Firstly allow me to start off by apologising for my lack of posts in recent weeks. This particular time of year has been a little bit hectic for me as I am currently in the middle of moving house as well as signing contracts on my own brand new office.
Anyhow I will talk more about this in my next post as today I wanted to talk about the Bupa 10K Charity Run I completed last Monday as well as to say a massive thank you to all of you that sponsored me.
Now even though my 4 month training plan did not go quite as I had planned, (it actually turned into more of a 3 week training plan), I stil managed to complete the run in a very respctful 58 Minutes 01 second.

The reason my training did not go quite as planned was due to several key factors:
1. Life and work unfortunatly got in the way
2. I had several injuries to contend with during training such as a brusied ankle, shin splints and pulled calf.
3. I simply ran out of time.
However I arrived in London in good spirits knowing that I had at least trained pretty hard in the last few weeks building up to the event, I avoided alcholol and eat a resonably healthy diet so I felt pretty good and with the sun shining and the atmosphere buzzing I knew I was ready.
As this was my first charity run I decided to pretty much do what everyone else was doing so I partook in a few obligatory warm-up stretches before the race then got into position for the start.
I was actually in wave three of nine that set off at 4 minute intervals so as not to congest the roads all at once and as the countdown began I felt my heart beat a little faster and thought to myself: ”this is it, hopefully in 75minutes time this will all be over and I would have done it” (75 minutes was actually my target and predicted time so needles to say I was delighted with the actual time achieved).
The first Kilometer seemed to fly by which was good news to me as when I was in training on the treadmill the first KM always seemed to take forever. Perhaps it was the wonderful views and sights such as the backdrop of Buckingham Palace when we set off and Tower Bridge as well as the hundreds of people on the roadsides cheering us on that made it go even quicker than I imagined.
Anyway 3KM in and so far so good and luckily I could see the water tent up infront as I was now feeling rather de-hydrated already especially as it was quite a hot day. So as I passed I grabbed a bottle from a Bupa volunteer , drank about 3 sips and poured the rest over my head. It was the much needed cool-down I was looking for and gave me an extra step in my stride as I ploughed on to the 4KM mark down Cannon Street with the echo of drums being played under the arch ways as I ran past.
I was very much relieved to be now approaching the halfway mark at 5KM when I would get my split time to see how well I would be doing and then I saw it : 27mins 46 seconds. I actually couldn’t believe I was that quick as I was expecting to see a time of around 35 minutes. This gave me the extra motivation I needed to push on and record a really good time so I upped the pace and was now weaving in and out of other runners passing them at will when suddenly…something didn’t feel right, much like when you feel your car slowing and you start to check the petrol tank light.
I was slowing rather significantly and the people who I had just surged passed were starting to over-take me again, as I saw the 6KM point approaching I felt my thighs and legs suddenly turn to lead as I came to a rather sudden stop. It was my first stoppage in the race and as I began to walk for a few steps and regain my breath I realised I had pushed on too quick too soon and should have kept my steady pace going for a big push at the end.
I also realised I still had 4 kilometres to go so I knew I had to pick myself up and crack on.. and then I heard some clapping and cheering from the roadside and this encouraged me to lift my lead-feeling thighs and start jogging again, ”that’s it Steve, it’s just one foot in front of the other, keep going and it will soon be over”, I told myself as I strode into a gentle jog and then back to my steady running pace. I was starting to feel okay again, I had gotten my breath back and although my legs were now feeling incredibly tired I just kept pushing forward, taking in the great sights on route that London had to offer.
As I saw St. Paul’s Cathedral coming up I knew we were approaching the 7KM mark and told myself ”7 down 3 to go..almost there”. It’s amazing how you can motivate yourself by creating small targets along the way and this was really helping me now.
However each Kilometer was now seeming to last longer and longer as the run progressed and I now started to pass many jaded walkers who it seemed the race had defeated a little early and they had decided to walk the rest of the way.
Up in front though was the 8KM mark as we passed Nelsons Column and I knew then with just 2KM to go I could up my pace just a little and still try and record a fairly decent time.
There were was some much needed shower sprays on the horizon that we all ran through slowly to get as cold and wet as possible as we were all now at boiling point running in this Bank Holiday Monday heat.
As I emerged from the shower spray I felt refreshed and reinvigorated and this helped me up my speed once again as I started passing more joggers along the way without turning it into a full on sprint this time.
9KM and I see the happy faces of my charity organisation (The British Heart Foundation) on the roadside with their big red heart inflatable cheering us on, I throw them a thankful wave and push on to spot my wife leaping out in the road to take a picture. Bless her! She tried taking the underground around the course to get some pictures of me and finally caught up with me at the 9KM mark to take a few snaps that I slowed down for. Thank you darling, you were there with me every step of the way!
Last KM now and I feel so relieved to be so close to the end and not suffer any of the injuries that I had in training as I took a hard left into Trafalgar Square I realise I am so close now as I see the 400 meter mark and begin to put in my big finish and up the pace.
I can just about see the clock and begin to realise I could come in, in under an hour so I give it all I have and really sprint now and cross the line to cheers from the hundreds that are spectating and cheering us all in. I come to a sudden stop, and catch my breath to realise I actually did do it in under an hour. I walk towards the stewards who provide a much needed bottle of lucozade, a goody bag with a winners t-shirt and a winners medal that I proudly place around my neck.
The feeling of finishing a race like this where you are cheered on from start to finish and all the time knowing you are doing it for a good cause is quite unbelievable and I must admit I felt incredibly proud to be involved in such an event.
Will it be doing it next year?
Perhaps, but this time I will put in a lot more training and try to beat my time of 58 mins 01 second that I recorded this year. Thanks for reading this longer than average post and a MASSIVE thanks to all of you that sponsored me.
With your help we actually ended up raising several hundred pounds in online and offline donations for the British Heart Foundation and for this I am extremely grateful.
Steve.
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