Week 10 Session 1
Tonight was what the last 10 weeks had been all about. 3 miles non stop. If I made it round I was going to be one extremely happy bunny!
As it was to be a new distance (and an important milestone) I took along my GPS, just to be sure I ran the distance correctly.
In order to cover the whole 3 miles I actually had to start down the road a couple of hundred meters and pass my car before heading off on the usual circuit.
The night seemed a bit warmer than last time so I chanced a pair of shorts, HH base layer top and flouro bib. The first stretch from the car is a 1/2 mile open road at the side of the runway and the wind was a bit of an eye opener to say the least. I thought I had messed up badly as I struggled to warm up, but when I headed over the river bridge and back down through the houses things got much better. Making sure I kept a steady pace, my regular marker buildings passed one by one. Even though I had both a watch and my GPS I was determined not to look at either until I was within sight of my car. With about a 1/2 mile to go I was still feeling good and now confident I could make it. Going under the railway bridge and turning right put me on the home stretch and now I looked at the GPS. It read 2.85 miles, I'd judged my start line wrong and again had to run by my car (that was a downer) I began counting lamp posts and the distance slowly crept up. 2.92, 2.94, 2.96, 2.98, come on where is it, where is it, finally the magic numbers on the screen 3.00 miles, I had done it!
30 odd sometimes painful sessions finally came to fruition. I could never have believed 10 weeks ago (and 18 stone) I'd be able to run 3 miles non stop. Oh and the time, 32.50, a 10.50 mile average. Sod that, it was the 3 miles that counted.
As it was to be a new distance (and an important milestone) I took along my GPS, just to be sure I ran the distance correctly.
In order to cover the whole 3 miles I actually had to start down the road a couple of hundred meters and pass my car before heading off on the usual circuit.
The night seemed a bit warmer than last time so I chanced a pair of shorts, HH base layer top and flouro bib. The first stretch from the car is a 1/2 mile open road at the side of the runway and the wind was a bit of an eye opener to say the least. I thought I had messed up badly as I struggled to warm up, but when I headed over the river bridge and back down through the houses things got much better. Making sure I kept a steady pace, my regular marker buildings passed one by one. Even though I had both a watch and my GPS I was determined not to look at either until I was within sight of my car. With about a 1/2 mile to go I was still feeling good and now confident I could make it. Going under the railway bridge and turning right put me on the home stretch and now I looked at the GPS. It read 2.85 miles, I'd judged my start line wrong and again had to run by my car (that was a downer) I began counting lamp posts and the distance slowly crept up. 2.92, 2.94, 2.96, 2.98, come on where is it, where is it, finally the magic numbers on the screen 3.00 miles, I had done it!
30 odd sometimes painful sessions finally came to fruition. I could never have believed 10 weeks ago (and 18 stone) I'd be able to run 3 miles non stop. Oh and the time, 32.50, a 10.50 mile average. Sod that, it was the 3 miles that counted.
posted by Gary at 8:21 pm
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Congratulations on achieving your GOAL! Awsome job!
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