I'm a little disappointed, but under 4 hours is always my 3rd goal, so 1 and 3 isn't bad. (1 is finishing, 2 is the target time). It was surprisingly hilly, as you can see from the elevation profile. Curiously though it wasn't the big hill in the 1st half, it was all the small undulations in the second half. Well, nothing in the 2nd half is easy. Also, you can see from the GPS that I ran an extra .275 km - and GPS usually understates the distance - so I need to concentrate harder on running straight lines through the curves.
Another very well organised run. It starts in the middle of nowhere (sorry, residents of Prestons) and uses the bike tracks along the M7. Much of the time you're running through remnant bushland, admittedly with a freeway in view, but it's not the least pleasant run I've done. It's nicer than both Canberra and Sydney; better managed as well. We finished at the Blacktown International Sports Centre, which is kind of a good venue, although the track has seen better days. Poor suburbs don't get money for that kind of facility upgrade. Apart from the athletics oval, there's baseball, football, soccer grounds, a pretty large complex. I hadn't realised - since I normally only drive through it - how much development is still to take place out there. There will (certainly) be another half-a-million people over the next period of time. Assuming the economy is still functioning.
Anyway, the weather was also perfect. Cold, admittedly at 7am, but after a kilometre it's only your hands that feel it and after 5 they don't feel it either. By the time I got to the finish it was a sunny winter's day, probably around 18. I didn't see anyone I knew, but after the race someone came up and thanked me for my advice (I told him as I passed him at 29km that it doesn't get any worse after 31km. It was his first marathon, and that's how I felt at Canberra, which was mine). I guess I must be improving, because I didn't feel any worse until after 39km. Man, that final 3km was really, really hard. There's an uphill bit at 40-41 that was murder, and other than relief I didn't enjoy the concomitant final 1.2km downhill at all. Although, I did pass someone I hadn't seen since the 500 meter mark when he strolled past taking one smooth stride to my two stumpy ones. I wanted to sprint the final 300 metres around the track (I train for those fast finishes), but want was not will. I think I maintained a 100% steady shuffle.
Hats off to Liz who provided valuable cheering at many viewing points on the way. A capering supporter is the best kind!
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| Look - running, not shuffling at 41km |
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| I didn't know I was knock-kneed |
Thursday today and I took my classes (AM and PM) on the Spit Bridge to Manly walk, so that was a gentle workout on a glorious day for one of may favourite walks.




