songs of experience

Track & Field Olympian, Joan Nesbit Mabe, waxes philosophical... and sometimes wanes.

11/30/2006

I love you, 2!

Filed under: Joan @ 9:25 am

Ahh, I am feeling rather nostalgic today. Two out of my three running groups are folding up their tents at the end of our fall season. Seejanerun’s goal race is this week-end …. a 7-mile technical trail race in which I plan to duct-tape my shoes so as not to get sucked off by the mud … followed by a luxurious afternoon at the spa. Nice contrast there. Sort of like when I ran my local favorite race, “The Misery Run” (through cow pies and over 5-foot high hay bales) in a skirt - one of those TRIKS (”skirt” spelled backwards). I was going for the oxymoronic effect!

I can’t wait to run my guts out on Saturday (does anyone else besides midwesterners use the expression, “____ your guts out”?) but I am truly sad that our time together has come to an end. Over the winter break all the mother bears go into hibernation. I will miss my friends’ company on long runs and at the coffee shop afterward.

I will also miss my Pacer bear-cubs on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons. Tonight is the end-of-year banquet and maybe I’m feeling particularly emotional because I have watched the slideshow over and over to iron out the kinks. My technically savvy 13 year-old put the whole thing together and I am amazed! She ended the piece with an artsy shot of the back of two older Pacers’ running away … running into their future, growing up and away from our safe Pacer family. She chose to play Louis Armstrong’s “What a Wonderful World” as this photo faded out:

pacers

so, no wonder I’m feeling nostalgic!

I am tyring to come up with a few words to sum up the season and to thank the parents and coaches for their faithful work …. but all the usual exclamatory remarks feel canned (”amazing!” “awesome,” “couldn’t have done it without you,” - which I couldn’t - “something I’ll never forget,” - which I won’t - “I am honored” - which I am) … like some cheesy Toastmasters’ speech. I really just want to say “I love you” to be honest, but I won’t. I daren’t.

The overwhelmingness (NOT a word, I know) of I love you is a theme that recently gave me a jolt. I “found” this graffiti art on a brick wall in town:

i love you
and quickly zipped home to get my camera. Driving away with my digital find I was pondering the motivation of this anonymous lover (was his beloved one person or all of us?) when I nearly crashed my car into this SECOND universal love note:

love 2

If I have the nerve, I plan to add my own graffiti to the wall … the number “2″ underneath!

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11/22/2006

Don’t Have Energy Anymore

Filed under: Joan @ 6:17 pm

If you look at my November posts on the calendar (to the right) you will see precious few dates showing up black. Friends have asked me, “Hey, how come you aren’t blogging anymore?” and I answer, “I N O” (I dunno), but I think I do know. I think I am suffering from adrenal fatigue, which is finally being recognized as a real, diagnosable condition. Now, my own GP did not discover this through a traditional thyroid test (mine came back in the normal range); I figured it out myself because I was having insane cravings for black licorice. Yep. Licorice. The stronger, the better. I wish there was a licorice soda or licorice syrup for ice cream - there is a licorice gum and Altoids makes a curiously stong licorice breath-mint. Curiously, I was eating bags of licorice candy after all my hard work-outs and I didn’t know why - until now. Apparently, licorice root is an herbal remedy for adrenal fatigue; it helps the body produce higher levels of cortical - the hormone that is depleted when your adrenal glands are spent.

Why are my adrenal glands spent? you ask. Well, I do think I have cumulative depletion from years and years of getting “up” for races and work-outs. Having only been injured once in 25 years, I ran cross-country, indoor and outdoor track along with road races all year round … which required a LOT of flight adrenalin (from “fight or flight”). I also drink way too much coffee - mother’s little helper (a safer drug, but a drug nonetheless) and over time my body has developed a tolerace to the caffeine, so I need stronger and srtonger espresso to produce the same high. [Well, it's not really a high anymore - it's baseline funtioning - the amount of caffeine needed to keep from crashing the car driving the kids to school].

What’s the solution? Perhaps Dr. Eric could chime in. Do I need to go cold turkey on the caffeine? horrors! Quit running for a spell? double horrors! Maybe I’ll start with some DHEA, whatever that is. Maybe it’s an acronym for Don’t Have Energy Anymore.

Adrenal Fatigue and the Fight or Flight Hormones

by, James M. “JimLow” Lowrance

“There is a commonly experienced health problem that is beginning to be recognized by more Doctors, called “Adrenal Fatigue”. It is also know by the names “Adrenal Exhaustion” and “Low Adrenal Reserve”.
This condition, which causes characteristic symptoms (syndrome), has become increasingly common over the past several decades. The main symptoms caused by Adrenal Fatigue, include; fatigue, low tolerance for stress, joint aches, low tolerance for exercise, irritability, anxiety, depression, low resistance to allergies and sicknesses, sugar & salt cravings, and over consumption of caffeine. The reason for the craving of these substances last mentioned, is due to the need to supply energy from other sources, due to the person’s adrenal glands having the diminished ability to do so.
This brings us to the understanding of what this syndrome actually is. It is a syndrome of the adrenals, that have become exhausted, due to prolonged, chronic stress that has been placed upon them. The adrenal glands, which are two small glands, one sitting on each of our two kidneys, are designed to give the human body, the ability to handle and spring back from stress. They do this by means of releasing hormones, that circulate throughout the body, giving it coping abilities and energies to deal with stressors. These stressors, are anything, mental or physical that put a demand of any kind on our bodies. This means stressors can be positive or negative but either type will place demands upon the adrenal glands.
The most important hormone released by the adrenals that help us deal with stress, is the one called “cortisol” or “cortical”. It, like the hormone adrenaline, is also a “fight or flight” hormone, the difference being that while adrenaline is the hormone to help us with immediate need for increased bodily functions to deal with tasks at hand needing performed, cortical, is the long-term fight or flight hormone, that gives us a steady ability to handle all of our everyday stressors.
With today’s fast paced society and the increased demands for stress-coping, it is very easy for people to overuse their adrenal reserves, giving them inadequate rest and time, to rebuild these hormone resources. Not getting enough sleep after overwork, plus adding other bodily stressors, such as bad diet and overuse of caffeine, sugar and other stimulants, including tobacco, the adrenals eventually begin to run down. Once a person reaches this state, they begin to experience the concerning symptoms that result, as listed above.
Strangely, for many years, this syndrome was unrecognized, due to Doctors only recognizing more serious adrenal conditions, the ones actually classified as diseases, rather than syndromes, that cause full-blown “adrenal insufficiency”. The main disease that is in this category, is called “Addison’s Disease” and is very severe and even life-threatening if treatment is not administered for it. These forms of full-blown adrenal insufficiencies, are not stress-caused syndromes but are actually due to diseased organs and are irreversible, unlike adrenal fatigue, which is most often reversible with treatment and care.
Conditions that can more severely influence adrenal fatigue, causing it to worsen or happen more frequently in people with it, include Thyroid Diseases, Anxiety Disorders (PTSD) and other diseases that either seriously affect the body or cause a lot of mental and emotional stress. It is also my opinion, that both CFS (Chronic Fatigue Syndrome) and FMS (Fibromyalgia Syndrome), are conditions that are strongly related to adrenal fatigue. This has also been concluded by medical research, including that done by U.S. Institutes of Health.
My question to those Doctors who still do not recognize adrenal fatigue, would be this; “If other organs of the body become fatigued, from relentless overuse of them, how in the world could the adrenals escape this same reaction, when bombarded with chronic, prolonged stress?”
People suffering adrenal fatigue, are tested many times for levels of cortical and are found to have very low-normal levels and even clinically low levels. They do however, pass the ACTH Stimulation test, the one most often used to detect severe adrenal diseases and this test rules out true adrenal insufficiency. To believe a patient needs no treatment because it is not full blown adrenal hypo-function, is in my opinion a disservice to these patients, who suffer very real symptoms from this adrenal fatigue syndrome.
What treatments help patients with adrenal fatigue? The more basic treatments, are those the patient can do with some effort involving their own lifestyle. Getting more rest and sleep can be tremendously helpful, Cutting back and even eliminating stimulants from the diet, such as too much sugar, caffeine, alcohol and tobacco, can also help greatly. Reducing stress, through relaxation and pursuit of enjoyable activities that allow for stress reduction, can help as well. Exercising to your tolerance level, can also help build up the adrenals and the body in general but exercise must not be overdone but increased gradually at a safe and helpful pace.
Supplements that can also be very helpful, in building up adrenal function, include good multivitamins, the “B” vitamins (especially B-12), vitamin C, magnesium and zinc. You can also take short-term over-the-counter supplements to add to your vitamins, such as DHEA, which is another adrenal hormone, that will convert into the needed cortical, adrenal glandular, which is animal based adrenal extract, containing adrenal gland tissue and licorice root extract, which helps the body produce higher levels of cortical.”

11/14/2006

graffiti art in chapel hill

Filed under: Joan @ 8:30 am

neruda

translation
“I want to do with you what the spring does with the cherry trees.”

11/12/2006

tu-whit tu-whoo … the owl incident

Filed under: Joan @ 12:45 pm

owl
I’m still recovering from the gargantuan effort of race directing the Pumpkin Trail Run. Only my family knows the toll it took on my … health? life? When I invest in something - a person, a place, or a thing (my runners, my trail, my race) - I put way too much into it. Too much. It’s not normal. Other people don’t invest this way. Is it obsessive-compulsiveness that causes me to care more than others? Often I feel isolated in my life’s efforts (if only I could find other musicians to play with me as the Titanic is sinking!). My heart is always on the verge of breaking, truth be told.

Things affect me. I over-think and over-feel what others might take in stride … like when the owl attacked me yesterday, out on the trail. I was cruising along picking up orphan flagging from the 9-mile Vine race, enjoying the musty smell of November leaves, sweat trickling down my lower back, when I felt this thump on my head like a log had fallen from a tree. Then, immediately, a double-poke or skewering as my head was pulled back by TALONS! (yes, “large talons,” Napoleon). “AHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHH, AHHHHH!” I screamed - like the proverbial banshee - and whirled around to find this massive thing, this territorial beast, staring down at me from his oak throne (in the middle of the day - aren’t owls nocturnal?!) as if to say, “Get the __uck off my property.” I kept up my absurd howling, figuring this would prevent him from striking again, and picked up a huge stick to hold overhead - like the little dude in The Gods Must Be Crazy - as I hightailed it out of the trail. I kept stopping every few minutes to frantically look up and around, fully expecting another attack.

I made it safely out of the woods - now with blood trickling down the back of my neck - but I am still not recovered. As I said, things affect me. When I told my husband about the owl incident, he simply said, “Awesome. I wish it would come after me.” Over a dozen runners in Chapel Hill have been similarly attacked by this crazed owl, so maybe Dave sees it as some sort of trail-runner’s christening or rite of passage. I don’t feel particulary blessed by this fright, but I do wonder what it means … what I’m supposed to learn.

Pragmatists would argue, “Learn not to run on that trail anymore,” but I wonder if there is something sybollic or spiritual about my encounter with the owl. Is it like the creature in I Heard the Owl Call My Name” foretelling my future?

Is the owl telling me to wake up?
.. to pay attention?

To what?
tu whit to-whoo

11/1/2006

good things come to those who wait

Filed under: Joan @ 9:04 am

In my Woody Guthrie book, I just read about his musical group from the 40’s (with Pete Seger) called The Almanacs.

“The Almanacs found a large house at Tenth Street and Sixth Avenue [in New York City] for ninety-five dollars a month and were joined by several others: Sis Cunningham and her husband, Gordon Frierson; Arthur Stern; and Bess Lomax, Alan Lomax’s sister. To pay the rent they held Sunday afternoon gatherings called hootenannies. People paid a small amount to squeeze into the basement and play music. Lee baked bread, the Almanacs bought a couple of jugs of cheap wine, and everyone sang and argued untll their voices were hoarse and the wine and bread were long gone. Pete tried to keep order in the house, but the place was a chaotic mess, even though cooking, cleaning, and household chores were supposed to be shared equally.”

This reminds me of my days in a house full of runners called, “The Ranch.” When I graduated from college I tried a real teaching job for a spell, only to discover my heart wasn’t in it … because my heart (and mind, body & soul) wanted to run. Most serious college athletes quit when they graduate, naturally. It’s nearly impossible to make it in the sport of professional running ….even moreso now than in my day because the foreign athletes set up camp in the US and show up in swarms to gobble up all the road race prize money. There are few, if any, running “teams” like other pro sports, so a runner must scrape by with prize-money earnings from road races and meager sponsorship stipends from shoe companies, while any job they work must be flexible enough to allow for frequent travel.

When I won the Peachtree Road Race in 1995, there were still several Americans finishing in the money. Now, look at last year’s top-15 finishers in the men’s race:

1 MARTIN LEL KENYA 27:25
2 WILSON KIPROTICH KENYA 27:49
3 WILLIAM CHEBON CHEBOR KENYA 27:54
4 GILBERT OKARI KENYA 27:59
5 MICAH KOGO KENYA 28:02
6 SAMUEL RONGO KENYA 28:15
7 RIDOUANE HARROUFI VANCOUVER WA MAR 28:30
8 MARIO MACIAS ALAMOSA CO MEXICO 28:47
9 NEPHAT KINYANJUI KENYA 29:04
10 ANDREW LETHERBY BOULDER CO AUSTRAILIA 29:10
11 KARIM EL MABCHOUR MAR 29:14
12 ERNEST KIMELI KENYA 29:15
13 NICHOLAS MUREI KEN 29:18
14 JASON LEHMKUHLE MINNEAPOLIS MN 29:22
15 SIMON WANGAI KENYA 29:43

The lone American, Jason Lehmkuhle’s, 200 bucks for 14th place will hardly allow him to pay rent. So, you can imagine how important it was for me to be able to live in a house full of runners and only pay $147.00 per month for a room. We didn’t train together, oddly, becasue we were all on different schedules, but just knowing other struggling artist/runners were NOT giving up their dreams of “making it” inspired me to carry on. I worked as a waitress and ran twice a a day, in the morning on the trails in Duke Forest and on the track at night, many evenings alone or with just one of my Ranch partnters, Bernie Prabucki.

Bernie was the Pete Seger of the group. He was our folk hero, struggling to make ends meet while going to grad. school, but determined not to quit running until he ran the best race in him. I don’t know if his 13:46 for 5k (run several times) and qualifying for the 1988 Olympic trials semi-finals was “enough” for Bernie to retire with satisfaction [I should ask him sometime - he lives in Carrboro!] but I do know that living with Bernie … I was the upstairs left room; he was downstairs, right - next to the kitchen … and witnessing his sacrifice was enough for me. After my 2 years at The Ranch I realized I could endure just about anything for the sport I loved. I could survive being poor and hungry (pasta was all we could afford); I could make it without a real job or societal acceptance; I could train virtually alone and with no coach; I could live through years (and years) of banging on the door of “making it” - only to be let in, finally, after 16 years - because Bernie showed me how to wait my turn.

Bernie had this saying, translated from Polish, “Too good is no good.” which took me a long time to understand. What if I’d had the $50,000.00 a year shoe contract? What if I’d been able to train at a fully-funded facility, complete with healthcare and a travel budget? What if I were on the cover of Runner’s World magazine? That would have been no good for me. I needed to struggle and fight and endure.

GOOD things come to those who wait.
Thanks, Bernie.

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