Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Coach Chris has a little evil streak. I'm not dissing him - he'd fully agree with me and rub his hands together in delight. He'd told me that we were doing a 3 k time trial at speed yesterday but he didn't tell me the rest.
So yesterday I rock up at 5:30 only to be told we're starting the session with short sprints. We NEVER do anything before a time trial EXCEPT the warm-up. It put the fear of God in me. How was I going to survive sprints with the time trial at the end? So I did what any reasonably intelligent, scared runner would do. I held back a little on the sprints.
We did 12 sprints then had a 2 min breather and then we lined up. I tried to go out conservatively but of course my first k was the fastest of the lot - 4:27. The second k I just tried to maintain speed but conserve energy. I did slow a little - 4:37. The last k was just holding on for dear life and trying to finish without barfing - 4:33. Finish time - 13:37, a good minute and a bit less than in Feb. My best ever time is 13:10 but on a different course which only included 2 turn-arounds (yesterday's had 5!) and one up-hill (yesterday's had 3)
Am I happy? Yep! And today I've managed to talk my no 2 son, Josh into coming down to Sydney to do the half marathon in September. Happy ... I'm overjoyed!