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Run 136 – Aztec 5K

Date:  Wednesday 26th November 8:30pm

Distance: 5.00 km

Time: 22:11

Pace: 4:26 min/km

Description: Well, aren’t I a bit of a dumbass!

Guy from my running club, who also works in my building at work, (and who’s also doing the Hamburg Marathon) posted about sub20 PBs from yesterday’s Aztec Fast 5k. Two years I’ve been living 2mins away from Aztec West, lots of companies I know, but I’ve never been there.

I’ve had my rest day yesterday, but after a long day at work I’m exhausted. However, I have to make the most of my time. I have to be faster. And I have to make the most of the non-shit weather. Cool and misty, but not cold and raining! So I get in, force myself to change, and head out wearing a high-viz top. I need a nice flat, well lit, quiet place to train on winter evenings…so I go explore this Aztec West.

Wow! Dumbass! This place is PERFECT! One warm up lap around the loop on the inner footpath. It’s much better lit than a Little Stoke or Scotts Park at this time of night, it feels a lot safer (some fairly important businesses are based here with security), there’s almost no traffic this late, I never had to stop for a car when crossing junctions. And it’s got a strange tranquility about it. Only three laps round and I have a 5k in the bag, as opposed to 10 laps for Scotts. I can see myself coming here every other evening 🙂 I’m sure it won’t be too long before I’m sub21. Over the winter weeks I’m sure I’ll get that down to sub20. Maybe at Jan Fast 5k race?

As for the run, it started well, but tailed off. I guess I’m just too tired, missed lunch today. But I think what I need to focus on is breathing and cardio. My breath is still labored, so my heart rate is still obviously quite high. So even though it wasn’t my fastest time, off by a minute, I was still pushing pretty damn hard, it wasn’t a jog, and my heart and lungs were having a good workout. More of this, and they’ll get used to this and I can push harder for longer!

After the run I feel mentally good. Physically, I wanna throw up, curl up in a warm cocoon of cotton wool or paper shreds. Mentally, I’ve got my run in. My legs have been flexed, my heart and lungs have been worked out. I’ve found the perfect winter evening training ground, all I need to find is 30mins to fit it in. There’s nothing to stop me doing that every other day or more. It’s just up to me!

So why am I dragging my sorry ass out the door again right after I’ve finally made it in after work? Because I want two things: i) I want to run Olympus, I want to run Green Man, I want to see how far, how high I can run. And ii) I want to be faster. Recently I’ve seen a load of people I know achieving sub20 5ks. I believe I can do that. I damn well KNOW that I can, given enough effort and time. What I once thought was a weakness, is actually a strength. I’ve unlocked a fire and a drive that I never thought I posessed. These results fan the flames. I’m fucking well gonna be sub20. I’m DAMN fucking well not gonna be a #2 runner forever!


And once the adrenaline wore off…as a further bonus, I get back to an email with the Portsmouth Coastal Marathon entry list. Looks like there’s a decent Southville contingent going on the 21st December! And one of my best running buddies is due to defect to SRC in the New Year. Come on Green Army! Hopefully I’ll be seeing more Southvillers up this way in future!


Running (The Race To Nowehre)

Why are you running?

Are you running from something, or towards something?

Is it from the shadow you try to escape, or do you chase the light that eludes you? From inadequacy, or towards acceptance?

Do you fight to overcome the cramp of rejection and regret?

Do you push in the hope of recognition and reconciliation?

Are you further, or closer than you were?

What have you gained, and what have you lost?

Have you been blinkered? Did the sweat get in your eye?

Do you now run alone, when before, you walked and danced with friends?

Have you finally realised you’re alone on this road as the light is fading? Are you injured? Do you need a shoulder?

Can we wipe the slate clean? GFY.

The race is over, the marshals have f**ked off home. Time has elapsed. They no longer care. Did they ever? Entrants run at their own risk.

You’re just another number.

Where are my emergency contact details now?

How do I find my way back?

Have I come too far?

Am I lost? I have so many, many questions.

Or am I found?

Can I still keep running?

What if I take out my earphones and listen to the crowd. Embrace the support and run closer to the edge.

Reach out your hand and tell me what you’ve found:

  •     Obsession. Ability. Camaraderie. Competition.
  •    Loneliness. Solitude.
  •    Losses. Gains.
  •    Pain. Disappointment. Ecstasy.
  •    Fire. Drive.
  •    Something worth living for.

The Edge.

 Matt Larmour, 14th July 2014.

Run 112 – SRC Nightingale Nightmare Route

Date: Thursday 10th July 6:30pm

Distance: (2.16) +9.77 (+2.11) km

Time: (10:30) +48:58 (+10:57)

Pace: (4:53) +5:01 (+5:11) min/km

Description: The stats in parenthesis (brackets…yes I’m an engineer) address the run out and run back, while the middle data reflect the course route, which is just shy of 10k.

As an engineer, nerd, geek, OC, whatever, I love my data.  I love looking at it on the run from my Garmin 310X (The Forerunner 10  just wasn’t as accurate or have enough information gathering capabilities). Elapsed time, distance and average pace are not enough. Elevation, ascent gain, time of day, heart rate, lap pace (I can set my lap/split distance), sunset time (useful when hiking), favourite GPS locations (useful for finding that camping spot on Cribyn at 11pm),…etc are all great to know.  I can get back home, upload it to Garmin website and look at my splits, routes, pace vs distance etc.  I can see where I’ve been, see the points where I had great pace, and the places where I was bogged down.  I can even import it into excel, and overlay similar runs to see the differences.  I did this to understand the Ashton Court parkrun and see where I could make up time.  I felt like an F1 race engineer at times.  Sometimes I get to a stage in a run or a race and I don’t want to know at the time.  But I like having the data, as a sort of memento of each run.

And it leads in to the question of why I try to keep a log at all.  Why not just go out and run, and let it only exist in the present.  Well, every run I do I see as a small miracle.  That just like my first, I find it incredible that I’m dragging myself outside, breaking into a trot, a sweat and laboured breathing.  This isn’t a granted.  Two years ago I wouldn’t run for a bus.  So every run is precious to me.  EVRY single run makes me stronger, makes me a better person.  Every run is an adventure, a lesson.  Something to use for the future, lest we forget it!  So that’s why it’s very important to me to save it on GPS, and if possible write a bit about it!

As for the run, it was horrible.  Seemed to go on forever through Leigh Woods…and then we pop out on to the Towpath miles from home.  The last run along that path just went on and on with monotony!  But there’s always next time!