Courtesy of one of you fine people last week, I was alerted to the pacing strategy bit of the Garmin app and I decided that, armed with this on my watch, I was going to crack a marvellous new 5K time.
The feature really is brilliant for fiddling about with split times and I got it down to what I thought looked like feasible (albeit challenging) negative splits. I had been doing really well with intervals etc so puffed up with over confidence, I decided that the thing to do was to take 40 seconds off my 5K time to get me to 41 mins.
Off I set, music on, confidence high and feet slapping smartly on the cycle path. Slooooooow down, I told myself as I checked the watch and saw that I was ahead of target. It wasn't long before I was back on track though and only slightly ahead of the target pace. 1K down and all was good.
Next kilometre there was a 15 sec jump in pace and that's when the puffing kicked off in earnest. Totally do-able, I told myself and kept chugging along.
Kilometre 3 and the sweat was lashing off me. But I hung in there bravely, slugging it out to stick with the pace.
Kilometre 4 was messy - very messy - and try as I might, the pace was far too rich. Finished that one with time to make up to reach target.
Final kilometre! I can't report much about this save to say that it went by in a haze of pure ghastliness. Sweat flying, puffing like a train, letting out the odd groan/shout of frustration and feet pounding away..... I knew that the 41 mins was not going to happen but thought all this agony would certainly get me somewhere close. (I couldn't really see much of my watch by this point as my glasses had steamed up and I had to take them off.)
Finished up, walked and stretched and threw myself into the car to sit and check my latest triumph via the stats on my phone. After all that? I improved by 3 seconds. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
The moral of the tale is to take it down a notch with expectations. And stick with a very slow first split!!!!