Coach Scott Brown and I at the finish line after this years Takatsuki City 10K race. On a beautiful day, having run a fast and pretty course you’d have to say we were looking rather pleased with ourselves.
But look a little more closely. Can you see it? There’s no hiding the agony of falling just 10 seconds short of a PB. Would I have taken 39.07 an hour earlier? You bet!
It’s fair to say that the honeymoon period of last month’s marathon PB extended longer than it should have. I’d run just 9 times since that race 4 weeks ago. Making my way through a crowd of runners I sheepishly looked for my coach and friend. His recent text messages still haunted me. “What’s happening man? You OK” or “You still haven’t run! No pressure but time is moving ahead”.
With bravado I proclaimed to all who would listen, I’ll be happy to break 40! At the time I meant it too. I felt heavy and slow. A couple of tempo runs earlier in the week proved it. I was scared.
On the start line I convinced myself that aerobically I could still produce a sub 40. It’s just 40 minutes I kept repeating to myself. I’ll start with a 3.50 and try to hold on. Buggar the pundits!