Austin Top 8!

After a great holiday season with a little too much good food & drink I was really looking forward to heading down to Austin, Texas for a week and a half to hook up with my teammates and coach and get the ball rolling for the 2015 season.

While Vancouver is about as good as it gets in Canada during the Winter nothing beats 20+ degrees (Celsius) in mid-January. Plus, Austin has a great reputation as an outgoing, athletic-minded city with good eats, beer and music. Some liken it to the Portland of the south. (or is Portland the Austin of the west?….)

After 8 nights in Austin I’ve put together my Austin Top 8!

  1. The State of Texas – Out of all the states in the US, Texas has got the reputation for being the biggest, baddest, all around most “American” state of them all. Having never been to the great state of Texas before I was excited to get down there and see what all the fuss is about. Well after finding a 2 inch long bullet on my first run (through a very quiet picturesque neighborhood) some Texas Stereotypes defintely rang true!
  2. The Weather – 20+ degrees (Celsius) in mid-January….enough said!
  3. The People – While we operate in a bubble during this type of training camp, the people of Austin we did meet seemed like pretty good people. They like to exercise and to eat good food. They are also a bit weird and they are proud of it. One afternoon we were warming up for a session on the track when a senior citizen rode by on his bike wearing nothing but a G-string! This got quite the reaction from our group which only encouraged the old man to start slapping his naked ass. Very nice Austin, very nice!
  4. Town Lake Running Trail – This trail is found right downtown Austin and runs alongside the mighty Colorado River. It’s 10 miles of crushed gravel with a few small sections of bike bath. It’s an amazing trail for doing off day runs and long tempos. It is also where every runner in Austin seemingly runs and on a nice day it can be tough to navigate.
  5. Entourage? I don’t mean the hit HBO series that ended back in 2011 do I!? Yes sir! Between training runs we literally just watched Entourage. Starting from Season 1, within the 8 days I was in the house we had cruised well into Season 6. Some say it was in prep for the new movie coming out soon, but I’m fairly confident it’s just an excuse to rest and do nothing else for hours at a time.
  6. Tex-Mex – I came down to Texas for 3 things… #1 a warm weather training camp. #2 Texas BBQ. #3 a sampling of some of the finest Tex-Mex you can find. Now I’m sure every Austenite has their favourite joint, but we hit up Polvos Mexican Restaurant and it did not disappoint! Enchiladas, Tacos, and Margaritas it was a feast fit for a luchador!
  7. Texas BBQ – If there is one thing that Texas does bigger and better than everyone else it’s BBQ. One night after a hard session on the track the team drove 20 miles out into the bush to “The Salt Lick”. Now this place is something out of a legend. It’s like the baseball field in “Field of Dreams” except, replace an Iowa corn farm with a big ol BBQ pit full of cooked meat, and the Chicago Black Sox with the Speed River Track Club. It was glorious! We ate a gross amount of meat products and then slipped into a meat induced coma.
  8. Speed River TFC – Even with all the delicious food and great weather, the main reason I went all the way to Texas was to spend some time with my team and coach. I’ve been living back on the west coast for 2.5 years but have stayed a part of the Speed River TFC the whole time. While there have been lots of changes over the years the core group has remained the same and it is always great to catch up with old friends. During the week and a bit I spent in Texas the group laid down a number of solid sessions and it felt great to be back training once again apart of a group.

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Canadian XC Champs

I haven’t made a post in a while…this is part due to the fact that I haven’t raced, or done much of interest this Fall. Fall for me (along with most runners) is base building season. It’s a lot of unsexy work. Fartleks, Mileage, Tempos, Mileage, Long Runs, Weights and more mileage. For me there is no magic formula and I dont even wear a Garmin. It’s just me and the beautiful trails that make Vancouver such an amazing running city.

It was about 6 weeks ago that I looked at the calendar and realized just how close Nationals XC Champs were. It was time to get to work. There wasn’t a dramatic change in training, but a change in mentality. I wanted to win nationals…badly! Nationals have been held in Vancouver for the past 3 years and they have gone quite well for me each year. I have been 4th, 3rd and last year I finished 2nd in a great race with Luc Bruchet. This was to be the 4th and final time thats nationals would be held in Vancouver. It would be my last hope at winning at home, on a course that I run almost every day. (I live 10 block away and sections of the course make up my morning run route.)

In the past couple of weeks leading up the race I tried to get on the course as much as possible, but we had some cold weather which caused the mud to freeze, making it very challenging to run on. Finally the course thawed and I was able to get on it to do a couple of sessions.

Since I do most of my workouts alone it is sometimes hard to gauge how fit I am. I typically just have to believe that if I have put in all the work than it’s likely I’m pretty fit. That said, about once a season I’ll hop on the track to do 4-5 * 1 Mile with 5 minutes rest just to see where I’m at. I did this workout a couple of weeks back and I rolled 4:29, 4:25, 4:24, 4:22 and felt pretty smooth. With that workout I knew I was fit. Big shout out to Rob Watson who came out to the track that day to run around and scream at me!

The week of nationals Vancouver saw an absurd amount of rain. Something like 150mm+, which is twice the amount that Toronto sees in any given month. It’s a lot of rain. On Wednesday of race week the course was a swamp but by Friday it had actually managed to dry up a bit. That said, when you put 600+ runners on it, it never seems to matter how “dry ” it is; the course will always turn to mud. Plus, on Saturday morning we woke up to 2-3 cm of snow on the course. When I opened the blinds to see this snow I smiled. I’m a mudder. I like it when the course runs tough. I was looking forward to the sloppy mess.

With the exception of Cam (Levins) and Mo (Ahmed) this years field was pretty loaded…

  • Kelly Wiebe – Sun Run Champ; CIS XC Champ
  • Luc Bruchet – Canadian XC Champ; 13:33 5000m PB
  • Alex Genest – Olympian (Steeplechase)
  • Taylor Milne – Olympian (1500m) and 8:27 Steeplechaser
  • Barry Brit – 2014 National Champ – 10,000m
  • Plus a whole bunch of other really solid runners

I figured Luc and Kelly would take it out hard. They aren’t much for sitting and kicking. They did exactly that and within 2km the front pack of 10 or so had been established. I worked my way up to the front and stayed with Kelly and Luc as they made a number of surges, slowly thinning the front pack to 5. I took the lead around 4km and began to put in a few surges of my own. I stayed at the front, pushing, until 1 lap to go and it was down to just Kelly and I, shoulder to shoulder. It was XC running at it finest. Two guys just hammering each other, neither guy giving an inch. Kelly made a strong push with 1km to go and I wondered if that might be it. We were running in mud halfway up our shins and it was tough to respond. I hung tough and as we came down onto the grass field and with about 800m to go I slowly started to catch Kelly. Finally with 500m to go I caught Kelly and as I so eloquently put it to the reporters afterwards…I “Unleashed the bear” to grab the win. (Ah The things you’ll say after running your brains out for 10km!)

This was a very special moment. This was my 1st senior national title. As I crossed the line I ran into the arms of friends, family and supporters who have been there for me the past 20 years as I’ve rode the ups and downs of an elite athlete.   Thanks to all those who showed up to cheer all of us runners on and to those who couldn’t be there in person but sent their support through other means. It means a lot!

Major props to Kelly Wiebe for a great race! I won’t soon forget it. I remember thinking with about 1 mile to go how awesome of a race we were having. It’s what the fans had come out to see and we delivered.

You can watch the race replay here on Trackie.ca

Full results here

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Photograph by: Manto Nakamura Manto@show.ca
Photograph by: Manto Nakamura Manto@show.ca

Memories of Glasgow

Well this post is a little delayed (sorry) but, after a long travel home from Glasgow I slept for a few hours in my own bed then turned around and headed off for a week of serious R & R on my parent’s boat. No internet, no TV and most importantly no training. Just Rachel, Andrew (my twin brother), Mum & Dad and me out on the open sea (more like sheltered inlets) for a week. The weather was warm, the beer was cold, it was great! But I’m back home now and figure it’s time to do a little recap from the Games.

To sum it up in a single word the Games were incredible! Glasgow outdid itself as a host city and my expectations for the Commonwealth Games were well surpassed. Beside the fact that the stadiums were all sold out, the competition was strong and the organization was top notch, the people from Glasgow (and all of Scotland for that matter) were the damn nicest people I have ever met. Seriously! They were the most helpful and genuine people you can find on this planet. There is a saying (apparently) that, in Edinburgh, if you ask someone for directions, they will give them to you very politely. In Glasgow, with equal politeness, they will say, “Come on, I’ll take you there”. This proved true more than a few times. And, the Scottish hospitality didn’t stop there, they even dished out some of the best Scottish weather you can hope for… 15 degrees and raining almost every day! I felt like I was back home in Vancouver!

So I got into Glasgow quite a bit before my race, like 12 days before. But, this being my first major games I have no regrets, however, it was a long time to sit around and wait. Sure there was tons to do; opening ceremonies to attend, events to watch, castles to visit, scotch to drink, but when you preparing for the biggest race of the year (and arguably your life) you’re not so interested in walking about castles and tasting Scotch (as good as it may have sounded). Instead we were doing our final training runs and resting in our rooms. Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner were the highlights and luckily the food was pretty darn good! …especially considering the 7000 person army they were feeding!

My last few workouts went great. I was coming off recent PBs in both the steeple and the 1500 so my confidence was high and I knew I was ready to lay down a good one. All week people kept on telling me how amazing the crowds have been and how they have just lifted their performance with the strength of their cheers. They didn’t lie. As I walked into the stadium that night and 50,000 people rose from their seats I got chills down my back. I remember looking back at Taylor Milne and just giving him the goofiest grin. This was special. We walked in single file around the curve and down the backstretch where we were then given a few minutes to do our final strides. With a Scot in the race the crowd was already cheering loud and when someone cleared a height in the pole-vault the crowd roared so loud I could barely hear myself think. Amazingly (But not surprisingly) above the noise there was one voice that rose above them all. When I looked over there was Thelma wright about 20-30 rows back on the back strength waving her Canadian flag madly, screaming at me, Taylor and Matt. I have known Thelma for most of my athletic career and it was pretty special seeing her at that moment.

On the start line there were 3 Kenyans, (and not just any Kenyans) one of them was, Ezekiel Kemboi the 2x Olympic Steeplechase Champion (Pretty good), One of them had run the fastest time in the world this year at 8:03 and the other one ended up beating them both to become the Commonwealth Games Champion. They were all studs. Then there were 3 Canadians, 2 Brits an Aussie and a Scot to make 10. Not a big field by any means and when the race went out at ridiculous 59 seconds for the first 400 meters (World record pace is a meagre 63 seconds) the field was shattered apart. 2 Kenyans led and I was hanging onto the back of a small chase pack that had formed which included Kemboi, Matt Hughes from Canada and Wilkinson the Brit. We were rolling and came through the first 1km in 2:42-2:43, by far the fastest opening 1000m of my life! But I felt relaxed and strong and kept rolling with it. I tried to keep the gap to a minimum but around the halfway mark in the race the gap had opened up just enough that I was then on my own. I had put a good gap on the group behind me so I was left on my own to get through the final 3 laps. It never got ugly and I worked hard to stay with it but the time just seemed to slip away and I crossed the line in 6th just managing to duck under 8:30 for a final time of 8:29.83. My 2nd fastest time of the season and 5th fastest all time. There were no fist pumps or pictures of me taking off my singlet coming down the homestretch but, after I crossed the finished line I took a look around at the 50,000+ fans packed into Hampden Park Stadium that evening and smiled. I came into the race hoping for a bit more but I was pleased with my effort that night. It was a special moment and an experience I won’t soon forget.

Throughout the games, and especially afterwards, when the media and bean counters all looked to sum up the Games and put them into perspective, it seemed that all everyone wanted to do was to compare these games with the Olympics. This confused me. I’m not sure why anyone would walk to try to compare anything with the Olympics. The Olympics are on a stage of their own and I’m not sure there is anyone out there that believes the Commonwealth Games are “more” important or even on a same level. That said, the Commonwealth Games still serve a purpose and are unique and special to themselves. They are a huge milestone in any athlete’s career and anyone that suggests the Commonwealths Games are no longer relevant were not in Glasgow this summer and I bet you that you’d be hard pressed to find anyone that attended a session at Hampden Park to say these Games don’t mean anything anymore. These Games were electrifying and provided every competitor with a great experience that will help prepare them and set the stage for Rio in two years’ time.

I just want wrap this little wrap up with a big thanks to everyone who has been there for me this past season. There were many of you! Thanks to DST and the whole team at Speed River, Chris Napier, Chris Munford, Kris Mychasiw, Trent Stellingwerff, Kirsten Barnes and especially to my family and Rachel. I’d also like to say thank you to my great sponsors; New Balance Canada, Inbox Marketer and MountainStream Elite! This was a year with some major highs and lows, thanks all for being there for me to help me get me back on my feet and chasing my dreams. Onwards to Rio!

The Water Pit - Photo Courtesy of Brendan Cleary
The Water Pit – Photo Courtesy of Brendan Cleary
Photo Courtesy of Brendan Cleary
Going over the hurdle – Photo Courtesy of Brendan Cleary

Update from Glasgow!

With 7,500 athletes and officials from 71 Counties/Territories the Commonwealth Games Athlete Village is exactly that…an actual village! Complete with 700+ housing units, multiple dining areas, cafes, bars, gyms, recreation centres, retail shops and a medical facility this place is humming 24 hours a day.

My first morning in the village followed a long day of travel and a short night’s sleep. I was still pretty tired when I finally pulled myself out of bed and stumbled towards the dining hall to get my first cup of coffee and bite to eat. Nothing could have prepared me for what I faced as I walked into the main dining hall. Thousands of people, line ups and incredible noise! I was half in the mind of turning around and heading back to bed. I pushed on (literally) and got my coffee, oatmeal and got out of there. That was madness.

Despite the rough start, after having been in the village for over a week I have fallen into a good little routine: Eat, Run, Eat, Nap, Run, Eat, Sleep, Repeat.

Not overly exciting but don’t let anyone kid you, life as an athlete can look more glamorous than it actually is. The key to life in the athlete village is to find a good balance. Don’t do to little or too much. With still 5 days till my race I got to stay activated and avoid getting too stale. The great thing is that we are in Scotland, in a new city with an international games going on. There is plenty to see and do! I have taken a couple of trips into Glasgow to see what the largest city in Scotland has to offer. I have heard plenty about Glasgow over the years and knew that Glasgow didn’t historically have the reputation of being particularly beautiful. Glasgow has a reputation of being a pretty rough and tumble town built on the River Clyde and based almost entirely on ship building. At one point in time 1/5 of all ships in the world where built here in Glasgow. Well times have changed, the shipbuilding industry has all but died and the city that once had 1.2 million people living in it has been reduced to roughly 600,000. But the story of Glasgow is far from over and all over the city you can see signs of rebirth and resurgence. The Commonwealth Games hope to play the role of catalyst in this showing off Glasgow’s new face to the rest of the world.

“People Make Glasgow” is Glasgow’s mantra and it’s the absolute truth. I honestly can’t say that I have met a friendlier group of people. Everyone from the volunteers to the locals seem to love Canadians and it’s hard to go anywhere without them wanting photos with us and asking if we happen to know their friend’s younger son who works in the “Virgin” store in Vancouver (I don’t). The locals (AKA Glaswegians) have made all of us athletes and official feel so welcome it’s been amazing!

We didn’t get to walk in the opening ceremonies as for anyone that has participated in these types of things in the past can attest that they are long and tiresome. Lots of standing around and waiting to finally enter the stadium near the end of the show, missing most of the entertainment. Instead we got tickets to watch the opening ceremonies from inside the stadium. This was the best deal because we got to see much of the show that we would have missed had we been outside the stadium waiting to walk in. The Opening ceremonies were spectacular with Rob Stewart and Susan Boyle as the headliners and Queen Elizabeth II making an appearance. The music was fantastic in the energy in the place was electric! I left those ceremonies inspired and feeling very fortunate to be a part of these games.

The athletics portion of the Games started yesterday, taking place at Hampden Park stadium (Scotland’s National Stadium). After having competed at the World Track and Field Championships last summer in Moscow where the stadium was left mostly empty for the morning sessions I expected that for the first day, of which mostly only heats and qualifying rounds were contested, the stadium would be half full. Not a chance! The Stadium was packed to the brim and the Scots were showing how much they love to cheer! There were flags flying from all over the Commonwealth and it didn’t seem matter if you were winning the race or 2 laps behind. The fans were knowledgeable and passionate! It was something special.

With only a couple days to go I am in full taper mode. Just a couple light tune up sessions to come and plenty of rest. There are only 12 men in my final on Friday evening, 3 Kenyans (including the Olympic Champion), 3 Brits, 3 Canadians (myself included), 1 Aussie, 1 Ugandan and 1 lad from the home nation Scotland. Training has been going about as well as I could hope for. Just need to get to the line healthy and the good things will follow!

Cheers

Chris

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Race Update – Switzerland is good to me

Switzerland has been good to me. Two summers ago I came to Luzern completely new to the whole European racing scene. I had no idea how it all worked and I had no idea about the “politics” involved. I quickly learned. You come to understand that in many cases, as in many things, it’s not what you know (or how fast you are) it’s all about who you know. In track and field it’s all about agents and meet directors. These people will ultimately decide which races where you can can’t race. I count myself very fortunate to work with a great agent, Kris Mychasiw. Over the past couple of seasons Kris has helped get me into races that I on my own simply could not. Because of this I feel that I am always having to prove myself. I take nothing for granted. If I’m given an opportunity I better not screw it up! In 2012 Luzern was one of these first opportunities and as a result I was just a tad nervous. Luckily I had my training partner and friend Alex Genest with me. He’d been around Europe and back a few times and knew how it all worked. I followed Alex around and just kept on saying please and thank-you. When it came to race time I continued to follow Alex all the way to the finish line where i ran a new Personal Best (PB) of 8:28.4 dipping under 8:30 for my first time!

Fast forward two years and I found myself back in Luzern. I’m much more experienced with european racing but my PB still stood at 8:28.4. My hope was that by returning to Luzern that I may be able to channel some of that similar magic from summers past. This time around I did not have Alex with me but I did have Taylor Milne. I always like having a friend/training partner with me at these meets as it helps to provide a sense of normalcy allowing me to relax. On the start line I was so relaxed that I even managed to pop a joke. The announcer kept pronouncing 3000m (trie thousand meters) which sounds an awful like 5000 meters. I mentioned that nobody wants to run a 5000m steeplechase…

The joke fell on deaf ears but luckily for me I was saved by the starter’s pistol and the race was underway. I didn’t have the greatest start and quickly found myself at the back of the pack. I tried to reassure myself that the lead pack had gone out too quickly but, after passing through 400m in 67-68 I realized I had not got out fast enough. I was buried at the back end of the field. I had some work to do. Over the next 600 meters I had managed to work my way up to the back end of the chase pack that included the 3 Americans and Taylor. It crossed my mind that I may have wasted too much energy in making this move so early in the race but once there I found my rhythm and felt pretty solid. A single file line formed with Donn Cabral leading the way. The race stayed this way until about 600 to go when all of a sudden the front pack that consisted of 3 Kenyans and 1 Bahraini started to come back to us. The last lap was a bit chaotic with our chase pack catching the leaders. I managed to keep out of trouble and saw that with a lap to go I was right on pace for a PB, I just needed to stay strong and get over the remaining 5 barriers safety. Coming down the home stretch I knew it would be close and so I leaned hard at the line. I had to sit tight for a few minutes and wait to learn my time…. 8:28.1! Although only a PB by 3 tenths of a second it was still my fastest time ever! Double fist pump! A couple of other guys ran PBs that night and so the mood around the finish line was a happy one. We all joined in a collective cool down jog and the watched a great series of fireworks put on by the meet.

Upon reflection I would have loved to have broke 8:28. It’s now the 3rd time I’ve run 8:28 and 4th time under 8:30. I’m over it and ready to go faster.

Next up is a 1500m at Heusden this weekend and then it’s off to Glasgow to put in some final prep for my race at the Commonwealth Games August 1!

Onwards to Glasgow!

Result – Men’s Steeplechase

1. 283 Kemboi Clement Kimutai 1992 KEN Kenia 8:21.50 1./I
2. 284 Kipsang Lawrence Kemboi 1993 KEN Kenia 8:22.25 2./I
3. 471 Cabral Donn 1989 USA USA 8:22.40 3./I
4. 390 Nganga Bernard 1985 KEN Kenia 8:23.18 4./I
5. 365 Forys Craig 1989 USA USA 8:24.09 5./I
6. 271 Bayer Andrew 1990 USA USA 8:25.71 6./I
7. 378 Uliczka Steffen 1984 GER Germany 8:26.79 7./I
8. 389 Koech John 1985 BRN Bahrain 8:26.82 8./I
9. 344 Winter Chris 1986 CAN Canada 8:28.17 9./I
10. 407 Steinhammer Christian 1988 AUT Austria 8:43.40 10./I
11. 369 Cotter Tomas 1990 IRL Ireland 8:47.23 11./I
12. 343 Milne Taylor 1981 CAN Canada 8:48.12 12./I
13. 368 Neeman Noam 1987 ISR Israel 8:55.08 13./I
14. 346 Hentschel Felix 1988 GER Germany 8:57.67 14./I
15. 129 Engelhardt Adriano 1992 SUI US Ascona 9:05.48 15./I
16. 130 Kern Marco 1987 SUI LC Schaffhausen 9:25.62 16./I

 

Check out this video for highlights from the meet!

Planes, Trains & Ridiculously Expensive Coffee!

After a 10 hour flight from Vancouver to Paris aboard the luxury airliner Air Transat, a 4 hour layover in Charles De Gaulle airport (I’ve seen better airports) and a 50 min flight to Zurich, I was pretty much wrecked. I managed to find a shuttle to my hotel for the night and even mustered up enough motivation to get in a 30 min shakeout. After being cramped up for 10+ hours on a plane with only a couple hours sleep this was one of those runs that you absolutely dread. I so desperately just wanted to remove all the compression gear I had been wearing for 16 hours and crawl into my bed and sleep. However, every now and then you surprise yourself. Once out for my run my legs didn’t feel that bad and the route through the rolling farmlands near the Zurich airport was stunning with the sun just setting and a thunder and lightning storm in view but not posing any immediate danger. I finished the 30 mins refreshed and smiling. It was great to be back in Europe.

It was not so great being wide awake at 3am but that’s what a 9 hour time change will do to you. I managed to keep myself in bed until 6:01 am when I finally decided it was a reasonable time for me to crawl out of bed and grab my first real meal in the past 24 hours.

I hung out at my hotel for a couple of hours before hopping a ride over to Luzern, Switzerland where my first race is tomorrow night. I had been looking forward to the drive through Switzerland’s famous mountains and valleys but it turns out that Switzerland isn’t up for all that and instead they just bore holes through the side of these mountains. So most of the ride was spent in tunnels. Very long tunnels!

Arriving in Leuven was a great feeling. Not only was the first major leg of travel completed, but I also have great memories from Leuven. It was one of my first European races back in the summer of 2012 and it’s where my current Steeplechase PB was set. I’ve come back again this year to hopefully conjure up some of that same magic.

Luzern is also a beautiful place set low down in a valley alongside a lake surrounded by the Swiss Alps. Towering over the city is Mount Pilatus which according to people, in the Middle Ages, a dragon with healing powers and spirits used to inhabit. It was also believed that the ghost of a Roman governor once found solace in Lake Pilatus and because of that for long time climbing the mountain was forbidden, as it was believed that woe betide anyone who disturbed him. Now it’s a major tourist destination.

The only knock I have against Switzerland is how expensive everything is! The cost of things is outrageous! A simple lunch of a Sandwich and a small bottle of water cost me $15 and a small coffee (No milk foam, or syrup or anything fancy!) from Starbucks was $7! This is madness. Otherwise Switzerland is top notch in my books.

Tomorrow’s race looks to be a good one. There are a couple of Kenyans up front then some familiar faces including my teammate Taylor Milne. The goal for the race is pretty simple, get out fast, stay out of trouble and run hard. I’ve ran a lot of races in the 8:28-8:32 range in the past 2 years and I’d love to take a shot at something faster. Tomorrow should be a good opportunity then it’s aboard a long train ride north to Leuven, Belgium to reunite with the Speed River crew and prepare for the next race!

Start List

3000m Steeple, Mens

StNr. Name Jg. Nat. Verein SB PB
283 Kemboi Clement Kimutai 1992 KEN Kenia 8:16.96 8:16.96
390 Nganga Bernard 1985 KEN Kenia 8:17.29 8:05.88
284 Kipsang Lawrence Kemboi 1993 KEN Kenia 8:19.90 8:19.90
389 Koech John 1985 BRN Bahrain 8:19.99 8:16.96
365 Forys Craig 1989 USA USA 8:26.30 8:26.30
343 Milne Taylor 1981 CAN Canada 8:27.81 8:27.81
378 Uliczka Steffen 1984 GER GER 8:28.86 8:22.93
344 Winter Chris 1986 CAN Canada 8:31.25 8:28.46
271 Bayer Andrew 1990 USA USA 8:37.21 8:37.21
368 Neeman Noam 1987 ISR Israel 8:38.15 8:38.15
407 Steinhammer Christian 1988 AUT Austria 8:43.67 8:43.67
369 Cotter Tomas 1990 IRL Ireland 8:44.15 8:41.02
130 Kern Marco 1987 SUI LC Schaffhausen 8:46.92
346 Hentschel Felix 1988 GER GER 8:51.63 8:40.87
129 Engelhardt Adriano 1992 SUI US Ascona 8:56.54

Luzern

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Luzern Selfie

Luzern Track

Catching Up

The last time we chatted I was in Guelph, Ontario preparing for the Speed River Inferno with hopes of hitting a last chance, at the buzzer shot, standard to qualify for the Commonwealth Games. It was the absolute last day anyone could hit a qualifying standard and I needed to run under 8:32 to put myself in the pool of athletes eligible for the Commonwealth Games. Until that day my season’s best was 8:36. I had some work to do. Chris Dalhunty stepped up big time and offered to pace us at 8:25 pace. This was exactly what we needed if we were to have any hope of getting under the standard that night in Guelph.

The steeplechase was the last event of the evening and all night others had been hitting fast times. I knew this was as good an opportunity as any. We had a rabbit, the weather was perfect and the crowd was big and loud. From the gun it was fast and Taylor Milne and I hung onto Chris Dalhunty. Pretty quickly I realized It was not going to be one of those races where is would come easy. It was going to be a grind. I hung onto the back of Taylor for as long as possible and even when the gap opened up I tried to stay positive. The night before the race I visualized what I would need to see on the clock with 2 laps to go to have a chance at the standard. The number I came up with was 6:18 (or faster). I hit 6:18 bang on! I knew I had a hope but I had to get moving. Unfortunately the next lap was slow and I hit the bell at 7:27. I needed a 65 sec lap or faster. The fastest of that race. I also knew that Alex Genest had found his legs and was closing hard on me. I put my head down and hammered. I knew it would be close, so close that I even pulled out the middle school chest lean at the line. 8:31.25! I had just squeaked it! Double Fist Pump!

Speed River Inferno

I had to sit tight for a few days before they named the official team. There was rumors circulating that Athletics Canada may take those with a “B” standard but until I saw my name on the official document I wasn’t going to breathe easy. I must have refreshed the page on Athletics Canada 100,000 times. Finally it was posted and I was named to the team.

This was surreal. Coming into the season making the team was my #1 goal. But there were times it seemed far out of sight. 9 weeks prior I had just arrived in Flagstaff and was barely running. I was getting crushed in workouts. I have to give so much credit to the team I have around me. I leaned on these people hard. Everyone including my Coach, Teammates, Physio, Massage Therapist, Psychologist, Physiologist, family and especially Rachel were all there for me providing me the assistance/confidence I needed to get me back rolling. Thanks you all!

Onwards to Glasgow

With the Games still 6+ weeks ago there is still lots of time for improvement. This is great because I feel more ready to go at this time in the season than ever before. Having missed all of indoors and only having raced a handful of times so far this year I feel fresh and excited for the opportunities ahead, starting with nationals next weekend!

The 2014 Canadian Championships take place in Moncton, New Brunswick, June 27-29. Check out www.moncton2014.ca for all the details and info for live streaming. Should be good times!

 

Cheers

 

Chris