Chip Time: 52:31
Gun Time: 53:34
313th finisher (81st female)
After a semi-disasterous half marathon last weekend, I was a little concerned about how I would perform today, but I also felt relieved that I’d only have to run half the distance, and I was back in my 10k comfort zone! I had never run Garioch before, so I was glad to pick up some tips at Saturday’s parkrun, when I was volunteering as tail runner. It looks like I wasn’t the only Garioch runner saving my legs, as several of the volunteers were at the race today, and I got to say a friendly hello. From some of those who had run the race I established that it was hilly, so not one for PB’s. I was also told that at around 7k, the route actually passes the finish line at the sports centre and goes off on a 3k loop before ending – VERY handy to know, as I didn’t get too excited when I saw the sports centre come into view , and I ran past at a steady pace knowing I’d be there soon.
I got a lift to the race from my friend Grant, who was also running – his first 10k! It was obviously a momentous event as he actually obliged when I told him to pose for photos! We got there in plenty of time, registered, and spent some time enjoying the rays before the rush of runners arrived.
The race was well-organized, despite a couple of hiccups involving flooding toilets and late registrations holding the start back by about 10-15 minutes. The weather was glorious, just like the previous day at parkrun. Unusually (to me), the half marathoners and the 10k’ers started in the same pens and took off together, splitting onto separate courses just before 4k. I thought it was a bit of a shame for the halfers, as they’d have people zooming by at the start and they’d feel like they were just plodding along! Just before the horn there was a speech and a minute of silence to remember the 34-year-old runner who died near the end of last year’s race, Mark Sharp.
Once the run had started (uphill from the word ‘go’), everyone shuffled along, dodging in and out of pockets of space between other runners for the first kilometer or so, until everyone found their pace. The sun was shining and for the first time this year, I felt warm running in Scotland! There were a lot of undulations throughout the run, and a couple particularly brutal bits, but with that came a few downhill sprints where you could catch your breath. I ran with a pretty steady pace throughout, and never felt like I was overexerting myself…… until the sprint at the end. I can’t help breaking into any energy reserve I have left when that finish line comes into view. And it’s even more sweet when you overtake guys in that final stretch! Despite having my earphones in and blasting ‘Promises’ by Nero, I heard the announcer call out my name when I crossed the finish line, and I felt like a rock star picking up some water, my technical t-shirt, and, of course, my medal. So much of a rock star, that I forgot to hit ‘stop’ on my Garmin. Every freaking time!
This race was also good fun because of the amount of people I knew that were there. A few folk from the gym made it along, some volunteers from parkrun that I’d met the previous day, and even a new twitter friend. Running is quite the social activity!
So how was everyone else’s racing weekends? The weather is picking up, and so are the events!