Swandives

It’s official - I ran the entire 14 km of the City2Surf. No blisters, no stopping. And I was even running pretty fast at the end. I’m pretty proud of myself, even if the time I post will no doubt be worse than last year, when I had to walk for a bit. I started further back in the pack than last year and it must have taken me all of six minutes to reach the starting line and that’s when the fun really began. Spent the first three kilometres dodging people. I think overall I must have run an extra 2 km?

Apart from that, this time it all came together. Actually, I now have a fuller understanding of what a bad way I was actually in last year - there were swathes of the run I don’t even remember. This time I had the chance to have a look around and take it all in and even though it was a lot hotter and I had more trouble with the crowds, I had lots more fun.

My fave part (apart from the finish obviously) is still the metal band on the top of the pub at Rose Bay. The three hot blokes in bright pink budgie smugglers were also a highlight. The dude in the Borat outfit no so much. And I didn’t see any gorillas (although I’m sure there must have been at least one).

Pulled up ok too, except for some minor issues with my knee. It’s sore. I’ve never had problems with my knees before and I’m a bit worried. I don’t want to be one of these people who can’t walk at 80 because they spent their youth running to get fit; it kinda defeats the point. And no jokes about what constitutes ‘youth’ here. Tis my blog, I get to define the parametres.

Ack! At least there’s only six weeks to go before the end of the running season.