On what is still a cold day, around 3 degrees, I am plenty warm enough until the finish and the cold wind comes back. It is the first ten minutes that I have to get through, this is when you think "I can't do this, no way". After a while the lungs warm up, the legs relax. Let the legs carry you, let the lungs work. Do not let anything tense up.
It is a mental process. My right knee feels a bit stiff, maybe weak. If I think about it, it gets worse. If I don't think about it, it goes away. Slow down a bit though. It is fine. Do not tense up. Laura speaks.... five minutes. Twelve and a half minutes. Twenty minutes. One minute to go. I am depending on these waymarkers, they are hugely important I think. At twelve and a half minutes, you are halfway through. Can you possibly carry on like this for another twelve and a half? But already, while you are thinking this, time has passed and its probably 13, 14.
Me time. This is for me, mine. Pad, pad, pad, pit, pat.... on and on. If I had given up, and spent 25 minutes doing nothing, and when that has passed, how would I feel. No... keep going. I am amazed that I have got this far without injury. The shoes.... bless the shoes.
OMG It's done. But I can't possibly do 28 minutes on sunday. There has to be an upper limit to what is possible.
Thank you for reading!