Over the years I have never put the hammer down and gone for glory, but since turning 40 it's easy to sneak a prize. Like other years I found myself on the start line with a couple of friends:
|Red Hill 2007|
|All still together|
|Damian, Me and Ake|
I stopped for a sec at Dawn on the side of the road and put on my shades!!! I was read for RED HILL!!! I closed the gap on Damian at started the climb passing 21km in 89:59!!!
Yes I pulled away from Damian overtaking 2 other guys (both 40+) but I wasn't running easy, the body felt heavy and awkard! I closed the gap on Cliffy and 2 other 40+ guys, catching 1 at the top.
I don't like to hammer that down hill, you drop 230m in 4km and if you let the breaks off you will end in the OCEAN!!! That said I was running at 3:40 and soon caught Cliffy and the other 40+ guy from Paarl. Bottem of the hill and 7km to go. In the past we have taken it really easy till now and then all hell breaks loose!!! I was on my own and I just wanted to run in and enjoy the coastal road.
I kept thinking I would blow, and slow to 4:30's or even 4:40's, but I just kept on ticking over at 4:10ish. The front of the field is small and I had no-one to chase or the run with, it was really a case of 'The Loneliness Of The Long Distance Runner'!
Dawn finaly caught me after watching all her friends further back in the race, it was nice to see her and the puppies on the side on the road. She didn't follow me in, but went back out on the route leaving me to run in all alone.NO, not a case for tears, but shouts of joy!!! I was 7th and 1st 40+ in a time of 2h32:43.
So the question is: How do you know you didn't run to hard in the weekend training run?
Answer: You can still cut the lawn and paint the wall...
Yes my weekend was far from over...