Last Wednesday I did my very first ‘serious’ club race at Haigh Hall.
I’d looked up the results from previous years and come to the conclusion that even if I sprinted it I’d be last! However, with a bit of persuasion from Vanessa decided that nothing ventured, nothing gained, what the hell..I’ll have a go!
I was pretty nervous at the start but was brilliant being with A&T. Loads of new faces but everyone saying hello to me and introducing themselves and giving me loads of tips and advice. Before the race I was slightly concerned that the really good runners (from all clubs) might not be very welcoming to a beginner (and a not very fast one!) but I was totally overwhelmed by the number of runners who came over to say ‘good luck’ and ‘well done on having a go’. That gave me a great confidence boost that I had every right to be at the race and as long as I did my best and had a go I couldn’t go wrong.
Gathered at the start, I was very proud to be wearing my A&T tshirt, there seemed to be loads of blue and white there and was brilliant feeling part of a team. However, I was getting more and more nervous about the number of people who kept saying ‘ watch out for the hill at the start’ and ‘pace yourself for the hill’ and ‘don’t give up just cos of the first hill’...eek!! I was thinking ‘how scary can a hill be?’...ha ha...soon found out!!
The race started, we were off and within 1 minute I had lost sight of nearly single runner in front of me...oh no!! Everyone sprinted off up the hill, round the corner and within 2 minutes all I could see was the back of one woman way in front of me and an older man running behind me. I had to plod up that horrible hill for 1 mile totally on my own AND then it started raining! Have to admit at this point I did feel very despondent and a bit lonely and was thinking ‘why on earth have I entered this race?’ and ‘I am sooooo rubbish compared to everyone else’ but no way was I giving up so gave myself a pep talk and plodded on.
11 mins into the race I was nearing the Hall, I heard sprinting paces behind me and realised I was being lapped by the front runners. I was prepared for this, have been lapped lots of times in races before (but not usually by practically the entire field ha ha!) However, I enjoyed all the A&T runners passing me by cos every single person gave me an encouraging comment as they passed and that really spurred me on. Also, totally awe inspiring to see how fast ‘good’ runners run!
Apart from the first hill, which was truly horrible, I enjoyed the rest of the race, was a great course and felt confident that I wasn’t going to get lost.
At 3miles, the older runner behind me had caught up and overtaken me so I was now last. The best bit of the race was the last mile which was the horrible hill but the other way round. Downhill for a mile!! Yey! Never run downhill for such a long way before, it was brilliant. The other runner shouted back to me to ‘come with me’ and we ran together for half a mile with him spurring me on. Towards the end of the mile, I came round a corner to find about 5 A&T blokes waiting for me...and they all ran in with me, giving me constant support and encouragement and making me laugh. I loved it, felt like Madonna having a jog through Central Park with her bodyguards! (ok, bit of imagination there!)
I finished the race 3rd from the end (turned out there was another runner way behind me), got a massive cheer and hugs from everyone at A&T and was thrilled to bits with my PB of 39.45mins.
All in all, I absolutely LOVED doing the race, was fantastic being part of A&T and can’t tell you how much I appreciated everyone’s comments and support.
I know there are loads of lady members who are reluctant to enter races in case they get lapped, come last, really struggle...but now, having done it, I can honestly say, it was a fantastic experience and I can’t recommend it enough!
POST SCRIPT: I did the BUPA Manchester 10K today, 61mins and nowhere near last – yey!! I knew I wasn’t totally rubbish! :)