Yesterday was the 20th edition of the City of Lincoln 10K. Yesterday was also my first ever race and… it sucked.
Don’t get me wrong, the event in itself was fantastic: well-organised, loads of amazing runners, music and encouragements from the spectators, and a beautifully designed medal for all the finishers. But the run was certainly not my best…
Edward stayed with me the whole time – even though he could have run way faster – and we finished in 74 minutes, including a wee break around 6K. It is not so bad considering that we are both fighting a very bad cold…Yet, it felt much harder than it really was.
I think a few factors can explain this – the panic attack I almost had at the start line and the fact that we were just back from a little hiking trip, among others – but I think it’s mostly because we didn’t take it seriously enough. Between me moving here, Edward’s book project and looking for a place of our own, running and training hasn’t been our main priority.
We are more than determined to turn that around for the next race though! We already signed up for Nottingham 10K next month, I also plan to run the Race for Life in June and we are looking for a fun run to do later this year.
For now, I am just happy I finished this first race despite wanting to quit before it had even started. And let’s hope the next one will be better!