to people to help raise funds for the team. To begin asking people for money did not come naturally to me, so I reminded myself that it was for a good cause. Using e-mail, WhatsApp messaging and verbal follow-ups I was able to let people know about my commitment for the cause and I was genuinely surprised to end up raising as many dollars as I did.

Race day was a nervous affair, but once I began to run all the nerves faded away as the run itself seemed like the usual long run. Finishing the race, I looked back happily to all the challenges I faced and even though they appear significant I was never unsure about completing. I hope to stay in touch with the program and help spread the word to as many people as I can.
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2017 recap - reflections from an experienced runner

2/11/2018

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About the author: Nikhil Krishnaswamy is a scientist and artificial intelligence researcher at Brandeis University.  He uses distance running as a way of mixing travel, exercise, and death metal, and is now one of those people who gets cranky when he doesn’t work out.

Editor's note: TeamAIDAsha training program is targeted towards runners with zero or very little running experience. Nikhil already had some experience before joining. That helped him set and achieve a higher goal compared to most of the first-time marathoners. 
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​In seventh grade PE—which is infamous the world over as a wretched hive of overbearing gym teachers and puke-inducing endurance circuits—we had to run a mile.  One lap of four around the standard track, starting to fall behind the fastest kids into the rest of the pack, and my thirteen-year-old brain decided it was done, so I tripped myself, skinned up my knees, and got to sit out the rest of class.  Chalk one up for cunning over brawn, perhaps, but it just goes to show that who you are at thirteen is a very poor predictor of who you’ll be when you’re thirty.  At the time, running was for other people—athletic people, stronger people, and dare I say it, as the only Indian kid in my class, not-Indian people.  We are, by and large, not a people reknowned for our athletic prowess in anything but cricket, but if you’re going to let stereotypes dictate your life you’ve already lost.

​Fast-forward fifteen years, and this fairly quick but easily tired kid hasn’t run at all in about a decade and avoids breaking a sweat if he can, and is now a slightly chubby, pretty lazy young adult in grad school with a desk job and a two-hour round trip commute which doesn’t leave much time for anything else.  But I wanted to shed about thirty pounds and had a vague sense buzzing around the back of my head that, well, you never see an out-of-shape runner.  However, this was also the winter that Boston got hit with a foot of fresh snow every weekend so going outside wasn’t really an option, until one Saturday in mid-April when you could finally see the sidewalk, and I decided I needed to get out of the house or I’d lose my mind.  I ran-walked about four miles up the road in jeans and felt like I was dying every step of the way.  But when I finally got home an hour later, it was with a feeling of accomplishment, power, and capability that was entirely new and completely intoxicating.  When you never really consider that your body and mind might be capable of a feat of endurance, it’s a highly pleasant surprise when you discover that it is, in fact, able to do those things that you always envied in the other kids.  That feeling lasts much longer than the pain.  Something clicked and I decided this was a thing I should stick with—and maybe just plan and pace myself better next time.

I started with miles, and then over the summer worked up to three, four, and five miles at a time.  I used a training program I found in the RunKeeper app to keep me accountable (because I’m one of those people who doesn’t want to disappoint his phone), which introduced the concepts of intervals and fartleks.  I traveled out to British Columbia to visit my mom and ran up and down small mountains.  Every step felt like murder but I could feel each run getting better and just a little bit faster than the last time, and came to relish the hurts-so-good the pain at the end.  By the end of the summer I was running 5Ks and setting personal records and by the end of the year I was able to go eleven miles nonstop.

The following year, I’d quit my job, was in grad school full time, and my wife and I attended a South Asian festival one weekend.  We randomly came across a Team AIDAsha booth (and by this point I’m one of those obnoxious runners who never passes up an opportunity to talk about running).  I’d said at the time that I had no desire to run a marathon, but I was on the verge of running my first half, and “no desire” shortly became “well, maybe just once.”  However, having done fairly well at a half without much rigorous training, at the thought of doing that twice back to back, it was obvious I’d need a little more motivation and structure.  I’d never considered training with a group before, but decided the following spring I’d go check it out and see if it was for me.

What a difference a group makes.  Not only can you find some people to pace you but you can collectively bask in accomplishment or wallow in misery.  Plus you’re no longer the only weirdo who constantly talks about running.  The psychological fortitude to complete a marathon is the same fortitude that gets you up at 7 am to run in the rain, and the group gets you at 7 am to run in the rain (because people are going to notice if you don’t show up).  Group training turned out to the boost needed to get over the hump of tackling that idealized racing distance: the marathon.  All they needed in return was fundraising.

I hate fundraising.  At least I thought I did.  Like marathon training, it was something I’d never really done before, aside from guilting my parents into buying wrapping paper or fruit baskets for school.  And doing it with the group made it seem easy—after all, everyone else was doing it so we could commiserate about the fundraising pain just like the running pain.  The experienced fundraisers had their prescribed steps to follow but left a lot of room to try new things.  What I did was buy a GoPro camera, and since I was traveling a lot that summer, I made videos of the long runs I did in various places around the world to keep my friends and family updated on my training.  It was actually a lot of fun, plotting running routes on three different continents and making videos, even choosing background songs.  I can still watch the videos and look back and think, with some level of amazement, how I actually enjoyed the training.  There are those moments, like running past the Eiffel Tower at dawn on the first day of autumn, that are truly unforgettable.  And that, plus spreading the word among family and work colleagues got the money raised, and even got me a thank you card at Christmas from Asha Boston.

By race day in October, I’d just squeaked above the fundraising goal.  On race day, I completed the distance in a time I was very pleased with, for a first marathon.  I doubt my thirteen-year-old self would believe it’s possible.

I say “first” marathon, and maybe marathoning makes you crazy, because the next one’s just a couple months away, as of this writing, which requires training through the New England winter, snow and wind and all.  And I’m fundraising for that one too (it’s going a little bit slower; maybe I tapped out my friends and family on the last one).  And the guy who’d gone from “self-injure to get out of running” to “never run if I can avoid it” to “not doing a marathon” to “maybe just one” is now considering what it would take to set a PR in Berlin and qualify for Boston and run 26.2 on every continent.*

(*Yes, including Antarctica—after doing an 18 mile training run in 3 foot drifts and a -18°F windchill, the Antarctic Ice Marathon doesn’t seem entirely out of reach.  See?  Crazy.  I’m thinking about an ultra.  Maybe just one.)

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