I woke up this morning (dah, dah, dah, dah, dum) knowing that it was the big day - W9R3 - and I would be completing the 9 week course that I started, erm, well, 9 weeks ago. Unfortunately my planning for the big day since my last run was very poor - hardly any sleep Friday night, physically demanding garden construction project and 18 holes of golf yesterday, up late again last night and possibly a glass or 2 too many as well.
Consequently when I woke up this morning (dah, dah, dah, dah, dum) I felt, well, not quite rubbish but certainly not on top form. I thought maybe I should delay W9R3 til tomorrow but that would mean I would have taken 9 weeks & 1 day so that was unthinkable.
So I had my 2 cups of tea and a banana and off I ran. After about 100m I got my usual protest from my left ankle but that went away again 100m further on as usual. At about 1km I felt a bit breathless & tired. This normally goes away at about the 2km mark - only today it didn't and by 3km I was already off my 5 minutes per km pace. I didn't feel like I had any more in the tank to rectify the situation and I realised that this was going to be a rubbish run.
And so it was. Whereas W9R1 & 2 were both 5km in sub-25 minutes and slightly over 6km for the 30 minutes today was 5km in 25:24 and only 5.89km for the 30 minutes. Although this clearly counts as a graduation run I am extremely disappointed as I had set myself the target of a 5km parkrun in 25 minutes or less at graduation and I now realise that is by no means a done deal and will depend very much on how I feel on the day.
It also makes we question my rather ambitious plan to get to 10k in the next 4 weeks, but that will be the subject another post...