Training Update

With less than two months to go before my departure for the Gambia and with three great training races just around the corner, I thought it may be time for another training update to let you know how my preparation to run across the Gambia is going.

Needless to say, I have been running a lot!  After laying down a solid base in January and February,  I have spent the last couple of months increasing my weekly mileage to over 100 kilometers.  At first, this increase left me feeling tired and with heavy legs, but by now the body has adjusted and I am feeling fantastic!

Increasing the mileage also meant adding another running day.  While I often just managed to get out for five runs each week, I have been consistently getting six running days in each week for most of March and April.

On one of those running days, my workout consists of a 13 kilometer run to the office followed by another 13 kilometers at the end of the work day for the commute home.  Even on those days, my legs have been feeling good and I will now begin to add a second day per week to do this double workout.

In addition to running lots of mileage, I have also introduced some quality runs.  On Tuesdays, I either join the gang at the track or I do a solo tempo run.  It’s been fun mixing it up a bit!  Since the snow has melted in the Gatineau hills, I’ve also gone back to doing more trail running, which around here equates running hills.  At first, my body was not happy with this change, particularly since all the city running this winter was flat, but now I have started to adjust to this as well.

Next weekend, I am looking forward to heading to St. Catharines with Team Love4Gambia to run the Chocolate Race 10 miler.  Since this will be just a training run, there will be no taper and Sunday’s race will cap off yet another 115 km week.  Then on May 18th, we will be heading for Halifax to join the Team for the Blue Nose Marathon and the weekend after, I will also be taking in the Ottawa Race Weekend with Team Love4Gambia.  These two marathons will also just be training runs to get some long mileage in while in good company of a few thousand other runners, including our amazing team members.

Due to a shoulder injury from a silly fall at the start of the ski season, all my cross great cross training plans came to naught.  The shoulder is still causing pain and have not been able to ski or do yoga.  Even strength training options are limited, since many movements still cause discomfort.  The MRI I had last week should shed some more light on what’s going on, but fortunately this has not had an effect on running!

It is hard to believe that in two months from now, I will be running in the Gambia!  I really look forward to the experience and to meeting many wonderful people on the journey across the country.

I am really grateful that my body has adapted so well to the increased training load while getting little rest due to pressures at work and lots of time spent fundraising.  I am even more grateful to the support of the many donors, our Team Love4Gambia members running in the Blue Nose, Ottawa and Chocolate Race weekends, my amazing sponsors Mizuno, Aerobics First and Gatorade and to my training partner (and general partner in crime!) Marc!  Thank you for your continued support!

Andrea

Big Running Shoes

Monday, August 1

Leybato Guest House

Ashley and I have been doing a lot of things on our one week post-run-across-the-country holiday.  We’ve been lying on the beach. We’ve been swimming, believing that the Smiling Coast’s water can cure all. We’ve been practicing yoga on the beach. We’ve been spending as much time as possible with our guys Spider, Kebba, Pa Modou and Pa’s wife Agie. We’ve been crying every morning at breakfast.  We’ve been trying to hold onto as many Love4Gambia moments as possible.

In our moment-capturing, we’ve developed this list of “roles” that each of our invaluable team members played. When we began, we had titles like “runner, logistic man, driver, nurse” but very quickly realized that we were a team that would take care of each other together.  Titles and duties weren’t necessary.

Ashley Sharpe

  • Be the nurse
  • Take care of Erin, should she need taking care of
  • Feed Erin
  • Water Erin
  • Mix the team’s Gatorade
  • Be the manager
  • Tell Erin what to do when Erin is no longer functioning at full capacity
  • Put Erin to bed
  • Sometimes wash Erin’s running gear (what a girl)
  • Sunscreen Erin
  • Lead team effort to make Erin eat more
  • Push Erin out of the truck when she doesn’t want to run
  • Run 100km across African country
  • Run farther and longer than ever before
  • Tape Erin
  • Massage Erin’s quads
  • Manage the boys
  • Try to prevent the boys from harming themselves
  • Threaten not to take care of boys should they harm themselves through stupidity and stubbornness
  • Sing special Canadian songs while running
  • Negotiate permission for Erin to have one single Julbrew on a school night
  • Participate in many giggle-fests
  • Possible contributor to Akon-conspiracy (?)
  • Monitor pathway between Erin’s brain and mouth and intervene when necessary (understanding that running 25km a day makes one emotionally labile)
  • Drive the NSGA truck through the bush after relearning a stick shift on an African dirt road
  • Manage all of the money
  • Manage our room key
  • Yell at boys “no crying in the truck” when necessary
  • Be an irreplaceable part of the team

Pa Modou Sarr

  • Run 136km across The Gambia
  • Run even when not feeling like it
  • Be DJ extraordinaire for 424FM: All Akon All the Time
  • Sing Akon when Akon is not playing
  • Develop interrogation skills for upcoming film appearance as CIA Agent Momodou M. Sarr
  • Entertain team with dramatic performance as President and continue performance much longer than a lesser skilled person could ever continue
  • Tease the Fula
  • Become brothers with the Fula
  • Arrange media appearances, electricity or no electricity
  • Hold Erin’s hand during media appearances
  • Remain at the ready to assist falling runners: “Careful Ashley!”
  • Take care of Ashley while Ashley is sick and Erin is running
  • Become Ashley (for 1 day)
  • Pack the truck
  • Unpack the truck
  • Secure location in which to unpack truck and put team to bed- sometimes requiring way more negotiation than reasonable (Soma)
  • Drive the truck
  • Operate the Flip camera, the Cannon camera, the Nissan Patrol stick shift, the gas pedal and possibly 1 of his 2 cell phones simultaneously (what a man)
  • Teach Ashley to drive the truck (while recording driving lesson, thanks Pa-parazzi!)
  • Listen to Erin’s stories and answer her questions
  • Keep Erin company by keeping in-step with Cliff Matthews’ track warm up drills
  • Celebrate each 20km and 5km accomplishment
  • Remain the push-up king (sorry, Ashley)
  • Beat Spider’s kilometer total
  • Practice yoga on demand- Namaste!
  • Yell “morfing” at kids who incessantly yell “toubab” at Erin and Ashley
  • Surprise team with full cooked breakfast on rest day
  • Cheerfully allow Erin and Ashley to talk with wife Agie every day
  • Entertain Erin with football stories while running across country
  • Share marriage stories (go Team Marriage!)
  • Make Erin feel better when she’s ill (preferred method- decorating Erin’s “presidential convoy” truck)
  • Pull Erin onto the road on mornings when she doesn’t want to run
  • Make the breakfast tapalapa sandwiches for the team while singing Akon in the front seat
  • Read the team our daily messages from Aunty Debby
  • Get Erin enough food and water
  • Locate appropriate trees for rest
  • Hold the team together with easy, caring nature
  • Be an irreplaceable part of the team

Kebba Suso

  • Be the King: EGWEEEE!
  • Run A LOT of kilometers next to Erin
  • Fill in all empty running shifts following team decision about Erin not running alone
  • Sing to Erin when running is hard (in English or Mandinka)
  • Listen to Erin’s stories
  • Answer Erin’s questions (sometimes with strategically shortest answer possible: ‘poverty’)
  • Be the Dalai Lama when Erin needs some extra spirit
  • Provide Erin’s anthropology lessons while running
  • Lead kids in singing
  • Lead mamas in singing
  • Mislead crowds who are gathered for the president and instead receive a running white girl and a running Gambian
  • Make Erin feel better when ill (preferred method- decorating Erin’s “presidential convoy” truck)
  • Pack the truck
  • Unpack the truck
  • Secure location to unpack truck and put team to bed
  • Drive the truck.  But frequently threaten to abandon the truck if driving the truck interferes with running quota.
  • Force Ashley to drive
  • Get our morning tapalapa (bread)
  • Cut the mangos
  • Be Ashley’s brother.  Evidence of brotherhood- much playful quarreling
  • Grow gorgeous, brave and generous sons and nephews to share the running work on a day when the team was down
  • Share sisters Bintou and Fatou with the team (we love you, sisters!)
  • Possible contributor to Akon conspiracy (?)
  • Practice yoga- Namaste!
  • Use smile to light up the truck
  • Use laugh to light up the truck
  • Get Erin enough food and water
  • Locate appropriate trees for rest
  • Exhibit patience during Fula-Serere battles
  • Pay 80Dalasi in fines for saying “I’m hot”
  • Locate and bring Ashley to the bootlegger on Erin’s birthday
  • Occasionally impress team by eating more rice than Pa Modou
  • Celebrate each 20km and 5km accomplishment
  • Be an irreplaceable part of the team

Dodou Bah/Spiderman

  • Infuse team with energy and enthusiasm on Day 12
  • Be the lead running vocalist
  • Be the lead running dancer
  • Be the lead running army chanter
  • Banter with the Serere
  • Become brothers with the Serere
  • Dance with Ashley
  • Keep mood happy at all cost
  • Guard Erin while running through insane traffic in Serrekunda
  • Lead swimming lessons for Pa Modou and the Suso kids in Bwiam
  • Engage in high stake kilometer competition with Pa Modou
  • Fit into the team like the 5th finger of a glove
  • Catch up on more than 2 weeks’ worth of team jokes
  • Playfully follow Pa Modou’s orders like a good sport
  • Lead opposition party in Pa Modou for President
  • Be the ‘Bachelor’s Team’ with Ashley
  • Happily do warm-up drills with Erin and Pa Modou on days where legs are slow to warm up to running 20km
  • Celebrate each 20km and 5km accomplishment
  • Become the 5th glue that holds the team together.  Dodou Bah: “Together we stand; united we fall; Black and White unite; together as one.”
  • Talk Erin and Ashley through their return to Canada: “the body will return home but soul will live on in The Gambia”

Erin Poirier

  • Run
  • Coach team
  • Help team take care of each other
  • Do what Ashley says

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Laughter is the Best Medicine… Until you Sprain your Laughing Muscle

Post from Ashley:

The Love4Gambia Team (Erin, Ashley. Kebba, Pa Modu and AKON) have a lot of laughs each day. I’m sure that what we find hilarious probably is not quite as funny written in a blog, described on the telephone or viewed in a video recording. Some things you just have to be there. That’s what helps hold this team together so strongly. If you’ve ever travelled with a group, you know there are often things about your fellow group members that drive you crazy after some time… it’s hard to travel with other people.

We here at Love4Gambia have been doing very well getting along despite being tired, hot, sore and coping with the frequent issues that arise while travelling across a developing nation. While Kebba and I argue about how much he is allowed to run, it’s all in love (and not wanting to have to nurse anyone back to life this early in the game). So here we are on our ninth running day- at the completion on this run, we will have run 231km, over half way to Banjul and just under 200km to go. I know that we can get to the finish and still like each other at the end because the first half has been filled with such laughter.

I know we already made you a funny list,but  it grows each day.

More things we find funny:

Location of AKON cassette interrogations by Agent Pa Modu Sarr

Erin’s worsening lack of shame while changing behind trees with less and less coverage

Multiple types of shit jokes/shitting in trousers

Being so tired/hypoglycemic that 1) Erin throws her garbage in our laundry bucket after I tell her where the garbage is 2) then throws perfectly good contact lenses on floor and turns around to 3) find me spraying on toner as perfume.

I thought I had a really bad stitch but discovered it was always there, even while not running… laughing injury perhaps?

My teammates thought it was funny watching a donkey get stuck hanging in the air because his cart was heavier than him and his owners could not seem to get him down (I did not share the laughter in this one, it was SAD!)

Answering questions inappropriately with “jamarek” which means “I’m fine” because I have poor wolof vocabulary.

Donkeys make all kinds of noises… none of which are depicted by Disney.

While toubabs love babies… they don’t always love us… we’re scary white monsters.

When a monkey stops to look at you, they often point their butt at you as if to say, “Kiss this!”

Any time someone seriously uses the word “unscrupulous”, it’s funny. Just sayin’

Now, its 10:33 AM and things are less funny. Erin ate such a good breakfast of Banana Milk (whole milk with banana flavour, a good amount of tapalapa and a cookie that her belly is now revolting. It is NOT accepting its scheduled energy gel and it is not accepting acceptable quantities of Gatorade. Nurse Ashley not panicking. I can always force feed her later. Now is not the time. Erin confessed to me the other day that while she was running, she threw up. A lot. In her mouth. And swallowed it. I  find this horrifyingly gross. She said she couldn’t waste the fluids/energy and really couldn’t drink another litre of her despised Gatorade and energy drink. I don’t want her to swallow barf again, so I’ll let her take it easy on the Gatorade this run. Break we will have to get lots of juice/energy drinks into her because this morning after we finally got started (after an ENORMOUS thunder/lightening /rain storm) it was very humid, so sweat loss was high. Erin says if she were home in Canada right now, she’s be lying on her bed, not running.

10:50 AM update. Erin barfed in her mouth. Damn that’s gross. Is it wrong to take photos of her while she’s feeling unwell? Oops, too bad I already did. But Pa and Kebba just dressed the car in leaves/tree branches like the president’s vehicles are… that should cure her. She just needs an appropriately dressed entourage vehicle behind her. Surely her gut will stop barfing with that. It can’t hurt. I don’t know if her Shotski Mantra is helping the barfing thoughts though… hmmm.

We made it to rest time! Erin is trying to get through her energy gels and a fresh batch of Lemon-Lime Gatorade. It’s slow, but she’ll get there. Pa and Kebba are resting and trying to keep the kids from overtaking Erin’s rest/personal space. We hit 20km on the outskirts of a village so there is little privacy- toubabs always attract a crowd of kids.

4:15 PM I had planned to run 2/5km recovery run to make 7km total today as per Coach Erin’s orders after my big (for me) 10km run day yesterday. Erin still was not feeling well after our rest as we started out on the recovery run. We chatted about some of the funny things above, and the metres flew by. We laughed so hard that I forgot that running is hard. I laughed so hard I cried. Then a group of boys joined us and ran the rest of the 2km with us… barefoot. We were at 2km at the top of a hill and I felt okay to leave Erin, she was feeling much better. Laughter (and kids!) really is the best medicine, at least temporarily. Erin still doesn’t feel great but she snacked, finished her Gatorade and is now napping like a good patient. Now I just need to wait for more good material for any future tough days.

Day 8: Unremarkable is Remarkable

July 16, 2011.

Day #8. 206km run!

Soma, TransGambia Lodge, 4:30pm. Too hot to nap. No electricity = no fan.

Celebrated the 200km mark today, whoo-hoo!

Today was remarkable because it was unremarkable. All parts of the runner’s body and the team were smooth. We got our kms in.

I didn’t run any kms alone today. Pa joined me for the first 5km. Ashley for 5-10. Kebba 10-20km and then both Pa and Ashley for the last 5km. That’s right, people, Ashley ran 10km today for the first time ever!

At rest today, we were under a tree on a farm as usual.  A grandmother farming brought over her 2 year old granddaughter to the see toubabs and poor baby shrieked and cried.  She could even look at us.  Grandmother was delighted.

A few notes on how I’m feeling.  Aka the injury report. I’m not injured. Ashley has an overuse injury on her abs from laughing.

Of course my legs hurt and of course it’s hot but I can manage both. The heat in non-negotiable so I continue to just put it out of my realm of conscious thought. I hurt in an acceptable way- my legs are fatigued from hard work in the general leg vicinity. I don’t have any “oh shit” injured parts.  My gut is behaving and is accepting 4 litres of drink over my 2.5 hours running. I did anger my gut a bit by eating 4 bananas yesterday but they were so impossibly delicious that it was worth the risk.

Much of our run was through forest today so less community love for team Love4Gambia.  We did stop to drink in the centre of Pakali Ba today and the truck was quickly surrounded by curious kids. When finished drinking, I asked them if they wanted to run with me and they all said “YES!”  So off Kebba and I went with about 10 kids trailing us. I love the way the kids run.  A few will “run” with good form, a few will “run” with a mix of skipping, hopping and arm waving while giggling crazily. Kebba led the kids in “Thank you Erin, thank you Love4Gambia” and all traces of fatigue vanished from my tired legs.  If I could put the feeling that I get from running with these kids into a pharmaceutical bottle and sell it at Aerobics First, I would be a millionaire.

Happy report from the support truck.  As we’ve written about before, my main man Pa Modou loves Akon more than life and Akon has accompanied us for many of the 206km we’ve run.  But Akon mysteriously disappeared 2 days ago.  The Akon cassette reappeared last night…  Pa is much happier.

The Rains Down in Africa

Tuesday, July 12, 2011, 9:30pm, Janjangbureh

Day 5, 125km run!

Today we received the treat we’ve been waiting for, RAIN!  Finally!  As we were leaving camp this morning, the first few drops began falling.  It was blissfully cool, about 24 degrees, during our first 20km run and it rained for most of it.  After days running at 37-38 degrees, it was unbelievably lovely.  Kebba said he was cold.

We took our rest at the camp as we were only about 10km away at the end of 20km and because, obviously, it was raining out.  After a 2 hour rest, the rain had cleared and it was like a new day began.  This new day was 37 degrees.  Its unbelievable how it different the weather can be in one day.

I was so grateful for the rain today because of how I was feeling.  Now when you read this, know that I am fine.  But the seams on the bucket were leaking a little bit today.

My first 4 days of running involved a lot of negotiation with my stomach/gut.  The runners out there know what I mean.  When you run, much of your blood flow gets diverted to your legs to power then.  Much of the blood supply to your gut gets shunted to your legs.  I am running in 38 degree heat and I absolutely need to drink almost continuously to stay ahead of my fluid and electrolyte loss through sweat.  But a gut with little blood flow isn’t so pleased with this.

My first 4 days with “Gut” sounded like this:

Erin: We need to drink 3 sips of Gatorade now (my rule is always 3 sips at once)

Gut: Sigh. If you must. But we aren’t happy about it

Erin: 3 more sips

Gut: Not now, we are dangerously close to the vomit/poo-your-pants threshold

Erin: Ok, but in 500m we must drink.

My negotiations to eat food during our 90 minute rest weren’t as successful as I always hovered closer to the vomit-threshold.  I haven’t been able to eat as much as I wanted or as much as Ashley, Pa and Kebba want me to during this period.

Today, negotiations with Gut turned sour.

Erin: Gatorade is coming

Gut: For the love of God, why have you been shaking us up and down for 2.5 hours a day nonstop for 4 days. WTF.

Erin: Because we need to run. Gatorade coming

Gut: So help me God, if you drown us in artificially colored sugar and salt one more time, you’ll be sorry

Erin: Gatorade has to come

Gut: You’ve left us no choice but to squeeze you in protest.  For 20km.

And so I ran all of my 20km this morning with waves of gut cramping.  I ran behind a tree twice.  Kebba and I even walked about 200m so I could calm Gut down.  This has nothing to do with African/tropical illness, it’s purely a runner phenomenon.  I drank way less than my target today because I just couldn’t put it in my stomach.  Luckily with the cool weather and the rain, I wasn’t sweating as much and could survive on less fluid.

My team was brilliant as always.  We were laughing tonight about how there is no modesty and no secrets with a team that is trying to run across a country.

Back at camp for rest, I ordered a sandwich about 90 minutes in.  It arrived about 2 hours into rest.  This is the longest window between running and eating that I’ve had.  The waiter brought me a “canned meat” sandwich, aka Spam.  On a full load of tapalapa, it was bigger than a footlong sub at Subway. I figured that I already felt really bad, what’s the worst that could happen and I ate almost all of it.

Honest to God, it cured me.  I had no problem with my second 5km run.  I drank my target of 750ml of Gatorade. The moral of the story is that you can shut your gut up with Spam. Amen.

Aside from my cramping stomach, I’ve had to operate on my left toe blister again.  I also took off my socks at 20km and was highly offended to see a huge blood blister on a right toe known for good behavior. I was trying to tell Ashley that despite blister and cramping problems, we could at least be grateful that my legs are fine.  And then she reminded me that both of my adductor (groin) muscles are taped.

Anyway, I think that today was a day of struggle to overcome and the good news is that my second 5km run was as comfortable as any run I’ve ever done.  I think tomorrow will be a good day.  The holes in the bucket have been patched.

My team was really significant to me today.  When I get home, it won’t be “Erin Poirier ran across The Gambia.”  It’ll be “Team Love4Gambia- Erin, Ashley, Kebba and Pa Modou ran across The Gambia.”  I run all of the steps each km but we share this.  We share the work.  We take care of each other.  I only ran 3km solo today, my people, Pa, Kebba and Ashley plan each morning to stagger their runs.

Halfway through this morning’s run, I was feeling like I feel during the mid miles of a marathon.  Where you need something to focus on to help the time disappear.  On the road to Banjul, you don’t need to look far for this focus.  Additionally, running next to me is often Kebba who is like my personal Dalai Lama- so full of inspiration and encouragement and support.

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