Run: BKK Mobil Oil Run Fun Day (03.06.2018)

I woke up after a 6 days week due to some additional education, and felt anything but not up for it or fit. Yesterday I still had stomach pains, they were luckily gone but I was tired and exhausted and to be honest – I had hoped that it was raining so I could just wake up and ditch the run. But no, it was just grey, no rain. Nothing. Damn!

So I packed up my few things, got dressed in my running outfit and started my 1h fun time aka time on public transport to get to the start. I as tired, and also the engery booster I took didn´t help much. I didn´t feel it. Not the tiniest thing – but damn, I had paid for it and maybe it was gonna be fun in the end!

At least I was there early enough to not need to rush – no queue for picking up my starting number and no queue for getting rid off my bag after I had warmed up and zoomed out a bit with my music. I saw a couple of known faces but…couldn´t bother to be social, I did my thing – stretching, warm up exercises, a bit of running to get going. Worked well, I felt at least warm – until the start was postponed and I started to get more and more cold again. Annoying.

I was happy when it started, and annoyed that they chose a route where it was on the first kilometre pretty much impossible to run the own pace, simply because the path was too narrow. And during kilometre 2 I started having pain in my left ankle, had to stop, had to re-stretch and slow down. It didn´t feel good, every step was like a struggle – and it didn´t get any better anymore, every kilometre was a pain in my legs.

Plus, the route was not too nice – a lot running on the street or next to it with cars passing by – hello asthmatic problems, hello lung, I am sorry I am doing this to you. Instead of using the beautiful possible paths, we ran a route that was not nice at all and didn´t feel like fun at all. The last 2 kilometres I spent with another random runner, and pushed him on the ast metres to keep going – because stopping is no option, no matter how shitty it is going.

So the round in the Jahnkampfbahn I tried to mobilize my last bits of energy, and to push through at least and it hurt and hurt and hurt but…felt good. And then it was done. With a pace of 6:30min/km – slower than on the 15km race, and that really made me upset. The whole fact about it having felt like torture and like a massive thing to get done made me frustrated. I got something to drink and to eat and then hopped onto the bus to get home.

In the end all that counted was that I pushed through and finished it – nothing more and nothing less.

Conclusion?

Nice medal, nice event as such because it felt rather well organized but the path we were running was not one of my taste.

Yes, I could have checked the route before signing up but with a nice park just around the corner around there I kinda expected that we´d be making use of this all. But nope.

So I am not really sure if I will be part of this next year again or will rather run another race.

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