It’s that time of year. . City to Bay
Yes kids, that’s right I entered the 6 kilometers of torture as I call it. Not as prepared for this but that is my own fault in a lot of ways. Weather didn’t help much but also my lack of focus is to blame.
I got it into my head that I needed my running coach in my ear, calling my stats and all but I had forgotten that I was doing this for the most important person . . ME
I didn’t enter the run as year, as we were leaving on Friday for our weekend trip in Sydney. Knowing full well that when it rolled around this year, ready or not I was going for it.
Going again as a runner, which is OK, its not pretty but it gets the job done.
I set my music list last night, I had to redo it thanks to a Samsung hiccup, but I needed to refresh it. I know at some point I am going to need a song or two, my encouragement to keep going.
Phil will be at his usual spot waiting for me to arrive. Phil is a big help, he cooks me a high protein dinner the night before. The left over I have for breakfast.
I get up extra early on Sunday morning, just to have some me time, to get focused, taking time to eat and mentally get ready. I always lay out what I am wearing the night before, even my baseball cap.
Phil and I don’t normally chat alot in the car on the way, once he is close as he can get to the shopping center where I start, the knots in the my tummy usually start, no turning back.
After a nerves bathroom stop, its on to sunscreen, always use it no matter how the sky is looking. I usually don’t stretch alot but I do just enough for me to warm the body up.
My best time is 1 hour 7 minutes. Who knows what Sunday will bring.
Will let you know next week