Gun time: 1hr 22mins 29secs
Watch time: 1hr 20mins 21secs
Championchip time: 1hr 20mins 09secs
Well, it’s a bitter sweet experience as an early cramp before the 1km mark derailed my whole gameplan; not that I have a comprehensive one. As my biggest nemesis since my training runs is the cramp; complained about it all the time that it became as stale as a bad cheese. Therefore, today’s set-play is very easy. Start slow and finish strong. And the I failed at both.
Preparation was as good as it can be. I drank a lot, even consuming the ORS dissolved in cold water, stretched a bit, and tried to sleep early. I even forgo the 2nd half of the football match between the Red Devils and the Hammers. All this in the bid towards preventing the cramp.
But as they always say, kita boleh merancang, tetapi Tuhan yang menentukan (we can come up with the most detailed of plans, but sometimes it will not go our way). After the flag off, I went on an easy pace which was part of the plan. But suddenly a cousin of mine saw me and decided to run beside me. I told him to run ahead as my pace was going to be snail-paced compared to him but he said that it didn’t really matter and stuck to my pace.
The thing with running with a partner is that either one will have to follow the other’s pace. As I don’t really want to slow down his run, I tried to keep up with his pace. As it was just the start, everything felt good. But the foreboding signs started to appear.
The area above my ankles started to tighten up and that is always the first tell-tale sign that my pace is too fast and that the cramp is catching up with me. And I’m not too sure why but once the cramp attacked, it is so hard for me to shake it off. So I quickly dropped my pace tremendously, hoping that it will go away.
However, the cramp loved me so much that it hanged around with me all the way. I have no other choice but to continue running albeit it was so uncomfortable. I couldn’t get into any good rythm or what some people called “The Zone”. All the while I was fearful that the cramp would turn full-blown and reduced me to a walking zombie.
By the time, the 5km sign loomed ahead, the cramp started to dissipate. I ate some M&Ms that have clumped together to give some extra boost. 😛 Then, the F1 track appeared around the corner. I’m not too sure why, but I hate running along the track. I tried to invoke the spirits of the mean machines that grace the track once a year but it is always at the track that I feel that my energy is totally drained. Maybe my mental needs some tweaking.
In the end, my watch recorded a time of 1hr 20min. Don’t ask me about the SportyPal caused my GPS went berserk and displayed my route as 13++km. I am pretty sure I hadn’t run that far and the pace it displayed was 5++min per km. If only I can run that fast. Oh well, sometimes technology do has its off days.
Although I did not better my PB, I’m grateful to Him that I completed the run at an average pace of around 8min per km. Insya-Allah this will spur me to continue to do my training runs though basically today marks the end of this year’s running season.
To those I get to know through your blogs, a big THANK YOU goes out to all of you for being the inspiration that fuels my fire to keep up with this great lifestyle. Hopefully, one day, I can meet all of you in person. Have a good break and a well-deserved holiday.
Phuket here I come!!!