I did it. I finished my first race of 2017. It was a brutal slog after the 10km point, when temperatures reached 30C, but I dug deep and followed my brother's feet so I didn't roll off the trail and into the water lol.
I knew from running the trail a lot that there would be a lot of jostling around as the trail is super narrow. I managed pretty well until the 5k runners split off from the rest of the pack. Then it was basically runner vs. the heat. The causeway was windy, which was a sweet relief but it was also monotonous as it's a straight out and back section. I was so thankful to reach the turn around point but also a bit disappointed I hadn't managed to stay on pace for longer. That pace only got worse as my brother and I made our way back, although we fought pretty hard not to let it slip over the 8 minutes/per km mark. I guess I know where I need to put in the work in my long runs lol.
So, a night of sore hips and legs made for a restless sleep but I'm super happy that I accomplished the distance and didn't chicken out at the 10km turn around point. I'm also very happy my brother gutted it out with me. I doubt I would have made it if he wasn't there keeping me laughing. The best part was that my knee didn't bother me once. AT ALL.
...and now I'm looking up my next race...
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