Wednesday 13th May – The Basingstoke 10k in aid of St Michael’s Hospice.
Once of my favourite races of the year. A friendly 10k run in my old town of Basingstoke.
Usually this is the start of a list of races I will under take through the rest of the year but this year it will be the last timed run I will under take until The Great South Run in October.
With the dreaded Ultra looming in September, after Wednesday it will be hardcore training, trying to get the miles under my belt. The times of my runs wont matter any more just the time spent pounding the streets.
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There are times when a race goes a certain why and you can’t explain it.
Leading up to the Stubbington 10k I wasn’t feeling it. All training had hurt, which in itself is normal thanks to this curse that is Fibromyalgia but I wasn’t getting past the wall. When I train I never get past the pain but there comes a point when you feel like you turn a corner. It becomes looser. Your not stiff, you feel like you have fuel in the legs and you feel you have the ability to kick on as and when you need to.
But I hadn’t felt it.
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