My spiritual running home?

Now there’s a click-baity, attention getting title isn’t it. Which in the spirit of all such titles we’ll get to in a bit, after I’ve made you read a bit more rambly stuff as usual.

Last time I posted here was incredibly just a little over a month ago, a couple of weeks after processing what happened just after the start of the Guernsey Half. I look back on that day fondly now, but with a resolve to go back and finish the job properly. Maybe next year. But, my, that feels an incredibly long time ago now.

So what has been occurring since that last post. The following weekend after my last post I had an exploratory run around the outskirts of Reading / Norcot / Little Heath / Churchend. For some reason this involved running past a lot of pubs, and then along the platform of Reading West train station too.

We came back to Jersey for a little short of a couple of weeks last month which we enjoyed. We got the boat across so stayed the night before around the outskirts of Portsmouth and had an enjoyable run one morning around Port Solent. The harbour of which was gorgeous and I’d have probably enjoyed it more had one end not been gated off to mere riff-raff such as me.

Port Solent became what I think is my 30th place I have run, although having looked at the original list I think I’d missed more, particularly creeping into the towns around Reading. See above…

While in Jersey I enjoyed a lovely birthday including one of my better 10-pin bowling games – 174 as I recall. Might have to alter my theory that a beer is good for my game. Probably needs more research though!

The following day I thought I’d do parkrun. I went out reasonably hard but it didn’t feel massively comfortable or quick but I hung on to a time of 26:05 which was my fastest 5k for a little short of a year. I was delighted with that.

Having got back home to Reading around the end of July, we had decided there was a nice loop of parks around the town using bridges across the Thames as ends of a loop. 9 miles flew by in 94 minutes. Not quick but definitely fun.

After having had a few pretty good runs I was intrigued to visit Prospect parkrun. It was tough again and I probably went out too quickly but I was still pleased to get an event PB. At the moment I’m still not sure if the course is two minutes slower than Jersey parkrun or I’ve just not done it very well up until now.

Anyway, that brings us right up to Wednesday night’s Run Through Chase the Sun event. I went into it planning to do my best 10k possible, but was keeping a pretty open mind about my expectations. I did not have to decide between the 5k or 10k race beforehand so I chose to focus on the 10k but if i wasn’t feeling it then I might drop down a distance.

Conditions were pretty much perfect for me. A little damp from earlier rain but not at all hot or humid.

We have done this specific event twice before but also two other events around the Olympic Park too and pretty much all of those have gone well. I think I just love the idea of the Olympic venue and ultimately I have, along with my wife, run along the running track inside the stadium waving a Jersey flag. A special memory for sure. My spiritual running home? Despite having achieved precisely none of my PBs there. Yeah possibly.

But this one had a new course to those we have done before, as we were allowed to run right up to the edge of the Olympic Stadium (yes I know it’s not called that anymore and I don’t care). Close enough to read the words to “I’m forever blowing bubbles” on the stadium doors and across the paving slabs dedicated to fans and players outside the ground.

Not that I saw those until my wife showed me them the day after the run.

Anyway, the first 2.5km lap of the run went very well. Towards the end of that lap I caught up to someone wearing a Jersey Triathlon shirt which was worth a bit of conversation which was fun.

The second lap didn’t start well. Speed seemed to fall and Heart Rate seemed to rise, but I didn’t feel I was running slower. What actually happened was a GPS glitch but it definitely threw me a bit. During the lap you turn away from the stadium about 1k in so on lap 2 it meant about 3.5km in, and I felt I was still struggling a little but had some speed.

Over the next few minutes, I was contemplating strategy for the rest of the run. I saw my time at around 4k, which was around 20 minutes so decided I’d switch to the 5k event and just drive for the finish. And I really drove hard. The last half mile of this run was my 4th fastest ever. Funnily enough though I don’t remember overtaking anyone, at least apart from Jersey Triathlon Lady, but I just shut everything else out of my mind and ran hard.

The finish took a while to get to but when I got over it I came in at the finishing time of 24:35 – my fastest 5k since September 2017. I was stunned.

Looking back I ultimately made the decision to trade a sub-25 5k run over a sub-52 10k and if that was the choice – and of course as I won’t run that 10k we’ll never actually know – then I made the right choice. I loved it. I look back on Wednesday’s run so proud of what I did. Not my fastest ever for sure but still incredible. I managed to finish 3rd in my age group too – out of 11 – which was great.

And actually given I’m still looking forward to possible events later this year then actually it’s a really positive step towards something else.

Whatever that might be isn’t decided yet. Will be a great experience I’m sure though.