Sometimes, you just have a really good day.
After the debacle of last Sunday's run, I didn't want to put any pressure on myself. It was still hot, I'd had a whirlwind day starting at 4:30am flying to Melbourne and back on Saturday, and I missed out on tea that night due to getting home late.
But somehow, it just all worked.
18km, I can finally claim you.
A few things I learned:
- Gels are good. In fact, gels are great. It was the first time I'd incorporated them into a run, and I scarfed down a grape one at the 10km (58 minute- under one hour! Woop woop!) mark.
- After a gel, a drink of water would have been really good. Note to self- stop being stingy a buy a bloody water bottle waist belt. In pink.
- I need new shoes. My babies have served me well for just under two years, but I can definitely feel that it's time to kiss them goodbye.
- It's the best feeling in the world to physically yell out with jubilation when you not only make a goal, but finish it under the time frame you've set.
- I have not only gained a million freckles on my shoulders, but rubbed the skin raw on my lower back where the tag of my running shorts is. Will need to rectify this, as, ouch.
- I have the mankiest feet in the world. Hello blisters, peely skin and scar tissue around the toes. Sorry 'bout the image, but so true. I'll need to get Deon drunk before I get another foot massage.
- True story --- > All the aches and pains after are worth it because the sense of achievement totally dulls the pain. Feeling much more confident about the Geelong Half Marathon now!