Friday morning my boyfriend went to work but soon got back home again as it was raining and they didn't really have any work. I did the laundry, unpacked the rest of my stuff, went food shopping, had lunch, did my stretches and watched some tv.
On Saturday morning me and my boyfriend went jogging for 40min at Hagley Park. I only wanted to do an easy run as I had a running race the next day.
In the afternoon we went to the mall because I needed a few things. And because the sun was shining we decided to go for a walk at the beach as well afterwards. In the evening my friend came over to watch a movie and sleep at my place, but of course I couldn't sleep again and ended up sleeping for only 2 hours that night.
Sunday morning I got up at 6:30 and got ready for my race. I bused to Hagley Park, got my number and got ready. I did a quick warm-up as I was a bit late and went to the start line. I actually felt pretty good and not tired at all as I was a bit nervous. At the start I didn't go with the fastest girls but ran my own pace. I didn't want to make the mistake of starting out too fast and then running on empty. I saw a group of three girls about 400m in front of me but couldn't really close the gap as they were going as fast as I was. On the first lap (we had to do three laps of 3,3 km) I passed a couple of girls who went out too fast and felt pretty good. The lap didn't feel long either and on the second one I sped up a little bit. If I would have kept going the pace I was going, I would have finished in just 50 minutes. The gap between me and the tree girls got a bit smaller, but I still wasn't able to close it. I was pretty out of breath and wondering, if I'd be able to keep up the pace for another 1,5 laps. On the third lap, about 1 km before the finish, I saw that one of the girls got dropped. I sped up even more and with 400m to go, I was pretty close. I was breathing hard and thinking that I'm gonna pass out, it was really hard. For a second I thought that I won't be able to pass her anyway, but I kept trying. With 200m to go there was a guy watching the race and shouting: "Come on, you can get her". And I thought "Nah, I can't", but then "Oh well, I just try, that's what I always train for" :) so I started sprinting, was behind her, next to her, in front of her and ran to the finish line as fast as I could. Somehow the finish line seemed to move further away and I was like, oh my god, she's gonna pass me again, but when I looked back she wasn't right behind me anymore. I even almost passed the two girls in front of me so I was really, really happy with my finish once again. I was even happier when I saw my time 47:57 (new PB :)). Later I found out that I got fourth and was a bit disappointed as I was so close to third place. But well, you can't have everything and considering that this was only my third 10km race I was pretty pleased with myself. After the race I caught the bus home again, had some lunch and was lying in the sun. Suddenly, the tiredness kicked in and I went to bed for a nap. I felt pretty bad and had a huge headache, so after an hour I got up again, had some pain killer, did the laundry and hopped on the wind trainer for an easy 1,5 hours ride. I was still so tired that I went to bed at 9pm already.
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