We had a big storm last night and I was hoping it wasn't bucketing down. It wasn't - it was just warm (23C) and HUMID. Yuck.
|You can see the lights of the fishing boats at 6am!|
We did 8.5km last week, so were keen to give it a nudge and go the 9, but the route we took pushed us over the 10km mark.
I felt fine until about the 6km mark, when things got a little harder. I paused then to slug some water (I was sweating like a PIGGY) and a little gel. I didn't think I would be able to run up my Heartbreak Hill the second time, but I did and kept going....until about the 9km mark when my body just gave up. I had a little walk break and then shuffled along. I'm not totally convinced I could call the last kilometre actually "running" but it was marginally faster than walking, so I'll take it!
The conditions were a bit tough - no cooling rain or breeze, so I just got slower and slower:
|Don't count that last km - I'd stopped then!|
No matter how slow I went, I didn't stop and we did it! Tracey ran the whole way - what a legend!
We stretched and drank gallons of water! Legs are tired now...but I can finally call myself a 10km runner!
Time to print out the shopping list and go shopping and get organised for the week ahead :-)