There are a lot of reasons I'm blogging about this, but the main being -
- It's my last day in Spain today.
- This was my last run in Estepa.
- This is my first 5k.*
*As you can see, it says 4.91km. That 0.09km will haunt me for the rest of my life... Or maybe just this week.
My Nike+ band is in miles, I reached 3.06m, stopped the band and thought, "I've done it!" only to walk (possibly another mile uphill) to my flat and realise it was 4.91 ... .91! WHY!?
I was pretty gutted but with my walk included, I know its not technically a 5k, but to me it is.
Anyway, another thing - check the time. 7am. 7am on a Saturday I was up & getting ready for this. I knew in advance I wouldn't have any time tonight to go for a run & I really wanted to squeeze a run in before I leave tomorrow. Knowing Andalusian weather, without melting on my run, I knew it had to be early. So I put two & two together and got, 7am...
The run started off good, running 4 minutes, walking 1. 15 minutes in and I was struggling slightly, but before I had time to think I realised that I had run the entire length of this village.
|old photo. but that bench, right there.|
Either way, it was a beautiful morning. The Avenida was quiet, no old people were sat staring, only birds & the sun coming up... I will definitely be doing a lot more morning running.
Overall, I am really pretty happy with myself...
5k or 4.91 - regardless, it is still the furthest I have run to date. It's half my 10k and I'm finally finding my rhythm in running.
:) big smiles & besos all round.
Heres to more (actual) 5k's and whole load more sweat.