TO run at Dewsbury, or not to run at Dewsbury that is the question I’ve been asking myself.
The Dewsbury 10k, the first weekend in February, is where I’ve started my road racing season for the past few years. I’ve taken part five times, got a few PBs there, and always enjoyed it, even last year when it was over-distance.
It’s a good race on a flat and fast out and back course and, providing the turnaround cone is in the right place, it’s got great PB potential.
When I entered a few months ago I thought Continue reading
THIS morning I took part in what should have been the Dewsbury 10k. Given its name I really expected to run a 10k, but it was more like 10.2k.
Someone, somewhere had messed up the course measurements. Instead of the 10k we’d been looking forward to and training hard for, all 1200 runners had to run at least 200m extra. This may not sound a lot but when you are pacing for a 10k and every second counts, it’s really unfair to be made to run over distance. We weren’t happy.
I suspected something was amiss when the turnaround cone was not in its usual place. I was forced to carry on running up the hill seeing parts of Dewsbury I’d never seen before.
My pace was 6.36 so I should have got a time of 40:55. I didn’t. With the extra distance, I crossed the line in 41:48. Boo to that!
My friend Sarah ran 6.24 pace so should have been under 40 minutes. She wasn’t.
My friend Fiona should have been sub 37. She wasn’t.
Do you get the idea? It was an absolute shambles.
It was so much Continue reading
IN all my years of running I’ve never had a training schedule. I’ve always made it up as I go: hills one night, speed the next, a bit of tempo here, a threshold there. I’ve tagged onto other people’s training, joined in with club runs, but never had a plan telling me what I should be doing and when.
For a long time, my slap dash approach has worked. This is mainly because my friend Fiona is an amazing runner, so I trained with her as often as I could. Whatever she did. I did. This was great. I improved so much I even started picking up a few prizes, something I never thought would be possible. When Fiona had a good run, so did I. When Fiona was ill or injured, my fitness suffered. This didn’t bother me too much. I just carried on enjoying it all, amazed to be dong so well. With Fiona’s help, I got my 10k PB down to 40 minutes and won all of this and more.
I was even hopeful of breaking 40 minutes for 10k. I didn’t have a plan as to when and how this would happen. I just believed it would. I was really relaxed about it. I’d just continue training with my friend and it would come, no problem.
But it hasn’t come. I Continue reading
The chart said NO! It was not possible to break 41 minutes at the Dewsbury 10km road race.
Based on my recent performances over 3,000m and 5,000m, the chart thought I was capable of running 41.15.
This would have been a three second PB, but it wasn’t what I was hoping for. Deep down, I’d wanted to break that 41 minute barrier.
I felt a bit disappointed. Perhaps the chart was wrong. Perhaps it had mixed up the numbers, added on a few seconds. But the chart doesn’t lie. It’s realistic. There’s a formula behind it.
‘Don’t worry,’ my friend Dave said. ‘You’ve not had the build up. Just enjoy it, see where you’re at.’
Dave talks sense. I’d not had the build up. I’d spent Christmas on the Prosecco, celebrating my engagement to Chris. Then there was the training group Christmas party, where I had a few Continue reading