Put on a happy face and the legs will feel good right? |
First up: steeple.
Warming up felt pretty good and surprisingly come race time my legs didn't feel like lead (always a good thing). The gun went off and away I went, working at my paces best I could and counting down the steeples in my head!
I'm very new in this event and still learning my pacing around the track all while jumping over those black and white barriers. The water hazard is a technical event to it's own that I have yet to discover the best way to tackle it.
Pretty sure this is not the best technique for speed |
Once steeplechase finished I had about an hour and a half until my road 5km! Enough time to catch my husband's final hammer throws, pack us all into the car, down a picky bar and drive over to my next race!
Waiting under my umbrella to start; excited to get going! |
Throughout the race I kept checking my pace and telling myself to "pick it up, just a little". Over and over: "just a little".
At the 2km mark I was thinking "good I'm on pace", but also wondering how I was going to keep this up as I was hurting and still had 3km to go. At the 3km mark, I had my doubts but just kept grinding. At the 4km mark we had a slight downhill and I just gave it all I had, knowing the hurt was going to get really ugly.
At the finish chute I had my littleman running across with me, who brought me home in PB style! I was thrilled! A 40 second PB and hug at the finish. It took this face to get me there, but what's a PB without a painface right?
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