- I would be floored by the dreaded lurgy for a whole two weeks over Christmas that left me feeling bleak even after the worst had passed
- The additional mince pies, quality street and cheese (mmm cheese) had resulted in an additional 5 pounds to haul around. Worth every ounce, I am not complaining, just stating a fact.
- The weather would be totally, and completely, miserable. Wind, rain, side wind, icy rain, all of the wind and all of the rain. All the time
|The Course, with loop de looping included (the square bit)|
Thankfully after 6km, having given myself a proper talking too, the race picked up. I gritted my teeth through the windy bits, and although I couldn’t quite find the additional oomph that I needed to get my pace back where I wanted it, I didn’t collapse under a bench and wait for everyone to go home either.
In fact, by the time I got to 9km I thought I might just beat my last PB. Sod the wind, I thought I’d give it a bash. Heading under the bridge and coming out by the Serpentine, my energy stores fizzled (thanks lurgy) and although I managed a stronger finish, I missed setting a new PB by 15 seconds. GAH
|BLING! First one of 2014. Oh and my lovely manicure|
All in all though I am pretty pleased with my effort bearing in mind my lack of any recent, viable training and the devil weather. Medals collected, times received (so quick! very impressed), I grabbed a coffee with a new running pal that I had met while registering (we both needed cake) and laughed about how mad we where to have gotten out of bed that morning. Running nutters. Got to love them.
That just left me to get my drowned-rat-looking self home. Even the dry clothes I brought along got pretty soaked on the way back to my flat. And thanks to wind, rain, sweat etc, my hair looked like this. Two de-tangling brushes, leave in conditioner and a few tears later, I managed to get it looking mildly human and less wildling. I almost had to get the scissors out.
Vanity aside, it was a brilliant way to welcome in 2014. I ran a race, got a medal, made some friends, drank some coffee, had some cake, jumped in puddles. Got really muddy. Not bad for a Wednesday.
All this bodes well for my next race on Sunday (Regent’s Park 10K) in which I need to make peace with my hatred for lap courses. This one loops Regent’s Park THREE TIMES. So boring. But apparently a great course to PB *fingers crossed*
Happy New Year everyone, hope there’s more where that came from!
|My shoes, in the recovery position|