Sequel to iFitness Hydration Belt Review

Last month I wrote a review of the iFitness Hyrdration Belt, singing its praises. It’s the best one I’ve tried, but I had two minor nits to pick.

The first was that the bottles I had were kind of leaky. Well, apparently the good folks at iFitness noticed the complaint on this blog, which is read by literally tens of people. They reached out to me, apologized and sent me two replacement bottles. I didn’t have to do anything! That’s customer service folks.

The second was that the belt only came with two holsters and bottles, which is fine for half-marathon training, but I like to have more for longer distances. You can order add-on clips and bottles. So I did.

How did that work out? Well, I thought I was going to have to write a negative review. After wrestling the holsters onto the belt, filling the bottles and walking to the park with no incident for my first run fully loaded, the extra weight started pulling the belt down around my ass. This was extremely frustrating.

But! After the run, I got home, wrestled the holsters off and tightened the belt up pretty good. I’m happy to report that this weekend’s 18 mile run was completed with four full bottles and no slippage whatsoever. The iFitness belt still kicks ass.

The bottle clips are sort of a pain in the ass to get on, but that’s actually a good thing because they don’t slip or slide up and down the belt once you do have them on the belt.

So, there you have it. The iFitness belt, which I thought kicked ass with two bottles, is even better with four bottles. Just don’t forget to tighten your belt.

Eighteen Miles With Robin Williams

OK, so maybe I ran BY Robin Williams on the Brooklyn Bridge while he was filming something. Didn’t see the starlet he was acting with as her back was turned to me and I was entirely too cool to turn around and stare.

But this run, though? I took this run, tossed it on the bed and had my way with it. It was that good.
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Review: The iFitness Hydration Belt (or: The Best Running Fanny Pack)

If you see me out on a long-distance run–or even in some longer races–you’ll note that I’m running with what looks like a fanny pack. Non-runners may judge me for this. Non-runners can kiss my ass.

I used to mock these hydration belt setups. The first two times I trained for a marathon, I ran only with a handheld bottle. The first two times I trained for a marathon, I was an idiot. Not only did the bottle not hold enough water for any run longer than 10 miles, but as light as it was, it still tired out my arms. Seriously, even running with keys in your hands for more than six miles gets annoying pretty fast.

My first season with Team in Training, I picked up a Fuel Belt brand hydration belt. It had four bottles for fluid and a small pouch for money, credit card and, importantly, ID. Because if you’re out on a solo run and something lays you low — a heart-attack, a car, one of those little kids with those damned razor scooters — and you don’t have ID, then what?

Some people ask: “Hey, doesn’t that belt bother you?” Nope. Not really. I even ran with it in races because it was more convenient than dealing with the typical clusterfarg around the water tables.

But the Fuel Belt isn’t, shall we say, optimal. It rides sort of low, bounces around quite a bit and the pouch it comes with is pretty small. You can get additional pouches but they look goofier than the belt and none of them really seem big enough to hold a key item some folks like to run with — the modern smartphone, which has grown the size of a brick.

So Cara and I purchased the iFitness hydration belt (16 oz). I can’t say enough about this belt. It fits much better than the Fuel Belt — and this is for both men and women. (Cara had a Fuel Belt as well). This is partly due to material and partly due to construction. The waterproof pouch in front can hold everything you need–money, credit cards, i.d., keys, iPhone or HTC Evo-size phones and, quite possibly, a small child. It has two little loops built in for Gu packets (or whichever brand you prefer). And while I haven’t used it, it comes with a racing-bib holder that positions your bib right at crotch level.

All of this and the belt does not slip. It does not ride up. It does not ride down. It stays put. This is why we like it.

Beefs with the belt? The biggest beef is that it only comes with two eight-ounce water bottles. So I’m sort of back to not having as much hydration as I’d like. I’m going to order an additional bottle and clip and will report back to see if that bounces around or changes the performance of the belt. I’m also not crazy about the bottles themselves. Mine leak a little when I squeeze them. Cara’s bottles, however, don’t leak–so that might just be a fluke on my part. And it’s not like the Fuel Belt bottles never leaked either.

To Infinity and Beyond, Etc.

Look at this and hum “Eye of the Tiger” to yourself. Thank you.
At 7:34 last night, I reached my fundraising goal for Team in Training thanks to an extremely generous donation from Stephane Clare, aka The Real Dawn Summers. She just turned 25 again and must have gotten a lot of birthday money — as well as one of the best birthday presents a New England Patriots and Tom Brady fan could ever get (short of a chance to vanquish Giselle in a duel and then win his hand in marriage.) Seriously go read her birthday post to see what she got for her birthday. Even if–as a rational human being–you despise Tom Brady and the New England Patriots, you’ll find the post funny and touching.

So yes, I reached the goal of $2,350 on the nose.

But meeting some arbitrary goal is not what’s important here.
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Coach Kenny and the Case of the Stomach Cramps

Sometimes the coach must do what the trainee needs, not what the coach wants. This morning the coach really, really wanted to stay in bed. But Cara’s been struggling to get her motivation going AND she wanted to do hill runs in the park BUT runs at 5:30 and wasn’t sure if it was safe to go alone before the sun was completely up. So Coach Kenny dragged his ass out of bed a full two hours before he typically does (hell, let’s be honest: a full three and a half hours) to go running in the park.

Also, we have Book of Mormon tickets for this evening, so there was no way we could punk out and say, “Let’s run tonight” (and then just get home after work and watch Big Bang Theory reruns and feel smug because hey, at least we don’t run like Penny and Sheldon).


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More Happy Endings, Please

Before most TNT Group Training Sessions, we have what is called a Mission Moment. As you’d expect, a lot of these stories are heartbreakers — friends, siblings, children getting the diagnosis, struggling to accept, suffering through treatment. Many make it. But too many don’t. As you’d also expect, sometimes before setting out on a group training run, we all have ourselves a good cry.

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Paging Nelson Muntz

What a beautiful morning for running. 58 degrees? No humidity? At the end of June? Get the hell outta here! If it hadn’t been a stupid conditioning day, I probably could have done a 10 mile run. Backwards. It was that nice out.

By the way, I’m till raising money for TNT, so bust out the wallet!

Bonus, non-running related anecdote. As I’m running into the park, there’s a woman running out and she spots something on the ground and for about three seconds starts to freak out. Eyes get big, hands start fluttering, feet start high-stepping and she says, “Oh my god, oh no.”

There was a smushed snake in the road. A smushed, plush snake, I should explain — some child’s discarded stuffed animal, soggy from last nights rain, it’s tongue hanging out. The woman saw me seeing her make a bit of a fool out of herself and blushed. Sometimes I wish I could do a Nelson Muntz impression, because, “Ha ha!”

Did 6 400M uphills with downhill recovery. I possibly could have done more, but last time I did these (before Brooklyn Half), I screwed up my hamstring. I’m also still breaking in the Spidey shoes.

1.15 mile warmup.
Uphill 1: 1:46.0
Recovery: 1: 3:00

Uphill 2: 1:48
Recovery: 2:56

Uphill 3: 1:49
Recovery: 2:59

Uphill 4: 1:53
Recovery: 2:58

Uphill 5: 1:53
Recovery: 3:08

Uphill 6: 1:49
Recovery: 1:24 (not a full 400 obviously)

Then stretching and a little strength training.

Also, in technology-related annoyances. Thanks to DailyMile for not syncing with Garmin this morning. And thanks to Garmin for finding the perfect beeping pitch to send one of the dogs into a mini seizure.

Governors Island Race

Yesterday, we ran the Get Outside on Governors Island 10K. According to the Garmin, I finished in 49:16. This is unofficial time, but I think it’s close enough to official time (which was posted on a board after the race but hasn’t been posted online yet, which is fine by me.)

I wasn’t going for a PR (that’s technical running jargon for Personal Record). Or that’s what I told myself. I ran a total of 8 miles on Saturday and yesterday’s was the hottest race I’ve run this season. And I didn’t get a PR. Considering heat and the previous day’s training, I’m perfectly happy with the pace, but it WAS slower than my Brooklyn Half pace. Started out strong, but faded. Oh well.

I’d highly recommend this race. It was a lot of fun. And different. Check out the map. Ridiculous amount of turns, narrow paths, cobble stones, bricks, grass, running through a moat. (Did not wear the Spidey shoes for this one)

Was a little concerned about the narrow paths, but aside from the first twenty feet after the start, this race didn’t feel crowded at all. And for the $20-something dollar entry fee, you get a really good shirt (Ladies, they had women-specific shirts as well), a decent bag and a metal water bottle. Oh, and a good race on beautiful Governors Island. Definitely will do this one again.

1 7:48.9 1.00 7:49
2 7:44.3 1.00 7:44
3 8:00.8 1.00 8:01
4 8:04.7 1.00 8:05
5 8:13.4 1.00 8:14
6 8:38.9 1.00 8:39

Time to Join Team in Training, Kids. No Excuses.

It’s that time of year! Once again, the purple-shirted cult members of Team in Training are fanning out across the country and across Facebook and Twitter to recruit new members. And this is the year you will join. You will go to an introductory meeting and be inspired (and maybe cry) by the mission of Team in Training and you will get a purple shirt and you will sign up for a race.

A bunch of us at work sign up every year, and every year we try to get more people to run. This year, the coordinator asked me to write an email to be sent out to all of our coworkers in order to cajole and/or guilt them into running. I thought I’d share a modified version with you all.

So. Here are 10 reasons to join Team in Training.
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The 2012 Brooklyn Half Marathon

The corrals stand empty prior to the race
MILE ONE
I spent the first mile of the Brooklyn Half Marathon wanting to murder the organizers at New York Road Runners. (Do a social-media search of NYRR and you’ll see that’s been a common theme over the past year.) I’d had nightmares visualizing what it would be like to have 15,000 people trying to navigate the first couple of miles of the new and “improved” course. It would be a clusterfuck of GoogaMooga proportions. And in the first mile of the race, these visions were coming … well, actually it wasn’t as bad as I initially thought it was going to be. But I was trying to hit a PR and Mile One was going to make things difficult.

The fact of the matter is NYRR could only be faulted with two things in the execution.
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