Back in 2006(!), I had A taking me around the Scottish Gas 10k, setting the pace, ignoring my whines, and bringing us to the finish in a decent 47 minutes and 20 seconds. Last year it was my turn to set the pace for a newbie. The goal was under an hour, but as a result of pandering to whines I brought us home four minutes later.
This year I was alone entering the Scottish Gas 10k and my goal was to finish in under 50-minutes. By the first kilometer marker I was 24-seconds slow and, while I put in some sub-5m kilometers, I never regained that time. I passed the 9km marker at 45:24 (back to 24-seconds too slow), but I was tired and that final climb up the path behind the Scottish Gas building needs time in the bank.
My timing of my time: 50 minutes 47 seconds. So close to the goal that I should be ashamed to fail by so little (glass half empty). Ack, gives me something to do next year (glass half full).
Knackered, of course.
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