I've been thinking about this all week, wondering 'can I manage 6k?'. The answer of course is to just go for it. I've been planning my tactics, basically start off really slow and take it from there. I sort of set myself a goal of completing it in 55 minutes, I liked the idea of coming in under the hour.
A nice cool morning today. Decided my first km was going to be as near to 11 mins/km as I could manage. Told myself it was the warmup for a 5k. Coach Bennett was with me on NRC's 6k, encouraging me as only he can. Found a new path, nice and flat. I'd looked on Google maps and had an idea it'd take me back to my usual path and sure enough it did. Km2 was 9'27", km3 was 9'13". The path felt like a treadmill, steady, predictable, I could just run and not think about it. I passed 3km then Coach Bennett told me to speed up. Km 4 was 8'06" so I didn't get negative splits but it was fun so who cares. By now I was back on my usual paths. Decided to go along by the sea wall. Hooray, the farmer has mowed it! Climbed up onto the top of the sea wall and looked at the murky muddy river, the tide was out and it was still misty but I like it.
Km5 was 8'14, respectable for me. As I reached the final 500m I realised I was running out of path so scrambled down to the lower level and then managed to judge my distance so that I finished by the fence with the stile that I hadn't wanted to leap. Km 6 was only 7'46", I'd been flying!! My heart was pounding, something I only allow at the end of the run.
I glanced at my Garmin as I finished, 59 minutes. Not quite what I aimed for but I was happy. Then I checked NRC - 53'14", woo hoo, smashed it! The Garmin included my warm up walk!
I'm still smiling π
PS photo is my 'treadmill' π