I don’t know what made me think I need to try even more new things this year – I mean, surely pushing my mind, body and soul through the ‘torture’ of a Half Ironman is enough isn’t it?
Tomorrow I am participating in a 15km trail race. The word participating being hugely more accurate than running, racing or even perhaps walking (time will tell).
I thought it was only 20 minutes drive away as well – turns out it’s an hour. I guess it’s never going to sink in that everywhere is NOT 20 minutes away. (Note to self – a refresher in geography might be a good idea. Might just file that thought away next to cooking lessons though).
So what do I know? It’s going to be muddy. That’s a given. I’ve read last years run reports and one stated there was a little stream you need to cross that’s up to your knees. Now, as I’m knee height to a grasshopper I’m going to take arm bands and a rubber ring with me.
Possibly a wet suit too. Just in case.
There’s a 1 hour cut off for 7km and for some reason that is playing on my mind. I don’t usually focus much on cut off times for running but I know this type of run is very different from the road. I’m pretty confident I should make that. If I don’t, something’s gone very wrong!
There are quite a few from the roadrunners who are all going so I won’t be alone in my green vest. The other half is also coming along with the youngest (although I’m pretty damn sure he just wants a laugh!).
Who says romance is dead? Ha ha