42.31k
Start 19.00
Official chip time 4:28:03.
Sunday: And I came storming in at the end - I felt brilliant.
Very odd day with the race starting in the evening - lot of travelling and hanging around. Weather was perfect.
One dodgy moment for me was around 25k when I got a sort of stitch, not in my side but just left of centre under my diaphram(? not exactly sure if this is the right word). Managed to run through it by slowing down and breathing out hard when I landed on my right foot (the opposite one from the stitch - tip I heard on a podcast). I suspect this was because at around the halfway mark I was thinking 'Ach, actually a half is a better distance, it would be quite nice to stop now'. My mind maybe gave this on to my body which then tried to give me a reason to stop. At this point too I was overtaken by the 4:15 pacing group and I realised I'd been going much too fast to be sustainable for me.
But from about 30k I felt great and just pushed as hard as I could.
Monday:I must say I feel I've recovered remarkably quickly from the marathon. I used to have a day or so of feeling my thighs protest if I went up stairs but yesterday I did a good bit of walking and felt fine and stairs are/were no problem either. Ha, can't be trying hard enough after all - it surely isn't normal not to suffer a wee bit more... I do feel I've cracked the tapering thing now at last.
Trying to think of anything else I can tell about Saturday's run. It's a bit of a blur in some ways. I don't recall that much of the scenery, I was just concentrating on the running and the people around me. One of the things I like about big events is seeing all the different sorts of runners. I saw one man with Enormous calf muscles - I swear they were wider than his thighs.
I really enjoyed the last 12 k or so. Put one of my earphones in for an injection of Skunk Anansie and AC/DC and remember fair flying through the drink station at 35k. And at this point among the 4+ hours runners there's a fair number of runners just shuffling along, obviously suffering (I know, I've been that shuffler...) so I really had to suppress my inner smug git as I overtook them. I also feel it's not quite good manners to overtake folk somehow... after years of being a back of the pack runner I would like to get used to this idea of picking off those in front of me but it's not something I yet feel 'qualified' to do. (Sorry this sounds a bit garbled.)
Have just looked on the site and my netto time was 4.28.03. Photos aren't up yet but here's a bit out the local paper with the leading woman on a scenicy bit. Most of the run was on road or tarred cycle paths but there were a couple of k of grassy bits like the one in the pic.
As I totally forgot to save my 5k lap stats on the garmin I'm glad the organisation did so for me on the site - here's the link to them. Fastest 5k was the second one and I got progressively slower from there but
Start 19.00
Official chip time 4:28:03.
Very odd day with the race starting in the evening - lot of travelling and hanging around. Weather was perfect.
One dodgy moment for me was around 25k when I got a sort of stitch, not in my side but just left of centre under my diaphram(? not exactly sure if this is the right word). Managed to run through it by slowing down and breathing out hard when I landed on my right foot (the opposite one from the stitch - tip I heard on a podcast). I suspect this was because at around the halfway mark I was thinking 'Ach, actually a half is a better distance, it would be quite nice to stop now'. My mind maybe gave this on to my body which then tried to give me a reason to stop. At this point too I was overtaken by the 4:15 pacing group and I realised I'd been going much too fast to be sustainable for me.
But from about 30k I felt great and just pushed as hard as I could.
Monday:I must say I feel I've recovered remarkably quickly from the marathon. I used to have a day or so of feeling my thighs protest if I went up stairs but yesterday I did a good bit of walking and felt fine and stairs are/were no problem either. Ha, can't be trying hard enough after all - it surely isn't normal not to suffer a wee bit more... I do feel I've cracked the tapering thing now at last.
Trying to think of anything else I can tell about Saturday's run. It's a bit of a blur in some ways. I don't recall that much of the scenery, I was just concentrating on the running and the people around me. One of the things I like about big events is seeing all the different sorts of runners. I saw one man with Enormous calf muscles - I swear they were wider than his thighs.
I really enjoyed the last 12 k or so. Put one of my earphones in for an injection of Skunk Anansie and AC/DC and remember fair flying through the drink station at 35k. And at this point among the 4+ hours runners there's a fair number of runners just shuffling along, obviously suffering (I know, I've been that shuffler...) so I really had to suppress my inner smug git as I overtook them. I also feel it's not quite good manners to overtake folk somehow... after years of being a back of the pack runner I would like to get used to this idea of picking off those in front of me but it's not something I yet feel 'qualified' to do. (Sorry this sounds a bit garbled.) Have just looked on the site and my netto time was 4.28.03. Photos aren't up yet but here's a bit out the local paper with the leading woman on a scenicy bit. Most of the run was on road or tarred cycle paths but there were a couple of k of grassy bits like the one in the pic.
As I totally forgot to save my 5k lap stats on the garmin I'm glad the organisation did so for me on the site - here's the link to them. Fastest 5k was the second one and I got progressively slower from there but
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