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Is Tracking Every Single Run Important?

As a runner, I’m always looking to progress with my personal bests, whether that is in time or in distance but what happens when it starts to consume you. How important is your timing when you run and should we always be tracking our runs? That’s what I’ll be discussing in today’s post. 


Before I begin, I have to say I am all for looking at your times during and after your run. I wrote a post recently about “Why I’m No Long Counting My Steps” and if you read that post, you’ll know that not hitting my steps made me feel bad about myself despite the fact that I am an active person, but not hitting those steps put a dampener on that. That started to happen when I started tracking my runs too but because I wanted to progress, I knew that I couldn’t simply stop tracking them. 

When I first started running, I was very focused on simply running because I didn’t have a lot of experience with before and it wasn’t as easy as “just running”. It took a lot of mental and physical energy out of me, much more than I was ever expecting so I was happy enough for a while pushing myself. Once I realised that I could run 5K, that’s when I started to look at the numbers more in depth. If I didn’t get to the same time as last time, and if I wasn’t faster, I became disappointed despite feeling like it was a great run. I became obsessed with being better and while I believe it is important to do better yourself, I think you know yourself when you’ve pushed it too far. 

IMG-20180908-WA0013-01.jpeg(Scott and I at our most recent race, the Larne 10K)

When I didn’t get a “good time” by my own standards, I started to doubt whether I was a good runner. I wrote a post a few months ago about “Becoming Comfortable With Calling Myself A Runner” and it’s exactly what it says on the tin. I had a big problem with timing and I started to doubt whether I was a runner, if I was getting these “low standards” times and often, it was really hard to deal with. It even made me not want to run because I was scared that I would get another “bad” time, and if I was doing that, then what was the point in running? I’m very competitive with myself and it was so foreign to me just to run with no expectations. I kept asking myself what would that achieve? 

What does your time matter? 

If you’re preparing for a race or you’re hoping to become faster or run further, then one hundred percent I believe you should track your run. Depending on what equipment and application you use, you’ll be able to see your splits and how your body reacted to going up on incline or speeding up down a hill, to name a few examples. Those will be very good lessons on learning how to deal with pacing in the future; I often find that I go up hills too fast and over time with the help of my boyfriend, I’ve learned that going slower up hills may not be ideal for time but my body can cope with running longer if I have gone slower during the hard part. 

When does your time not matter? 

Your time doesn’t matter if you’re just running to run. Simple as, if you’re using it as another form of exercise or you’re looking for something to get you outside, then I really don’t believe time should be your biggest worry. 


(For reference, I use Strava for my running. It’s great with working out my splits and I find it to be accurate most of the time. Ever since I downloaded the app almost a year ago, it’s only not connected up twice which was frustrating at the time, but for a free app, it’s not too bad. You can get a premium version too, it comes with some great features though.) 

Running has become a very lovable hobby and I can see why many runners say it is a love hate relationship; you love it when it’s over but during it when you feel like you mentally can’t go on, you hate it. It’s something that does get easier thankfully but we still have our bad days as well as our good days.  

Looking back at how I used to think shows me how far I have come in terms of my mindset because no matter what time you get, you are still a runner and you shouldn’t be discouraged by your time. It still happens to me and you’ll probably find it happens to every runner, I find that it doesn’t affect me as much as when I first began. 

Thank you so much for reading today’s post. I’d be really interested in hearing from other runners if they have been through this dilemma before and how they have worked through it so if you have any links, send them through to me over on my Twitter or my Instagram. 


Larne 10K Race (2018).

Another day, another race write-up. Today’s post is all about the Larne 10K which took place on Saturday 8th September 2018. 


I was much more nervous about this event than the previous Laganside race; simply because I didn’t know the course. In all fairness, I didn’t even know Larne so seeing the route, I wasn’t too sure if there were any hills or how it would look when I was there. However, because my previous race had gone so well, I wasn’t too worried about not being able to run as well as I had done then. That was until I went out on a run a few days before the race… 

My training had been downhill this particular week. I had planned a 6.5K run mid-way through the week but I only managed to run 2K before giving up. I know that now I can look back and reflect to tell myself that a run is better than no run, but when you are training for a race, it’s very hard to tell yourself that. The build-up to the race had had a dampener put on it because of this. 

It was quite a nice race to attend for a number of different reasons; we got to head up on the train to somewhere I had never explored before. Being so used to getting the bus, I do love the train sometimes. I was also excited to run another 10K because even though my training hadn’t been the greatest lately, I wasn’t letting myself down in terms of times so I was happy to improve that and possibly add more routes to my belt too. 

The route started off with my favourite method, downhill! This can cause some trouble especially if you feel like you’re going too fast at the beginning but I had Scott to keep me right and I asked him a few times and he said I was going fine. We then went through the town centre and there were tons of supporters from consumers to even some shop owners, which I thought was really nice. Once we got out of the town, we headed down to the coast and I never realised how pretty it is there and it’s one of the main reasons I would love to head back again. At around this point on the first lap, Scott started to get a pain in his calf so he told me to run on. It turns out that I might have went too fast because he said as soon as I left, I passed quite a few people so I probably got too excited. I then turned a corner and seen a hill, and it wasn’t just any hill, it was quite a steep hill. I wouldn’t have been so annoyed but Scott had told me it was a flat course from what he thought. Part of me thought that he pulled back from me because he knew how annoyed I would be, but it turns out, he did actually hurt his calf. I was able to run up the hill almost to the three quarter point, but it was a slow run. The second time going up the hill was really a run-walk-run because it had exhausted me.  


I started to tire out at the 5K mark and I felt really disappointed in myself. I had to stop more in the second lap to walk and while it wasn’t all the time, it was more than two or three times. I try and not walk in a race but I think it’s something I need to come to terms with that I will do it at some point. At the mid-way mark, I was convinced that I was going to get a bad time, I didn’t think I would get close to my best time, especially with the hill. I wasn’t aiming for a personal best, I never do but I was disappointed that I felt like I had done so badly. As with any race, I seen the finishing line but it was a while before I could really power through so I was about 100m away and I bolted. I had loaded up my Strava before the finish so I could click the stop button as soon as I was done. When I crossed the line, I looked at my Strava and it said 01:06:23 and I was in shock. I would have expected one hour and ten minutes so I was over the moon because I really pushed for it. As it turns out, it’s my second best 10K time which made the experience even better. 


I would one hundred percent compete in this race again; it was such a fantastic atmosphere and it was pretty rare that you didn’t have someone shouting support, which was really nice especially when you were struggling. I’m glad that I know about the hill now because I think my pacing would be better the second time around; I know now where to push and where to pull back. It was very well organised race too, and it was clear from the get-go that it was. The starting and finishing line were very apparent, it started pretty dead-on time too and there was a great turn out.  

Thank you so much for reading today’s post! I know that race write-ups aren’t everyone’s cup of tea and that’s perfectly fine but I like that I now have a written history of each one to let me know how I’m progressing each and every time.  

Laganside 10K Race (2018).

Running has become a huge part of my life so it’s always a joy to write about my recent races. Today is no different as I write up about the Laganside 10K that took place at Ormeau Park on Sunday 2nd September.


(The only reason we look so fresh is because this was taken before the race.)
I have attended the Laganside 10K twice so far; last year as a supporter for Scott and this year as a runner myself. It was quite nice to take part this time because it always seemed like a nice course but I never took advantage of how runner friendly it was, until now. The Ormeau Embankment is one of my favourite routes to cycle on, simply because it’s a nice route, it’s by the water and it is very cycle friendly with enough room for walkers, runners and cyclists. Some towpaths can get very narrow but this one ticks most of the boxes for me.

In terms of training I had done leading up to the run, that was still ongoing from the Connswater 10K (which I decided not to write about this time around because I had so many issues with it, that it simply wasn’t worth it) which was only a few weeks ago so my training just continued. I was only averaging one run a week which wasn’t ideal but it was still something and because I was pushing myself on each run, that’s why I didn’t feel terrible for not getting out more.


(I was a little worried that people were going to think that the “Michael Scott’s Dunder-Mifflin Scranton Meredith Palmer Memorial Celebrity Rabies Awareness Fun Run Race For The Cure” was a real charity. I hope some people got the reference.)
For the first time possibly ever, I wasn’t nervous about the race. Part of me believes that I wasn’t nervous because I knew the route; I hadn’t ran it before this, but because I already knew exactly where I was going to go, I didn’t face that challenge. It was a really nice feeling because I’m not too fond of the butterflies before a race. I only had one objective for this race and it was to beat my Titanic Quarter time of 01:07:35 because it’s a really good bench mark in order for me to improve.

If you know Belfast City Centre, you’ll know exactly where this route is. You start in Ormeau Park, coming down onto the Ravenhill Road, down towards Lanyon Place train station and onto the short cut of the Ormeau Embankment, turning on the bridge on the Ormeau Road and back down the other side of the embankment. The only difference on the second lap is that you enter Ormeau Park at the very end rather than at the start again. On the course, you really only have two hills to go up and one of them is barely a hill so it’s been the easiest course for me.


(We stayed close to the back at the start of the race rather than being bunched up in the crowd.)
Scott and I ran together again which is always quite nice, considering he started me off with my running. I use him as my pacer so he often tells me when I’m going too fast and to slow it down a little. I still view myself as a beginner runner so I’m not too sure when I am going at the right pace so it’s nice to have someone pull me back. Unfortunately, this time I wasn’t really picking up the signals and I was going faster than I should have been. It wasn’t until after the race that Scott told me that I was going too fast but he didn’t want to hold me back especially if I felt comfortable. I think you just get caught up in it with all the other runners so you start off going faster because you feel the need to catch up with everyone else. Scott let me run on at around the two-mile mark and I always feel bad when he tells me to run on but he started to get a stitch so the best thing for those are to just slow down.

I felt comfortable for the majority of the race and I seemed to run with the same people throughout it as well which was nice because you almost felt like they were your pacers. I didn’t hit a mental block until around 8K and for most of my 10K’s recently, that seems to be the marker for me. I’m not completely sure why but I still kept going and had to whisper to myself that “I could do this” and it did work. (The magic of words, eh?) Of course, when I seen that finishing line, I bolted and I must have passed about ten people at that point. I seem to get this block of energy out of nowhere and my legs just pick up.


(The map of the route as shown by my Strava.)
My time for this race from my Strava was 01:07:36 but the chip time was 01:07:34, one second faster than my Titanic Quarter 10K, so I did get a better time, but by one second! I was completely over the moon with my time because I pushed myself and surprisingly I didn’t stop to walk at all in this race. For the last couple of races, I have had to stop and walk which there is nothing wrong with but it’s always an aim of mine for any 5K or 10K, not to stop. I know when I start to train for longer distances, I will have to stop for a break but that’s nothing that I worry about because I know it’s completely natural based on how you feel that day and more importantly, if your body is coping with the distance.

This particular race has been one of my favourites and I would one hundred percent, sign up again next year. It was capped at 1,500 people and it was such a well organised event so I really can’t praise it enough.


(Here we are with our medals!)

Thank you so much for reading today’s post, I love writing these post-run write ups after a race that I have enjoyed, because you give yourself time to reflect and how you can improve next time.

My First Year of Running.

Running has been in my life for a little over a year now so I thought now was the perfect time tot to talk about my journey so far; what I have learned and what my goals for the next year are. 

IMG_20170820_192743_994(Scott and I at my first 5K race: the Connswater 5K in August 2017)

I started running in the Summer of 2017 because it was something I had always wanted to get better at. I was already so focused on the gym but I wanted to progress my fitness further. It helped that my boyfriend loved running and he wanted a running partner that he could coach, so it was a win for both of us. I’m very lucky that my blog has grown into a haven of lifestyle, mental health and running so I have blogged about my various races, my longer distances and the lows that I first experienced, all which will be listed below. 

Training for a 5K Race: An Introduction and My First Run. 
Training for a 5K Race: Running and Negative Mental Health. 
Training for a 5K Race: The Lone Run. 
Training for a 5K Race: My First (Unofficial) Park Run. 
Training for a 5K Race: Last Minute Training!
Training for a 5K Race: Race Day! 
Training for a 5K Race: What happened after? 
Training for a 10K Race: Yes, 10K! 
Training for a 10K Race: Starting Out With Longer Distances.
Training for a 10K Race: Wait, again? 
Becoming Comfortable With Calling Myself A Runner. 
Training for a 10K Race: Three Loops and One Long Run.
Training for a 10K Race: One Last Check In. 
Titanic Quarter 10K (2018) Race Day! 
Lisburn 10K and Half Marathon (2018) 
Not Eating Enough Before A Race. 

I have a much healthier relationship with running than when I first started out which is fantastic but there were a few weeks where I wanted to quit because I wasn’t sure if I could handle being anxious on something that was becoming a hobby. Thankfully that calmed down a lot over the year and I’ve continued running for the majority of time. During the colder winter months, it was definitely hard to go out for a run and especially after work when all you want to do is have your dinner and go to bed. I managed to pick up a good running routine during the Spring and Summer months of this year however. 

27467803848_0f1d1a6b91_b-01.jpeg(Who doesn’t love a good running shot?)

While only taking part in seven races over the year, four being 5K’s and three being 10K’s, the majority have been enjoyable experiences and I’m glad to say that I am less anxious in crowds now and I don’t tend to compare myself to other runners as much as I used to. 

In terms of timings, I have progressed majorly which I’m so proud of. I have brought my 5K personal best time down from 44:48 to 30:02, an incredible 14 minutes difference and my 10K personal best time down from 01:12:00 to 01:04:18, another amazing achievement for me. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not hitting those times every time but right now, I’m not concentrating on time surprisingly. I’m still tracking every run and I do look at the time and while it might be slower than I’m used to, I’m trying to use every opportunity as training and getting back into a routine rather than trying to hit a personal best every time. I would exhaust myself sometimes on a run and I would finish it to see that my time had been slower than before, it was really taking the fun out of it. That’s why I’ve taken a step back from looking at the time so much but it’s still important, just not as important. 

IMG-20180620-WA0004-01.jpeg(The Lisburn Half Marathon and 10K where I got my new 10K personal best.)

I don’t like planning too far ahead for my running goals mainly because I like to see where my running will take me but I know it’s important to keep striving for something. I would like to start training for a half marathon; I’m not sure when exactly I’ll take part in my first one but I know I would love to take part in next year’s Belfast City Half Marathon which is next September. Yes, I’ve given myself an entire year to prepare for that one, but it’s more achievable that way. I believe I am physically able to take on the challenge but mentally is another story when it comes to running, so that’s what I need to work on. I have one more 10K race coming up soon which I’m preparing for but once that is done and dusted, I’m planning on going further in my distance training. The furthest I have ran is 14K and I completed that in just over an hour and a half so I know I can run further, I need to put it into action now. 

I would like to get my 5K time down to 28 minutes or as close as I can. Considering I knocked 14 minutes off my time over this first year, you would think that would be easy as pie but it’ll be a lot harder than you think. I do push myself a considerable amount on those personal bests but Scott has suggested I start doing sprint sessions to help me with my speed and stamina. I have to say I’m clueless when it comes to this so once we get the upcoming 10K over us, I’ll be getting him on board to help me with this.

I’m really excited for what the next year of running will bring and I can’t wait to share it both on the blog and through my Instagram too. Thank you so much for reading today’s post and if you have any running blog posts, please send them through to me because they are some of my favourite posts to read.  

Not Eating Enough Before A Race.


We all have our different opinions on how we like to train; some prefer a fasted run, others can’t train without having something in their stomach. For me, I thought I had eaten enough before a race but today’s post is all about my experience when I realised I hadn’t.

In the middle of June, I took part in the Lisburn 10K race which I recently posted about and I was so incredibly happy with the experience because I got a personal best. However, what I didn’t write about was what happened an hour or two later because I thought it deserved a post of it’s own.

This had been my first evening race and because it was in Lisburn, it wasn’t a case of being able to go home for dinner first so I thought I had planned out my food quite well for that day. I had my bagel and smoothie as normal for breakfast, my lunch was a Thai curry that Scott had made me the day before and I grabbed a snack at around 3:30pm. I certainly wasn’t hungry so I thought I was okay and I didn’t get hungry until after the race.

We got the train home from Lisburn and while I was tired, I was fine. We jumped on the bus from town to where we live and I started to feel iffy on the bus but I wasn’t sure why. I had eaten some dark chocolate on the way home to have some sugar in my system (The bars they were handing out at the finishing line weren’t gluten free) so I didn’t think food had anything to do with it. My body could have been in shock because I pushed it very hard or because our bus driver was driving fast, that could have set me off.


Our bus took less than ten minutes to get from the city centre to where we were getting off and I started to feel slightly worse. I couldn’t feel my fingers and my legs became tingly; as soon as we came off the bus, I had to go and sit at the bus stop and the tingling got worse. I couldn’t stand up, I couldn’t feel Scott’s hand and my head felt very fuzzy. I had no idea what was happening and that’s when Scott asked me what I had had to eat that day, so I told him and he said I hadn’t eaten enough and my body had used up almost all my energy running that my body was going into shock.

I went from being hungry on the train home to not wanting to touch anything. Once we got back to Scott’s house, he lay me down and got me to drink diluted juice and asked me to eat a Nakd bar. I had one bite of the bar and thought I was going to throw up (I love them any other time!) I could stomach the juice but it was about ten more minutes before the tingling feeling went away. I had never experienced anything like that before in terms of running so I started to panic thinking “was it going happen again?” Scott told me it’s happened to him before and I had no reason to panic but to make sure I eat enough next time.

While it was a scary experience, it’s definitely made me more aware of my food intake before any type of training. If I train in the morning, I’m normally fine fasting but if it’s anything in the afternoon or in the evening, I know that I need to leave around two hours for my food to settle. I possibly should have had a very early dinner at 4pm instead so while the race started at 7pm, it would still be sitting in my stomach.

I’m interested in any tips that anyone has that could help me in the future (apart from eating more, of course) or if you have any experiences around this subject that you think would be useful, please let me know. Thank you so much for reading! 




Lisburn 10K and Half Marathon (2018).


It’s been a little while since I posted a running update on the blog, hasn’t it? I’m not down and out quite yet, in fact I’m getting my running mojo back slowly but surely so today’s post is all about the Lisburn 10K and Half Marathon that I completed on Wednesday 20th June. 

My last official race was the Titanic Quarter 10K on Sunday 8th April so it’s only been two months which is shorter than I first anticipated. I had been eyeing up the Lisburn 10K for a while and originally, I thought Scott would want to do the half marathon, so completing the race on my own didn’t seem too daunting. Luckily for me, he was interested in doing the 10K along with me, so that was lovely. 

Despite Lisburn being very close to Belfast, it’s not somewhere I would think to go. I’m not sure why but it was labelled as a “fast and flat route” (Side note: it was not flat) so I wanted to give it a go because Scott said numbers wise, it always gets a lot of participants. Based on my past experience with crowds I was initially very hesitant but I feel like I’ve come such a long way that I wasn’t too worried about suffering a panic attack (unlike the Connswater 5K if you remember) 


The race didn’t start on time but in my very small experience with events like this, I wasn’t too surprised but when you’re standing around in just a t-shirt because you know you will get warm during your run, you start to get a little chilly at the start line. We placed ourselves in the middle  of the crowd but it didn’t make much difference because everyone is free to run around you if needs be. 

It was advertised as a flat and fast route and while I appreciate it’s not as steep as certain parts of the older Belfast Marathon, it certainly wasn’t flat. There were a few hills on the backroads of Lisburn and while I don’t know how many there were, the last one was the biggest struggle but that is no surprise, is it? The last hurdle is always the hardest.  

It was nice to run with Scott again because we hadn’t been for a run together in a long time and admittedly, this is completely my fault. By the time I get home from work and my constant tiredness, I really struggle to go out for a run and I know he tells me it’s okay, I feel like I’m letting him down. I run on my own when I feel like I can so it was nice to run with him again. Unfortunately, at around 1.5K Scott started to get uncomfortable and his calf started to give him trouble so he pulled away to the side and told me to run on. I wouldn’t have minded waiting with him as he stretched it but he insisted. I hadn’t brought headphones with me because I knew we were running together but in the end, I’m glad I was forced not to listen to anything but my own breath. In the past, I’ve struggled controlling my breathing and because it’s such an important aspect, that’s when I tend to have panic attacks. Thankfully, I managed okay with zero sound in my ear and even though I was on my own, there were always people around me so I didn’t feel left behind by the crowd. 

I started to get uncomfortable at around 7K which is a huge achievement for me because not only was my body able to hold out for that long, I was able to do so mentally too. If you’ve read previous running posts, you’ll know that the mental capacity of running is something I used to struggle with quite a lot. My body never gets tired first strangely, it’s always my head but at around the 7K mark, they both hit me at the same time and it was tough because at that point, I had just seen that there was another hill upon me. Thankfully the block didn’t hold on for too long but it did come back at just after the 8K mark and it didn’t seem to shift from that point. I’m proud of myself though because before I would have let that get to me and I would start to panic but it wasn’t the case this time.  

temporary_file174213193.jpg(The complete route on Strava.)

I powered through when I seen the corner to the finishing line and I wish I would have had the strength to steam through faster further away from the gate but I just couldn’t. However, as soon as I entered the finishing gates, I bolted for my life and once I crossed it, it was endorphins that came out of nowhere. I became exhausted and I could feel it was the hardest I had ran in a long time. I stopped my Strava as soon as I crossed the line to see 01:04:18 and I can’t describe how happy I felt. Did I really just do a 10K in one hour and four minutes? I managed to beat my Titanic Quarter 10K time by three minutes despite all the hills that were added to this race. I was over the moon and I knew that I earned that time.  

IMG-20180620-WA0004-01.jpeg(Scott and I with our medals!)

I really enjoyed this race and I would be very interested in taking part next year because it was such a lovely atmosphere, it wasn’t overly competitive from where I was and it certainly put you through your paces but in a good way. Thank you so much for reading! 




Titanic Quarter 10K (2018) Race Day!


If you’ve been reading the blog regularly, you’ll know that recently I was training for my next 10K, the Titanic Quarter 10K in Belfast. Well, that race took place on Sunday 8th April and today I’m going to tell you all about it. 

(If you want to catch up on my previous posts first, I’ll have them linked at the bottom of the page!) 

That morning, I was really nervous and quite panicky. I didn’t want to have breakfast because I felt a little ill but I knew that it would be a horrible idea not to have breakfast before a race, so I forced myself to eat. I had so many nerves because in my first 5K race, I had a few panic attacks and when we had done the trial run of the Titanic route, I had a slip up in terms of my anxiety and I started to panic. So understandably, I wasn’t surprised I was nervous. 

IMG-20180408-WA0009.jpg(Pre-race smiles!)

We hadn’t picked our packs up beforehand so we arrived there earlier than usual to make sure we weren’t running behind and to give us good time to pick up the packs. We weren’t expecting to get our t-shirt before the race so we kept our regular t-shirts on and put them in Scott’s bag instead. From what Scott said, they had changed the route slightly from the last time he had taken part, but he said that it was a better route than before. We started out in front of the famous Titanic Belfast so if you were a vistor to the city, it would have been the perfect opportunity to see a tourist attraction. 

I was nervous up until we all started to run, I don’t know why but I have the “first run” fear when I think I’m going to be out of breath in ten seconds, which is crazy because I know I can run a fair distance and be absolutely fine. Once we started though, I was fine. We stayed pretty much at the back from the beginning because we thought I might get caught up in a big crowd and run faster than I should be at the beginning, then be completely exhausted half way through. We were able to pass people easily because we had started at the back, but passing people was the furthest from my mind.  

27467803848_0f1d1a6b91_b-01.jpeg(Photo credit to Athletics NI who managed to get a running shot of me that I’m pretty pleased with.)

I didn’t take any photographs when we were running; I don’t mind stopping while I’m running but for me, it’s different if I’m taking part in a run. Fortunately for me, the Titanic Quarter route is not a scenic one so there weren’t many opportunities for photographs. It’s a fairly boring route to say the least but I’m very glad I had ran it beforehand so I knew what to expect. I think that was part of my problem with the Connswater 5K race; I hadn’t ran it before so I didn’t know when we were turning, and especially with a large crowd, I got myself worried with the uncertainty.  

temporary_file1992367241.jpg(This is the map taken from my Strava so if you know Belfast, you’ll know the route we were following.)

Generally over the course of the race, I felt fine. I had one moment where I thought I might panic but I was able to catch myself fast enough to pace my breathing so I ended up not freaking out. I wasn’t overly exhausted, I knew physically I was fine but about half way through the race, I knew that my mental energy was draining fast. I don’t know how many times I said “I can do this” inside my head, but it was a hell of a lot and it seemed to work. The weather was nice to us, the sun wasn’t splitting the trees but it wasn’t cold either. I’m glad I put my coat in Scott’s bag or I would have been sweating buckets. 

Towards the very end of race, we could see the finish line and I knew I wanted to get there as soon as I could. I had started to speed up but I asked Scott was I going too fast too soon and he said yes, so I scaled it back a little until I knew I could really speed up. For this race, I wasn’t aiming for a time, time did not matter at this point because my main aim was to finish. I finished up with a time of 01:07:35 which was naturally, I was over the moon with. 

IMG-20180408-WA0005-01.jpeg(Post-race smiles with our medals.)

Looking back, I wish I had have been able to do a little more training leading up to the race but with a sore toe and the snow disrupting the first few months of the year, it was out of my control. I guess that’s what happens with races during the start of the year, right? Apart from that hiccup, I’m really happy with how it all went and I think I’ll be sticking with 10K distances for a little while before attempting a half marathon distance. I want to try and improve my timing before I try that. 

Thank you so much for taking the time to read my post today and as I mentioned at the beginning, if you missed any of my running posts, I’ll have the most recent ones linked below. 

Training for a 10K Race: Wait, again? 
Training for a 10K Race: Three Loops and One Long Run. 
Training for a 10K Race: One Last Check In.