When Things Just Work

I had my second 5km series race today, I missed last week because I thought I was coming down with something, so I took a stack of vitamins and headed to bed.

Today, in an effort to get myself out of the office during my lunch break, I headed to spin, it was just what I needed, hard, lots of jumps, we gave it our all.

Then a few hours later I had my race. The weather wasn't that great, with a cranky Wellington wind afoot. We set off, and I paced myself, last time I had gone out way too fast, so this time the plan was simple, steady, and pump my arms hard and fast through the wind. I hit the 2.5 mark and turnaround feeling good, and also noticing that on my way back in none of the second wave fast runners had past me yet, which meant I was going faster than the previous race.

I got a light stitch just before I hit the waterfront again, and pushed through the wind hitting me back as fast as I could. The plan was to look at my watch at the turn point, and just near a little bridge on the way back before I hit the straight.

Once I hit the straight I used whatever was left and belted home, which is of course when my jacket tied around my waist started to drop, and drop and hit the ground, about 5 metres before the finish. I kind of stopped, laughed, hauled it back up and plodded over the finish line.

I knew I had done well, when I looked at my watch, and may have set a pb, but had to wait for the results to be posted.

And oh they got posted 34.58!!!!!!!!!! 2.46 less than the last race! and 1.79 off my previous PB.

Oh, and I didn't come last :-)

Mud Run 5km Race Report

Okay, so it wasn't called the mud run. But oh yes people there was mud.
As from the previous post I wanted to better my time, and I didn't, it was fine though I clocked in around 37/38 mins, which was cool. And I spent about one minute in total beating myself up about not being able to run that fast during most of the race, due to the mud.

Mud, and muddy grass. It's a miracle I didn't slide down the embankment, or fall on my arse. But I ran along the road fast, hit the mud grass and jogged slooow, tried faster, err no. Back to slow jog, running when I hit path, back to slow jog, and then back all the way again, one I hit the road on the way back I promised I would let go, pick up my legs and run like a you know what. I had an awesome finish, with nothing left in the tank. Happy.

The rugby was much better than I expected, we had front row seats! And I cheered away, froze, and was glad at the end that my home was only a short walk away.

Even though it's still very much mid winter here, I keep wondering about Spring, and events for then and Summer - Besides the half.

Hope everyone is having a great weekend!