Rushcliffe 10k this morning - a two lap multi terrain course. I won it last year in the pouring rain but was disappointed with my time. Having only raced XC lately and not having run 10k pace outside of intervals sessions for a full 6 months I really wasn't sure what to expect.
I lined up right on the start line, as I believe is the right and proper thing for the defending champion to do. No other women anywhere near. No familiar female faces at all. Hmmm. Don't count your chickens (or Sweatshop vouchers) before they're hatched though.
Having checked the average pace for my PB (6.18s) I decided to set off at 6.15s and see how it felt after one lap. The first mile was a little quick in 6.11 as I got a little swept along by faster men. Soon two guys running together got themselves ahead of me. They seemed to be running comfortably at a solid pace so I tucked in behind them for the first section into the (fairly light) wind. Mile 2 was 6.16. The blokies were slowing down so I made my way around them and pushed on alone. The paths are quite narrow and there's only room for two to run side by side in many places. In one such place I came up on two blokes who weren't running together, but were still taking up all of the available space. I had to do the arm thing where you stick it through the tiny gap to indicate you want to be through. One of them *really* didn't like being passed by a girl and came charging after me puffing and panting. He didn't last long but it did amuse me. Mile 3 - 6.14.
OK, feeling pretty good so let's push on through the sheltered bit. Mile 4 - 6.05. Mile 5 6.07. There are a few switch backs so I knew there were no women anywhere near, but nice to have it confirmed with a 'well done first lady... by a country mile!' from a spectator. Last year I let that knowledge allow me to slow the pace, but this year I was determined I was having a PB.
Mile 6 into the breeze without the two fellas to hide behind was tough, but I was gaining on a clubmate and I quite fancied catching him. 6.12. I caught him at the finishing straight and I don't think he was bothered about being chicked since he yelled at me to give it everything to the finish. That's easier said than done as it's on quite lumpy grass, but still I managed 5.39 pace for the last 0.27. 38.37 on my watch (PB by 50 seconds) and £50 in vouchers for the win. Nice!
I was breathing hard towards the end, but I was by no means burying myself. I've not had a rest day since 21st February (and that was anything but restful, I just didn't run!). No taper. 72 miles this week, which is actually a little light but that's due to there not being an LSR.