So round we go and at 13 miles we were 1 minute inside my 3:28:xx pace band. Through the woods, back up towards the town and the start of another 9 mile lap over the same dodgy pavements leading through the villages south of the town. At about mile 18, I got frustrated running single file behind a couple of slower guys and accelerated past. I don’t think my friend followed and I didn’t look back as I started to weave a bit on the road and my vision was going in and out. Was this the Wall?
I kept my pace by slamming in a couple of High 5+ gels (with caffeine) and focused as hard as I could on the next group ahead – it was the only thing I could do, as I was now on my own but still moving quicker than anyone else. I got through that crisis and kept moving through the field without referring to my watch as I had noticed that I was checking every 1/4mile and that doesn’t help!
“Stay focused on the road and the people ahead and only check the mile markers” became the new mantra, and so from mile 20 that was all I did. I even kidded myself that I only had 5k to go when in fact it was nearer 10k…..Those last few miles were long and hard into the wind, but I was now sure I was going to finish and it was just a question of the time.
Time now there's a thing.....
My 5m splits were: 39:17; 39:30; 39:33; 38:10; 37:48 and 9:45 for the last 1.3miles.
Up to mile 16 I was running at 7:54 and managed 7:23 min/m pace in mile 23 when going past a young guy who persisted in running shoulder to shoulder. I pushed on and he shot out of the back door - love it!
Fiddle faddle through the town, negotiated the underpass and into the home straight, last mile pace of 7:38 and then the glory run round the track where the dizzy heights of 7:03 pace was reached as I thought 3:23:xx was in reach - too greedy and I ran hard to the line.
My running buddy came across the line in 3:30:xx so somehow I had taken 6 minutes out of him in those last 8 miles and I think I passed around 30 people without letting anyone past me.
Sat on the steps looking for Oscarr but he ran his own race well and we've seen his story. Great to meet you Oscarr.....
Did I enjoy the course - well, it is my PB track, but it ain't a beauty as they say. The atmosphere though, from runners to marshalls was fantastic. A proper runner's event I would say......very few comedians/gorillas, you know what I mean.