A heatwave in London : and another similarly improbable event
I can’t really explain it.
I didn’t plan for it, I didn’t train for it, I certainly didn’t expect it, but today I ran a PB in the British 10k London run.
I’ve been saying all week long that I wasn’t going to shoot for a PB and instead would just enjoy the race and the scenery instead. Maybe it was this mindset that helped me go faster. I had some nerves before the race, but less than normal.
Instead of worrying about things – the hot and humid day, the delay in the start, if I had fuelled enough, had I been standing in the sun too long – I just ’let go’ and went with the day.
When the countdown finished I shuffled forward with everyone else, crossed the start line, started my Garmin, and just ran.
At first, I was really worried I had gone out too hard, my first 2km were way too fast (like, faster than my 5k threshold pace) and I really thought I had guaranteed a blowout later in the race. I dialled it back to where I felt comfortable. I thought this pace was still fast, but I felt comfortable, so I went with it.
The scenery passed by – Trafalgar square, Nelson’s Column, the Thames, the London Eye, with a glimpse of St Paul’s Cathedral at the turn-around point located just before the 5k mark. All was going well and I felt strong as I headed back onto the Embankment for the return leg.
It was at the 6k mark that ‘the plan’ went out the window. Maybe it was ‘race fever’? After passing the 6k mark I checked my splits, did some maths and realised that if I kept up the same pace I was a possibility for a PB. I came into the 7k mark on the same pace, and it was ‘so long’ to ‘relax and enjoy the scenery’ and instead it was ‘race on’…
2.5 hard kilometres later – over the Westminster bridge, past Westminster and Big Ben – and I was looking at my watch, focussing on the finish and striding hard for the line, managing to sneak in 26 seconds faster than my previous PB.
Running is funny like that sometimes. Sometimes a run can surprise you and give back to you things that are unexpected. It is one if the things I love about running.
In other news, I ran with some colleagues raising money for our work charity, Body & Soul. One of my colleagues ran her first 10k race today, and managed a great time for a first time racer, and another got a PB as well. I also had some friends from my football club running, and 3 were also able to achieve a PB as well! Seems it was the day for it after all!
Did anyone else race today? How were your races? Any more PBs out there?
Strong running everyone.
Get Going, Get Running!