Berlin wasn’t a sufferfest. Because I didn’t run it.
I had a really great holiday, and Berlin will be there for me to run another time. And while that’s true, it still leaves me disappointed in myself for not putting in what was needed so that I could run it this time.
True, work threw me a really shitty hand. But I made excuses. And I could have got a better result than I did.
So, here we are again. But this time, I’m all in.
I’ve got a training plan – it’s worked before. It will work again this time.
I’ve got a new nutritional strategy (LCHF) to lose weight and train better.
I’ve got a daily check of strength and stretch work to do. Injury free is the way to be!
What are we aiming for? Gold Coast Marathon and then Melbourne Marathon. 2018 will be staying local.
Crazy cat lady that I am, I just melt when the little ones snuggle with each other.
I had a Dexa scan done – it’s so cool! I love being able to see what’s going on inside me. Not posting the fat/muscle/etc pic (internet don’t need to see that!) but check out the skeleton! Good to see some healthy bones there.
Remember that time I ran (ahem, shuffled) the New York City Marathon? It seems a life time ago. But I’ve got to keep it fresh because I need Berlin to be better.
The good: My first race since returning to Melbourne
The bad: Cold and very slow start to the race (30 minutes after gun time)
The ugly: The cough I have and struggling to breathe
How’s this for a 10km course? Barely a straight line to be seen.
I wasn’t sure about running today. I’ve been feeling pretty rotten all week, with a cold and cough that just wouldn’t let up. A cold I can handle, the lack of good breathing, not so much.
Quitting isn’t an option though when you remember you’re running a marathon in…105 days!! If I ended up walking, then I ended up walking.
I got access to the Runners World VIP tent, which provided a lovely respite from the cold and wind. I huddled in there until about 20 minutes before the race start. And then proceeded to stand in the cold for an hour. Maybe I’ve been spoiled with my US running experience. Or maybe it’s just too much to leave the back of the packers standing around so that the race winner is nearing the finish before you even start.
The 10km passed fairly uneventfully. I took walk breaks where I needed to recover my breathing. And shuffled fairly slowly up a couple of hills (note to self, more hill training required). I passed people. People passed me. I passed them again. And kicked it at the end with legs that felt like they had plenty more kms in them (good news!).
I finished in 1:13:28. By no means my fastest 10km. But I got out there and did it and had fun while I was at it.
What’s more important: running fast or running fun?