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I am going to begin my first blog entry with a recap of the Sydney Morning Herald Half Marathon that I ran last Sunday. Jeez, it was a tough one. Some days you just get into the groove, and others are a bit more of a struggle. This was quite the struggle.
I woke up bright and early at 3:45 a.m. Sunday morning (it was still pitch dark outside and freeezing!). What got me out of bed you might ask.. oats and tea ofcourse! I switched the heater on full blast, got dressed (Race tip #1: Always have your clothes, race-bib, ipod etc ready the night before) and ran to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Now for Amy (my sister) and I, making oats is process which involves what we call ‘nurturing’. It always involve stirring, adding water, addding milk, testing, stirring, adding banana/prunes/seeds/nuts, stirring, heating, adding more milk, adding honey, tasting, reheating and finally, when perfect, eating! (I will go through the actual method in more detail at a later stage ;).
Oats and tea
I then braved the cold and drove to the station, where I caught a train into the city. When I arrived it was a bit chaotic but I just marched along, following the crowd as I do 🙂 until we reached the starting area where the sun was just rising!
Saint Mary’s Cathedral
I tried to warm myself up by awkwardly running up and down, used the porter-loos a few times and before I knew it, it was 6:45am and time to begin. For the first few kms I struggled to find my rhythm. There were over 5000 people racing, and the roads were jam packed. Usually I can focus my mind on my own goal and get into my ‘zone’, but I seemed to be a bit all over the place. Eventually at about 7kms I began to find a good rhythm and wow it makes a difference!
For me, the best part of racing is being able to set a goal and challenging yourself constantly, both physically and mentally to reach that goal. The second best thing about racing is looking out for your fans a.k.a. Josh (my man) and Amy (my sister) who I knew would be waiting for me at the finish line… it is definitely good motivation to keep running 🙂
At about the half way mark we started passing alot of spectators… and I had my eyes zooming left, right and everywhere in search of Umz (a.k.a Amy and Josh. Ha! Spotted! Half asleep…) I know it is supposed to be the other way around, them looking out for me, but I started screaming “Joshhhhhhhh……Umz…….”. It was all very exciting.
Spotted! In the fleuro orange shorts
The few kms of the race my knees started to take a beating but I just kept rolling.
I eventually finished and hobbled across the finish line at 2.00.34.
I was very proud of myself even though it wasn’t a PB.
Josh and I….me attempting to stretch
We then took the train to Bondi Junction and had a good breakfast at Skinny Dip Cafe. Umz and I had toasted sourdough with ricotta, honey and toasted walnuts (sorry no photos!) – But OMG amazing! Josh settled on poached eggs on turkish toast with a side of avo (it looked good, too).
We then headed back across the Harbour Bridge, home-bound (I live in the Northshore) and I went straight for a massage at our local shopping centre, to get that lactic acid moving! It was painful but SO worth it. The rest of the afternoon involved a hot radox bath, pjs and sleep 🙂
Race day is always fun, isn’t it?
Tell me, how do you relax after a hard workout?