It’s Saturday afternoon, I’ve been to parkrun, I’ve spoken to my parents in Aus, I’ve cleaned the bathroom. Now to tackle the rest of the flat. I start putting things away including race bibs that I keep (until next time I move when they’ll be thrown out as unnecessary clutter). First of all I write the date of the race and my time on them. The easiest way to get my times is to check back through my blog…and that’s when I discover a very embarrassing and completely inadvertent error:
I did not run the Coniston Trail Half-Marathon in 1:28:58. That would be 44 minutes faster than my fastest half-marathon time which was on a very flat road course after ideal training.
I ran it in 2:28:58 😳
I have to say that I was a bit puzzled why everyone kept congratulating me on my really good time – I presumed you were all being very kind. You must have thought I was being just a touch disingenuous when complaining about being slow compared to everyone else and then I came up with that time!
I’m certainly blushing now and feel more than just a little bit silly. Stupid, confused brain.
Anyway, parkrun! It was back to Victoria parkrun today. Athletic Aspirations had promised he would be there and would keep me company for the entirety of the run, but there was no sign of him at the start – too hungover I presumed. I was feeling good so positioned myself towards the front and set off, only to be caught by my erstwhile fellow ‘Athoner at the first bend of the duck pond.
We chatted a bit for the first lap, but my ability to speak gradually disappeared and I spent the last lap concentrating on keeping my lower GI tract contained within my body.
I crossed the line in a time of 26:54. My second fastest time and only 11 seconds off my PB.
And yes, I’ve double checked, it really was 26:54, and not 36:54 😒.