The runners on our floor sat excitedly at their desks, still chewing on last year's stats, if it were to indicate this year's success, and last minute tips on race strategy, nutrition and estimated time.
Glad to have had a breather and a sneak peak at Race Central by marshalling at the 12pm race (there were 3 times: 12, 15:30 and 18). It was a long walk up from the office to the start, and luckily I brought my brompton bike along to save my legs from walking up and down the park, to and from the marshalling points.
I managed to secure a 'complicated' marshal point, a t junction where the 5k/10ks would turn left/right to complete their 2 or 4 loops around the left, or right of the park to the finish. (The 10k runners run the first route of the 5k route anticlockwise)
Sounds complicated, but as I found out later as a runner, it was ok and minimal chance of collision!
I had a good time supporting the lunchtime runners, along with a supporter who 'paid for them to run for him' :) here's pictures of the fastest female and male. Love the running style, long strides
Both feet of the ground at the same time!
I also had fun watching the myriad of lunchtime normal activity in this park: the fitness training (squats, burpees, laps) & the furry friends! It's good to take a breath of fresh air at lunch!
I signed off my post as most of the 10k runners have been through -was expecting some more, but later realised they'd made an 'executive decision' to get ready for the ice bucket challenge, saving some showering after a 5k??
Rollforward to 5:30pm. Energy levels waning, a coffee, spoons of honey and a nutrigraim bar later- I was out onto the start line with my fellow runners. It was good chatting to quite a few of the runners at the start, colleagues I've never met, some from last year (who remembered me as 'being quite fast'!) and checking from the little sticker on our bib whether we were a 5k-er or 10k-er.
A storage tent. An organiser's gazebo - it was the friendliest race I have been to.
Off to the start! I picked up on the advice of 'breathing every 4 steps for a 10k', and starting playing the 4/4 time standard, Miles Davis's 'All Blues' in my head... As always, the first kilometre was too fast! But as I overtook the fancy dress Gorillas, I ran the long uphill on the big loop, regulating my breathing and trying to stay calm and not 'hit the wall'.
'Would you like a drink of water Bonnie?' Personalised service at the drinks station, how can I refuse? Very conscious of the small race numbers (77in total and half at the 1800), I spent my first 5km staying on pace, taking advantage of any downhill whenever I can. During this time, I overtook this guy and girl and when I went round lap 2, I saw that the girl was gone and 'mr. Green' shot past me on an inner tangent, and was impossible to catch up.
So, it seems. 10kers pairing up with a slower 5ker - what a good way to induce negative splits!
But the humble me didn't have enough in the tank to spur my fellow male runners on when I overtook them. I just let them be - and pictured the nitro boost happening anytime...just anytime. You never know.
How many 16-bar sets of All Blues have I gone through...the faint murmur of runkeepers 'current pace: 9 minute twenty...per mile' kept me focused. My strategy at Parkrun last week...latch on, reel them in. But where were those to reel in? My only, only chance came in lap 2 after mr Green disappeared, was to go after mr navy blue.
I spotted him (the only aspiration for approximate a 3 minute aka 0.3mile distance since the 2nd drinks station at 6km)..and used the gravity of the downhill again to let my legs go. Kept a safe distance. A pain in my rib cage, a bit of a stretch. Tempo. Tempo.
The km markers disappeared, and I really couldn't care. I was more interested in testing out the reeling strategy. I picked up my stride, kicked back more, breathed harder, replayed the downhill speed up when I took down mr green and blue girl...but me navy was still in the distance. Closer. But still not close enough. The imagery of passing through mr white shirt at 5k, and the 'ghosts' of miss white vest from last week, spurred me on harder.
I passed my marshalling point at 12pm, and knew it was the rough bumpy batch on the Tarmac before the uphill grass finish. I jumped a little bit, my back started aching, my stomach aching, will I be able to do it, am I going to catch him in the barricaded area? ? Are we actually going against the same placings???
I let him go. With 2 metres of a distance apart, 6 seconds apart. They called my time. 55:08 for a 10k, witnessed by a few supporters, and a final lap (to me) as exciting as a Mo Farah in the 10,000metres in 2012...a very close shave.
Is it really a PB? A properly measured (not certified) course, with an uncalibrated runkeeper GPS. I just love these almost perfect splits!!
The day after I was overjoyed to do a bit of quick analysis on the results spreadsheet. I was the 4th fastest female in the 10K category! 'Once again' in the Top 5 (this for someone who never made it through athletics heats in school). Only here I get such a chance. You think, 'what if' ? Looking at all the finishing distances and times, analysing the circumstances, The results and dynamics would be all so different if we'd all ran at the same time...
Which is why I love distance running - you run your own race, and the 5k and 10k is totally a different game. Compare same runners year on year on different distances, yield different results. A year older, a year wiser? Or 4 quarters more weary?
Time has told, and may/will only tell again.
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Thanks to David Koffler, you can find official photo's of the event here
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