Hooray! Am alive! Finished! Stayed upright the *entire* time!
…Yeah, I clearly had high aspirations for the run. I was almost dreading it, because I was pretty sure I wasn’t fit enough to do it. I’ve had various body parts hurting over the past month, so haven’t trained as much as I wanted to, so my week-by-week plan of how much fitter I needed to get pretty much went out the window. By the time of the run, I don’t think I’d done a proper long run (long for me, I mean – about five or six kilometre) for about three or four weeks, just short ones and other cardio and weights work. So I was definitely not feeling fit or ready.
We did it in an hour and two minutes. Pat was actually in California yesterday (well, still is today), but he did an 8k run at the same time as Andrew and I did ours in Sydney. Apparently he also did it in roughly the same time!
I know I’ve mentioned here before how much taller and fitter Andrew is, and how we can occasionally be competitive in terms of the amount of training we do. I don’t think I’ve mentioned this before, but it seems a fitting place now: he is also an excellent motivator and I probably would have taken even longer if it weren’t for the fact that he was next to me yesterday every step of the way, running at my pace even though he’s much taller and fitter, and telling me I’m doing well. So Andrew: thank you.
Tomorrow morning, I’ll go for a run before uni, because this weekend is Relay for Life, and there is still a lot more training to do and a lot more fitness to get for the Bay Run, the City2Surf and the Bridge Run later this year. Maybe next year I could throw in a half-marathon, but I’m getting ahead of myself.