73 Park Runs, and now my final one. My training lately has been lax. But it's my last Park Run. I'm in full racing kit and go for it.
I push, push. The people I've always considered faster than me are left behind. Down the back straight I almost catch Mike Reeves. But he edges away. I start to suffer but keep going. It's a mob match so I am running for PWR and not just myself. So at the finish I drive myself. I get myself into a five way sprint. There's no way I'm going to lose probably my final sprint. I win. The time is a PB. By a long way. Not just a Park Run PB but a 5km PB. 20:22.
I don't think I could ever drive myself to get under the 20 minutes. Anyway, that is an arbitrary target. An arbitrary distance, arbitrary time.
I push myself beyond believe and finish 51st. I got overtaken by someone ten years older, in jogging bottoms and a top. Most things in live aren't like that. The winner is the last man left standing. Running isn't like that. 80% talent, 20% effort. I'm a last-man-standing kind of guy. Bloody-minded my wife would say. It's worked well in everything I've done. Except running. Which is about physical talent. That and heavy weight boxing. Not much else.
20:22 5km PB
Saturday, 29 March 2014
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