So it was today. As many of you will know I hadn't run for almost 3 weeks because of the Achilles problem, so hardly good preparation because it meant I hadn't actually ever run 10k but the ankles had been feeling loads better so I thought I'd be ok if I didn't go bonkers. I took it slow and steady but I'll be honest, I was just about ready to throw in the towel at 5k, I was totally spent and every part of my body (except the achilles!) seemed to hurt. However, I needed to know I could do it, and as a lot of very generous people had sponsored me to the tune of £540 (so far) there was no way I was going to short change them. So on I plodded, cheered on raucously by Mrs 5k at the 1k turn around point each time. (When I was starting the last loop she shouted "One more to go, you can do this" so loudly that I'm sure a couple of people jumped!) In fact Mrs 5k was wonderful today, offering encouraging and motivating 'bon mots' at every turn around. She didn't have to come, the weather was a bit horrible but she said she wouldn't let me do it alone (she probably thought I was going to have a heart attack or something ).
So, how did I do? Originally I was aiming for about 1:12, but as the training went out the window I adjusted that to "I hope I get round in under 1:20". My time was 1:19:02. Not fast I know, but probably the best I could hope for in the circumstances. And, I now have a pb for 10K! Something to try to beat at the Great Newham London Run in July!
Thanks to all of you that have sent warm thoughts and cheering up comments whilst I've been on the IC. Please have a pic of me with my first piece of 'grown-up' bling and souvenir t-shirt.
Run wild, run free, love Steve x
Edit: Mrs 5k has just confessed that she wasn't 100% sure I could do it, but at about 6k she saw a look of determination on my face that she'd never seen before, and she knew then there was no way I wasn't going to make it, and she was so proud of me. I had to excuse myself for a moment in case I blubbed. Thankfully I didn't