I ran 15K last weekend. You can find plenty of posts on-line where people wax poetic about the lack of good planning/site/course by the organizers but that is not my story...I ran a 15K. That is the furthest distance I have ever run. I was on good track with my training program when I gave blood on my birthday. Before heading over to let them draw a pint, I went for a run of about 4.5 miles and had completed my long run of about 6.6 miles for the week on Wednesday . I decided to take about three days without running while my body recovered (I still went to see my trainer and pilates), then bam. I was hit with a chest cold and the associated congestion and didn't get back on plan as the congestion lingered and then it was the week before the race. So after not running the 4 weeks before the race I went out and ran further than I had ever run in my life.
My time was slow, but I ran it. Being in the back of the pack I didn't suffer the bottlenecks and slowing that faster runners complained about. My splits started off pretty good (which likely means that I started off too fast) and as the race went on I got slower...by mile 7 I was starting to feel the lack of training and the hills...by mile 8 I was ready to be done but slogged on at a jog not faster than a walk, but I ran it (or jogged it if you'd like to be more precise). I was never happier to have the run be over as we ran up the hill to the finish line. Apparently I didn't learn my lesson as I am running an 8K in the morning should I not deem it as too cold.
Very impressive and I am proud of you! Way to go JazzyJD.
Posted by: State boy | December 26, 2011 at 03:36 PM