Sunday morning, 7.30am and 65,000 of your closest friends....hmmm, well not quite?
But for a change this was not the end of my night, but the beginning of my day :)
Sunny and hot, claustophobic in the crowds, heartbreak hill (which for the 3rd time doing this run nearly killed me), 14km's (and what a beautiful 14km route it is), 110minutes later and the beautiful Bondi beach to greet me.
Sore feet, thigh's and bum, but worth it all the same. The fact I ran 10km's out of the 14 impressed me somewhat, as I am far from being a runner and didn't exactly train for the big event! Sense of accomplishment, sense of relief it was over. Definitely torn between the two emotions as I crossed that finish line.
Today I was feeling quite smug and all fit and proud of myself as my body seemed to recover rather well all considering. However as the hours pass tonight, I may have to kick myself for being so bloody cocky as I think the day after the day pain is really starting to kick in now???
Still, I might just take up running as my new fitness regime for the time being? It's quite theraputic once you get into your zone. And you never know...if I keep it up, I may just break that 100min mark next year!
