That half: it was hard work. It could have been easier, I was 4 minutes slower than last year (even with the slightly easier course), my heart rate was woeful (my heart rate is always woeful – I have a lovely, slow, resting heart rate, but I seem to spend entire half marathons at 180+ bpm. This seems to worry doctors until they look at my resting heart rate. I had an ECG this morning – which put the first part of my pulse a bit short, but is apparently nothing to really worry about. I also reckon both symbicort and ventolin push up the heartbeat). But, by golly, I enjoyed this race.
And I want more.
I am particularly chuffed with that PR – I seem to recollect last year I whinged quite a bit round about that point.
This time, I walked when I needed to. I walked when my heart rate was >190 (and dropped it down to 175). I sweated profusely – and chafed something horrible under my heart strap and on my shorts label (I am covered in sudocreme now). And I LOVED this race.
It’s small – about 600 last year (not sure for this year, but about the same). The marshals are awesome, and there’s LOADs of them. There’s water at sensible intervals, it starts at a football stadium, so there’s a fair quantity of proper, flush, loos. A most excellent goodie bag, and a pretty decent medal. Lovely route (apart from the first and last mile – it’s a bit industrial estate getting out of the stadium), mostly on road, but just enough off-road to keep me happy.
My knee yelped a bit at mile 3, then behaved perfectly. I got through 3 gels. I felt good – not pushing too hard (and it was never, ever about a PB for this race).
But now? I want a bit more running. I want to be back up at 20 miles a week. I need to keep the weight (I am 26.2% fat – spot on for conceiving. BMI is 22ish – needs to be at least 20. Wasn’t in December…). I need to keep the fat. But I want to run more. I am going to have to work this one out. Next half is the Farnham Pilgrim in September. Another hilly one. And the vicar is wildly running 52 half marathons this year, and has invited us to join him for the Thames Meander. Please sponsor him: he’s a sweetie pie, he did us a wedding sermon with a Dr Who theme, and he’s raising money to keep the church in one piece (more or less). He’s now got a half marathon pb of 1:45…
Apparently I’m also possibly slightly lacking in calcium. I wonder if this is the missing piece in the fertility jigsaw…certainly, none of the pre-pregnancy vitamins have any particular addition of calcium, and I mix up milk with non-dairy milk. I shall go and find a supplement.