Last year I had quite a bad experience, I went at it chasing a time that wasn't realistic so ended up shattered, achy and disappointed. Despite running a PB!
Since then, my attitude to running has changed a fair bit. I don't beat myself up (too much) after a 'bad run' for one thing and I see every race as an experience as I do a chance to chase a PB. If anything, my average speed is a bit slower than this time last year and I'm behind where I was at this point for building miles up in training for the half but, for the moment I'm quite relaxed about it all. Which is unusual for me as I normally like to worry about everything all the time.
So anyway, back to the race. As my alarm went off and I began to panic about my lack of clean running club shirt and sports bra it dawned on me that spending the day before sharing a bottle of wine, cocktails and three bottles of Prosecco with my best friend might not have been the most clever plan. Luckily (and by some small miracle) I wasn't hungover, but I had enough to flap about that I was bloody relieved by the time I made my way past the portaloos and into the familiar race village on the Nottingham Embankment.
There's always a lovely atmosphere are the Women's Running races. I really love how there is such a diverse bunch of ladies all ready and raring to go by the time the starting horn sounds at 10am.
I'm pretty sure they were a new addition this year, but for the first couple of hundred metres after the starting line there were tiny cones everywhere ready to map out the path later on in the race. Add this to the normal initial crowds and it was a bit of a nervous trot by myself and my fellow runners not to trip over and end up with a tour de France (or alternative cycling race) style pile up. Because of this, as soon as I was past them my race pace brain came into force and I knew I needed to leg it for a bit to make up some time.
So I ended up doing the first few miles at a much faster pace than I normally aim for on long runs (9:30min/mile as opposed to 10:30, if you're interested) until my legs and feet started to really bloody hurt. I think this was in some part as a result of being on them all day the day before bopping around town rather than taking it easy as I should have done.
For some reason, I really struggled to bring my pacing down to what it needed to be if I was going to avoid completely doing myself in before the last few miles. So I decided the best thing to do would be have a little walk and start again.
A little walk turned into a series of little walks as my leg ache continued under the ever-increasing heat which was proving to be a hindrance. By the time I got to about 4 and a half miles in I gave myself a right talking to as I knew that the much reduced pace I'd taken on would lead to me being disappointed with my finishing time so I picked it up again and settled into a nice trot through the embankment taking in the views and the race day atmosphere.
The last bit was fairly uneventful, although I do want to point out the great comment I had from a fellow runner who said I had really good pacing and that she recognised me from other events. Ironic considering the ups and downs of this race so far!! Just the words of encouragement I needed as I entered the last mile and saw the faces (and huge banner) of my spectator fan club.
I really do love the last bit of every race, the bit where the "I got this!" feeling really kicks in. With great words support from the marshalls cheering us though those last couple of hundred metres I was ready for my finish line sprint through the cheering crowds!
I came in at a respectable time of 1:03:34 and was handed a fantastic medal, along with a lovely technical t-shirt and the best goody bag I receive each year.
So another one done and dusted! If I'm counting correctly that's 12 10km races now since my first one two years ago. At the time, I'm not sure I'd have believed it if someone told me everything I'd achieve in the last two years. And I've no plans of stopping yet!!!
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Rach, Rach's banner and me! |
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Club photo of the lovely Notts Women Runners |
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A very smudged make-up finishing photo with a great sparkly medal |
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More finishing celebrations |