Working hard on my speed work each week, means every 4 or 5 weeks, I need to test myself with a 5K run. For this, there is nothing better than ‘parkrun’!
Saturday was a little different for me though, I was taking part in the South Manchester parkrun, it was cool that it was their 5th birthday too. So, because of this, they would have the ‘Chorlton running club’ pacers there to help out, they even had cake and buns to celebrate at the finish line, it was great. Andrea was also taking part for the 1st time, so there was a lot of excitement, and even some nervous energy which we would try turning into positive energy and use it as motivation for us both.
There was a huge crowd gathering as I completed my usual warm up of jogging, sprint bursts and stretches galore, Andreas was a little less intense, but I’m sure it had the same effect 😉 We then wished each other good luck, and made our way to the pacers we had hoped to follow.
Off we went, people everywhere, and keeping an eye on your footing was more of a priority than I’ve ever had in any other race before. Not knowing the course has its pros and cons, and this was evident right from the start. The 1st 0.75 mile was very narrow, and the serious amount of rain over the few days prior to the race mad it muddy and very very wet. It was more cross country to be honest, not that that was a big deal, but I knew the chance of a PB was slipping right from the beginning, as mile 1 was slower than required at 6:30 min/mile pace.
Mile 2 was then on some wider, decent tarmac. The sub 20min pacer knew he had to up the pace, and once clear of the mud, instantly dropped to 6 min/mile pace as he was playing catch up on time. I tried keeping with him, but it broke me a little, I’m sure my heart rate was through the roof. Lol. At the half way point I caught a glimpse of Andrea, who seemed to be going well too, a big smile on her face as always.
Mile 3 was my stumble block once again. My legs felt strong and eager to keep pushing on, but my lungs seem to struggle to take on enough oxygen to keep everything ticking over. Choking up and having to back off on pace, in order to get a breath again isn’t good, that’s a few times this has happened now, and it’s starting to aggravate me, A LOT!!!
We had a lot of mud and puddles towards the end of mile 3, which made concentration a priority once again, the final 0.10 was good tarmac though, and I could push hard for the line. Feeling like passing out was all I could think of at this point, but after a minute or 2 I felt fine again. I could then see Andrea coming in the distance, still running well, and still smiling from ear to ear.
I didn’t manage a PB unfortunately, I did however, finish 42nd out of 426 people, so I managed to nip into that top 10% which is always pleasing, and I had a decent time of 20:28. Andrea had a great finish time of 29:07, considering this was her 1st ever 5K, and added to the fact she stopped a few times to tie her shoes laces haha, I’m certain that her time will drop significantly, as her confidence and ability grows week to week.
We had our celebratory cake at the end, and dissected the run mile for mile. Each of us had our story to tell, we were both happy and thoroughly enjoyed it for sure, and I’ve no doubt we will be back to take on the race again at some point, and chase that elusive 5K PB.
Aaron