Today was the Great West Run which like the Great North Run is a half marathon, but unlike the GNR it is in the West!
The plan was to learn from my mistakes done at Cardiff (starting too fast) It is very tricky to run a slow first mile when it is down hill so not sure I managed this, in fact the first mile was very fast but like I say was down hill!
The run itself did not feel a slog like Cardiff did, but it was tough. For those of us from the flatlands it is HILLY, but by Devon standards it is undulating. The toughest hill at mile 8 and a tough slight up, slight down, slight up, slight down at miles 10 to 13 which actually you can do without. The inclines played havoc with my pace and in the end I stopped Garmin watching and tried just to run happy.
(Running happy was inspired by the lovely Annie over in Tasmania she always runs happy something I struggle with, so I tried to think of her and slapped a smile on my face when the miles got tough)
Was lovely to see Giselle who glided effortlessly by me at mile 5. She went on to get a great time on a tough course, so well done to her, also to Rachel whom I did not see, but also did well. The cheek of these bloggers running well on my patch!
The miles passed in a blur and that was not due to my speed I can tell you.
I finished the run, a minute slower that Cardiff, not as fast as I wanted too (when is it ever?) but 5 minutes faster than the last time I ran it, I will take that! Half Marathon number 7 done.
Don’t base your happiness on your finishing time’– no I am not going to do that, I will base it on running a tough course, getting to the end, running happy and finishing strong.
After the finish line I looked up and made eye contact with another runner-a total stranger, who mouthed ‘well done’ to which I mouthed back ‘and you’ it was a special moment. The struggle of those 13 miles will fade, but the silent exchange with the runner will live with me forever.