Running A Hilly Race Seemed a Good Decision
One of my Favorite 10km Races
The University of Cape Town (UCT) Memorial 10km being on my list, pays tribute to members of the club who have passed away over the years including former Comrades winners. This event always seems to be scheduled on the weekend when I am on duty, and this makes it easier for me travelling wise as the venue is 10 minutes away from my workplace.
The late start time of the race made it possible for me to complete my duties at work, get a taxi to the event and have enough time prep myself before the start gun went off. Thank goodness for the warming cream I had with me to rub on my muscles and joints. I needed this, as there was quite a chill in the air, making my limbs feel a bit stiff. I could then feel my body warming up while we waited for the race to start.
Uneven Paths and Close Calls
The route was undulating from the very first kilometer. Running uphill on the road which took us pass the university and the rugby field, I heard a runner behind me trip over a cat’s-eye and hit the tar. My first thoughts were “ouch! that must be painful on such a cold morning” then on reaching the top of the incline, I stumbled as my left foot hit against the edge of the uneven paving. Instinctively I stretched out my arms to the sides, pulling my upper body back, thereby staying upright, I had prevented myself from falling flat on my face. The marshal called out “GOOD SAVE THERE LADY!” It was just way too early in the race to fall!
The route was easy going till about the 4KM mark, then the incline started again. Time to dig deep and press on up, and over the top of the incline. My feet and legs felt slightly tired by now, all I could do was chew on the energy bar to keep me going.
Kilometers number 6 to 8 was much easier as it was the flatter section of the route. I prepared my body for the next 2 kilometers as I knew this section of the route to be extremely undulating!
Battling Fatigue and Inclines
The final stretch of 500 meters took its' toll on my quads as the incline seemed never-ending. I breathed through the spasm I felt, ignoring the fact of wanting to stop. “Keep moving forward, the finish-line is in sight” I said to myself. I felt the grass underfoot and picked up my pace as best as I could, finishing in a time of 00:57:32s.
This was not my best time, and felt a bit disappointed, however the best part was knowing I had been able to press on when I felt I wanted to stop and that was an achievement for me, as I also acknowledged the fact that my body never had enough rest the previous night.
Reflections and Resilience
Would I participate in an event with such a tough route again, knowing I’ve not had enough rest? The answer is and always will be “YES” Sounds a bit crazy but then that’s just how I am when it comes to the sport I love. I will always go out, believing I can achieve the goal I set for myself.