After scheduling two non run days to prepare for todays Parkrun I got out of bed excited for another run and at a new location.
The weather was perfect and the surrounding forest magnificent.
My goal for today having learned how to run slowly was to take it steady and aim for a 35 minute run.
With my daughter, we started at the 35 minute marker and off we went. In order to get my own space I ended up overtaking quite a few and thought I was doing really well. Then my NRC app bellowed in my ear the first km was done at a pace of 5:48. Oh Lordy, here we go again.......... way too fast.
I managed to slow down to 5:57 for the second km but this was still a full minute faster than my usual pace.
Shock of all shocks, at 3km I was huffing and puffing like an old knackered engine up the forest hill track. At this point a man and his dog strolled past me. I was relieved to see he had the words "Llanberis" on the back of his shirt indicating that he and his mutt must dance around Snowdonia for fun so a stroll around the Midlands would not be a problem to them 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣. I mentally applauded them both.
By 4km, once again all semblance of form had gone out of the window and I was by now running like Mr Bean. Again!!
The long stretch uphill to the finish was tough but I managed somehow without stopping.
I really need to slow down. I think I just get too excited at Parkrun.
At least I managed to be 50 seconds slower than last time but that was probably due to this course having inclines more than self control 😅
My splits ended up at 5:48; 5:57; 5:55; 5:55 and 6:07.
Maybe I should just accept i can't control myself at Parkrun 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
#Loveit.
I cannot believe that I have basically got off the couch to do C25k and then turned into a running junkie. So addictive.
Have fun everyone 👍