Saturday's run wasn't pretty, it wasn't fast, but it's done. And I don't have any new scabs on my knees. I'll take that as a not insignificant victory.
The 27 km event was cool: we had fantastic weather, even involving a tail wind through the second half of the race. What could be better? Well, some energy in the legs would have been good but frankly, that was lack of training in action. And the uphill start was a bit hard-out for an old girl like me,
It was an interesting experience during the event of setting the legs into plod mode and then almost chugging along without thinking at all. I seldom dissociate completely during a run, normally thinking constantly about how I'm feeling, whether I can still see the people I'm trying to keep in touch with, where the next km marker is, whether I've had enough to eat or drink. Aside from a hurty section at the end when I just couldn't, no matter how hard I tried, run up the last few slight inclines, it was all a head game. Is is better? More efficient? Or just normal? Tuning in, running out!
Coming back to reality with my kids and husband and other family supporters at the finish line was the best part of the day. And the beer... perfect. Now it's time to build on the event and see if I can't a) keep the momentum going and b) keep me knees clean.
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