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Runners are always talking about “hill training” or “hill work” as a great supplement to a normal running routine. I have been running for about a year and a half now, actually ran a half marathon in 2010 (barely), am currently training for another half and a full this year (yikes), and yet I had never tried this mysterious “hill work.” Until now.

It started when the training schedule I’m following instructed me to run “4-5 hills at pace” this past Tuesday. I stared at this cryptic command for a while. Did it mean run up a hill five times really fast? How big of a hill? Did it mean five separate hills? Or one giant hill cut into five parts? And how long was I supposed to run up this hill or hills? So many questions!

Thank god for the internet, right? After browsing through a few sites and reading a bunch of information on hill work, I found this Runner’s World article to be the most helpful.

This is my main takeaway: hill work is essentially running up a hill like a crazy person. That’s pretty much it. Sometimes you do it in short intervals – as short as 10 seconds in fact – and sometimes you go for longer uphill runs at a less extreme angle and a slightly slower pace.

On Tuesday, for my first foray into the hills, I tried the 10 second version. For these, you need one hill with a decent incline. Luckily, there is a good one in my neighborhood. So, at the end of a three mile slow-ish run, I ended up at the chosen hill, looked down at my timer, and bolted up that bad boy for 10 seconds. Then, I walked back down and around the base for a two-minute recovery. I repeated this five times. And then I ran home.

Woman that is not me running up a hill (Photo credit: womenrunningtogether.com)

After reading the Runner’s World article, I thought there was no way I would need two whole minutes of recovery time. Well, I can tell you now that it’s no joke. Sprinting up a hill at full speed is hard! And the two-minute recoveries were very much needed. I can also tell you that the workout awakened muscles I didn’t know I had. The rest of the week was a bit of a struggle because I was surprisingly sore.

Despite the challenges, I can’t wait to do it again. Why? First of all, I felt really hardcore, and I love that feeling. Also, it’s a great way to build up strength, speed and endurance for a big race. I can’t wait to see how regular hill work and different types of hill work (longer hill repeats or even longer uphill runs) help my overall fitness. Oh, and I also love to freak out the neighbors by running super fast by their houses over… and over… again.

It’s been more than a week since the Kelly St. Patrick’s Day Shamrock 5K in Baltimore and I think the excitement has finally worn off enough for me to write this post. Ha, but seriously I’ve just been busy at work. In any case, it was an awesome race!

I arrived early, per usual, due to my never-ending race anxiety. I swear, even if I was running two blocks I’d have race anxiety. Will the alarm go off in time? Will I remember my chip, my bib, my ticket for the free beer? Not to mention my iPod, my Nike +, and something to cover my head. All are essential items on race day.

Since the start and finish were at two different locations in downtown Baltimore, Jamie very kindly dropped me off at the start. We parted ways and I meandered about the starting area for a very long 45 minutes (like I said, always early). Two things immediately struck me. The first was that this was going to be a super fun race. Not one person was in a color other than green. And if you weren’t wearing green, you were in a costume of some kind. As a side note, my favorite costumed runner was the guy with the Guinness can dangling out in front of his cap, like a carrot. Clever, I thought. And highly entertaining. And of course there was music blasting and camaraderie being shared. All in all, a festive starting line indeed. The second thing that struck me, however, was that there was no bathroom in sight. This is pretty much a giant “Oh Jesus” moment for me, but I got through it.

Me running in the Shamrock 5K (Photo credit to Jamie)

Beer, bar food and laughs post-race

The gun went off and off we went – a sea of green running down Charles Street toward the harbor. After one hairpin turn, and of course 3.1 miles later, we arrived at the finish, which, conveniently, was also a huge nightlife area here in town. Bonus! Jamie and I decided against the free beer line, though, because it was ridiculously long. Soon enough, we found our friends at one of the bars.

I’m happy to report that my official chip time of 26:44 is a personal record for me (a “PR” as runners like to say). But, if I’m being completely honest, I was hoping for better. My times have improved over the winter months and I thought my first spring race would be faster, but who am I to complain, right? It was a PR! And, if I really analyze all the factors, I’m sure I could point to the beer the night before, the flu-like symptoms I had been experiencing, the long-sleeve shirt I’m sure I didn’t need, and so on. Well, you live, you learn, as Alanis would say. And would I trade the 3.1 miles of green-tinted entertainment or the three hours of hanging out with friends afterward? Not a chance.

A week ago or so, I suggested to some people that they try peanut butter and jelly in oatmeal. This created quite the scene! Peanut butter and jelly in oatmeal? It was crazy talk. But little did they know that runners have been putting weird things in oatmeal for centuries now, a ritual that provides added nutrients and a welcome spark in an otherwise dull bowl of oats.

Here’s how it works. First, you take a bowl of your favorite oatmeal. Now the purists out there will tell you that old fashioned or steel cut oatmeal is the best, the most nutritious and the lowest on the sugar scale. All of that is true, of course, but, frankly, I don’t have the time nor the taste buds to make it through a bowl of the stuff. Maple and Brown Sugar, anyone? You know what I’m talking about. So you take your oatmeal, already cooked as you normally would, and you follow two more steps: you add a dollop of peanut butter and then a dollop of jelly. Right on top.

Bowl of peanut and jelly oatmeal goodness

Um, yeah, so that’s pretty much it. You can stir it up or eat it more strategically (perhaps one spoonful of oatmeal and peanut butter, then one spoonful of oatmeal and jelly, and so on). The possibilities are really endless. You could even replace the peanut butter with nutella, or honey as my friend MichaelRunner does. Now that’s crazy.

There you have it! My favorite pre-long run breakfast. Enjoy!