Well I couldn't resist a quick blog about tonight's
GWR Towpath 10k.
I've spent the last few days trying to finalise a research proposal and hence have been a little stressed, so when I realised I hadn't quite enough time to get it finished today and had to rush back to get ready for the race, well you can imagine I wasn't in the best of moods for the start.
I was also still mentally and physically tired from a week of tough efforts. An impromptu 20 miler on Tuesday that started off as a 6 mile tempo run that I extended; just because it was a lovely evening. A 5+ mile recovery run on Wednesday and then Hill reps on Thursday left my quads and calves feeling like jelly.
Still, a snickers and a bag of jelly sweets at tea time and I at least thought I'd get around without coming last!
Given the recent cold spell I chose to run in my leggings and a t-shirt under my vest. Okay, the t-shirt was actually there to help contain my man flesh, although I really not know how those whippets managed vests when there is no fat on them to keep themselves warm! Anyway, I digress.
Since I managed to convince Jen to drop me off, I could spend the short drive calculating times and paces and trying to get a handle on how to try and feel more positive.
I decided that I would push for 8 min pace and if I had to slow down at the end, hopefully I could keep it under 52 mins.
As we set off I got carried along with the pack and soon realised that I needed to ease off as we were running sub 6:30 pace. The first up, around the flyover ramp soon saw to that and I dropped it down to a health 7:20ish.
As we exited the park and picked up the tow path I found myself being over taken by quite a number of the quicker runners but held on to what felt like a strangely steady pace, albeit with a thumping HR at almost 180BMP!
The slightly undulating towpath was quite a challenge in places. Soft grass gave way to sloppy mud which in turn was replaced by puddles of ever increasing size. At one point I'm sure it must have been around 20-30 meters of solid flooded path, up to 6" deep in places I discovered!
Still, these challenging conditions didn't take the smile off my face when I reached the turn around in 23minutes.
Now I just had to pull off a reverse split...or maybe not.
Heading back towards the start the mud was made more difficult by having other runners coming towards you. I slipped a number of times but nothing serious and soon found I was at the back end of a break away pack that maybe had a minute on those behind us.
My aim was just to hang in there. As we approached the 7km mark I realise I had never run so far at this pace before and just wanted to see how long it would last.
There were three runners in front of me, could I catch them?
One of the things I love about these events is the fact that despite the fact that most of the participants don't have any serious expectations of winning, there are races to be had at all levels along the course.
As we approached 8km the pace had dropped a little and was hovering around the 8min mark. A short uphill gave me the opportunity to power past the first three and set my sights on another small group around 60m ahead.
By this time I was starting to feel a little funny. I felt as though I couldn't clear my throat and was dry retching a little.
We approached the 9km marker and up the flyover ramp I managed to take two of the runners in front of me as they slowed for what is probably the steepest bit of gradient on the course.
Almost vomiting as I turned to head down the other side (apologies to the marshall if i made you feel nauseous) and now it was back through the park with the finish line in sight; my final quarry just 30m ahead.
But kicking to try and catch was met with a strong response that I just couldn't match. With only 10-15 meters to go I was spent. The foot came off the gas and I coasted across the line in under 48minutes.
UPDATE.....Official gun time was 47:49....A new 10km PB!
I'm pretty pleased with that! (as you might have guessed)
The race was very well organised and I want to say a huge thanks to all the marshalls, time keepers and other race officials who made it possible.
I had to dash off at the end (after a bit of a chat with some fellow runners of course) but hope next time to head back to race HQ for a well deserved pint!
If you live in Bristol and haven't tried this series you are really missing something. The
Bristol 10k might have the bells and whistles, but the Towpath and other local club run events are grass roots running and great fun for all involved.
Edinburgh marathon....bring it on!
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