Race Report – Princes Park 5K
This post is dedicated to Carol Brooks (rest in peace), my friends mother who recently lost her battle with Cancer
To be honest I was feeling somewhat directionless with my running until I completed this race. The last week of c25K and these last 3 weeks of 30 minute runs within the framework of the ‘One Hour Runner Program’ felt kind of flat. For me there was a slight lull in enthusiasm after the high of finishing C25K.
All that changed for after completing my first 5K road race on Sunday. There were only about 100 runners or so, but all competing at different levels.
For the most part the vibe surrounding me was one of friendliness. I got there one hour early so did a 1 km warm up, ate my breakfast (a banana) and just walked about soaking up the atmosphere of the race.
20 minutes before the race start the organisers popped on some meditation type music. So I let everyone else continue talking and stretching, etc. Finding a patch of grass, I assumed to cross-legged position, closed my eyes and focussed my mind on the race (this also helped settle the nerves and stomach also).
I planted myself at about 4/5ths of the way back at the start of the race. I was already sweating as the weather was scorching for 8am. Melbourne is just starting to move into the hottest part of Summer now.
The gun fired and I had my first experience of walking towards the start line as the front-runners slowly moved out to the course proper, then I was running! Unbelievable, I must have passed about 20 people, I felt my pace was my own and was happy with it… After about 1 km, I noticed the people around me started to become neither much slower than, nor faster than myself, so I fell into a rhythm in a group for the next km or so. At about Km 3 my breathing had calmed down and I felt in a nice groove. I started keeping pace with another runner who was travelling at faster than my normal training pace and who had passed my clump of runners… ‘I’m going to be this guys shadow’ I thought to myself. I took off and matched him in stride and movement. Mirroring him and being drawn along by his pace. I was feeling good. I made it to the finished exhausted but happy with my best time ever of 27 minutes and 10 seconds. Well beyond my expectations. I guess my goal now is to break to 25 minute barrier.
Thoughts on Running
Running can fill you with mixed emotions. If you take away the physical and just look at the intellectual, spiritual and emotional side, it will always leave you with something extra to ponder.
We are always either moving towards or away from things in our life. Even staying still, by default, will cause us one of these two directions. Running gives me an a physical outlet to these comings and goings of my mind.
I can run from a hard day or emotional stress. I can run into my anger and sometimes through it. I can run towards a future-self, where such things as health, vitality and the will to achieve is commonplace.
The run, for me, is an exercise in symbolism as much as exertion. It is a means by which I both punish and reward myself. For in doing so, I give positive growth because before there may have just been stagnation.