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Juneathon Day 24: Cat

According to the weather forecast, the only dry moment of the day would be long enough to squeeze 5 km run in it. So between washing machine load nr 2 and nr 3, we quickly changed and went to ‘our’ lake. After the 5 km yesterday evening when I was tired and sleepy and yet managed to run under 29 minutes, I was wondering what my legs could do today. Well, surprisingly, I ran another fast 5 km. At least, fast for my books: 27.33!

Immediately after that I added 2.3 km of recovery run in an attempt to spot something interesting to blog about. There were many dogs around but all of them too fast to be caught for a photo. So I found a cat. One that did not move:

I seriously hope it will not be used to damage the beautiful lake banks. We’ll see next week.

Oh – have I mentioned the rain and wind??

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We did it!

This morning, I woke at 5 am to drive my mother to the airport. It was rainy and windy and misty and the idea of running 20+ km in these circumstances sounded everything except appealing to me.

Fortunately the weather improved significantly so after the chaotic ‘what-to-wear’ session (while working warm crusli and banana into my stomach hoping it will stay there) we returned to the original idea of long pants and Team AprilRuns shirt. What a comfort to participate in a 1/2M race that starts just 2 miles from our house! We parked the bikes, visited the portable toilet, panicked some more about Garmin, iPhone, starting numbers (nothing unusual) and walked to start area.

Some twenty minutes before the shot this is what we saw in front of us:

And this is what we saw behind us:

I suggested to run the first 10k in a comfortable pace and see how we feel. Of course, the reality did not resemble the theory at all: the first 5k was one of our fastest ever, then after a short drinking pause (10 seconds of walking) the second 5k was quite similar. Except for my knee we felt very good. The path was quite nice, leading us through small villages and fields, we even saw deer. And along the path there were lots of locals cheering and offering drinks, fruit, sponges… I absolutely loved the atmosphere and was predetermined to enjoy it all the way.

The crisis came around km nr 12. The black currant gel did not go down too well I guess. Also, there was some wind against us and I’ve noticed we were slowing down a bit. Around that moment, I lost my hand made wrist strap with pace time for my Dream Time of 2:20. Well, whatever – as long as we finish, I thought.

I was encouraging V to run faster but she would not leave me behind. I was guessing that part of the reason being her two tennis matches last night. All the time, even though I ran with an mp3 player and earplugs, I was looking around enjoying the crowds: kids giving us high-five (and begging for sponges and gels), families, older people, bikers, dog walkers, musicians. And indeed, the kick I got when people/strangers clapped and yelled my name is hard to describe. And so my first crisis left as fast as it came.

At 15k we paused again, drank some and from that point somehow I knew we would make it. Suddenly more and more people around us were walking rather than running. I have to admit, watching an athletic guy with muscles that looked like sculpted by ancient Greeks in front of me and then passing him by (with my snail pace but still) – that gave me a kick of a century!

Short after that we crossed the 20k sign and intuitively speeded up just a little as one cannot look too slow down at the city centre. The finishing line was a dream, we crossed it hand in hand, laughing like crazy and utterly happy. We ran our first 1/2M and we did it together: for ourselves and also for April.

And for the statistics (not that time matters so much), the time was 2:14:45.

P.S. Even though this little bit is written all the way at the end, it is the most important part of this post: Thank you, V, for doing this with me. And thank you 12Honza, Shadow, Cheeta, Barborka and ALL other bloggers for your blogging which is a neverending source of inspiration for my humble running attempts.

Janathon Day 27

Friday is usually our resting day as the gym is closed in the evening but the faithful reader knows that rules are for fools in January. I went for what was supposed to be a gentle evening run only to return half an hour later with my new PB. For the first time since I was a student I managed to run 5+ km maintaining the speed above 9 km per hour. The snail is speeding up!
Does it matter that the dark streets were crowded and that is why I tried to run faster? Does it matter that my knee hurts and I am tired now? No, no, no. Despite all pain, I am a happy Janathoner tonight.

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