We ran in the opposite direction from the other time I had done it. That meant we soon came up the only hill in the route. I don't mind hills! I was going fine. The weather was good, I felt fine, all was well. I passed Megan, and then Laura. I trundled on! The kilometer markers zoomed past.
Scampering along with Laura
I had the idea my personal best on the 10 km was 0:47:50 or something. I thought I may reach that. Probably not beat it; I hadn't trained particularly much. Equal it should be possible! And when I reached the 5k marker I thought I might do just that. It was only downhill or flat from there on! I pounded on.
When I got to the finish I saw I would be coming in at something like, well, 0:47:50. (In the end it was 0:47:57.) So I thought it was just slower than my personal best. But when I got home and I looked at my race stats I saw I had completely mis-remembered. My personal best was 0:50:09. Although I had broken that record, in a way, by running the first 10k of a half marathon in 0:48:46 minutes. But that was still almost a minute slower! But where did the 47 minutes come from? I have never even ran a possibly confusing 1:47 in any race. Memory works in a strange way sometimes. But that means I beat my PB by quite some time! That's nice.
Approaching the finish. No poiints for where Marjan is.
After I had finished Marjan and I waited for the other girls. When they came in we cheered them on. But by the time the last one came in we had been standing around for a bit, so we then left. Time for a shower and some lunch! And then cooking food; we would have dinner together. Mains for her, dessert for me! I could dine looking back on a successful race!