If I was going to sum up my race in one word that word would be struggle. The first half was good, I felt decent and ran fairly well. The second half not so much. I walked here and there to stretch out my Achilles which was niggly but most of the struggle came from a stubborn pain I had down my front. What the hell even is that? It wasn't stomach pain, higher up, it wouldn't go away and it sucked.
So. I fought through focusing on how every bloody step would help me in the long run. I then managed not to have a clue what my pace was until Sunday when Kev downloaded my watch and mentioned it wasn't awful (7:10/km). I know these tough runs inevitably lead to strong runs.
|Photo from Tri It|
Since it was freezing I managed to miss Kev and everyone else finishing due to being huddled in the car. He ran an awesome 30k. I'm excited to see how his 50 goes, I think he'll rock it.
I froze my ass off trying to take a non blurry selfie at the end. My favourite running hat is also struggling, at least the S didn't fall off - Run It Fat?
This was a brand new race from Tri-It this year, quite a few people I know also eyeballed the wall - here is my favourite race report from Tina. (Spoiler; she had all the fun)