I did it! I did it!
The race, which I found out yesterday was 12k not 10k as I had thought, started at 8am. I got up at 6 and had porridge and a banana and loads of water the it was off to Woy Woy. After a quick portaloo stop (hate those things) the racestartedand I thought I was pacing myself ok.
About halfway through I had a one minute walk... Also waked for a couple of drink stations. I haven't learnt to run and drink at the same time yet. They had the time displayed at the ten k mark, 62 minutes so I knew I was on track. Then a huge steep bridge and the last kilometer! I crossed the line at 74 minutes and almost geared up, what a softie.
Big endorphin high after that! Family and friends all had my proud moment with me. I even got to cheer on my brother in law who came in after me...
So now I'm looking for a running coach, getting serious about the half marathon in september.
Ps. I didnt stop to move snails or pat/trip over dogs...