When we woke up on Sunday morning it was pouring outside. It was truly one of those mornings when you could just snuggle back under the duvet with a good book and hot chocolate but thankfully the motivation and determination were there. I got up and started getting ready - not that there was much to get ready as this was just a fun run.
By the time we got to the start it was just a light drizzle, nothing to bad. At least our morning out would be cool. Hubby once again made a last minute decision to join me. His natural 'fitness' annoys me. LOL I have to work so blooming hard at it. We quickly registered and I was impressed with the amount of people who had turned out considering the weather.
We first headed over to the gym and placed the boys in Club V (the kids section of the gym). The boys had determined that it would be more fun there than being out in the rain...no sense of adventure...LOL
Just before 9am we headed to the start which was taking place just outside the shopping complex. I made sure we were somewhere in the middle of the bunch - considering we would be walking at the start I didn't want us ending up right at the back, right at the start. Needless to say the gun goes off and hubby is off like a rocket...'hey', I shout 'what happened to our POA (plan of action". The man reigns it in...
Even with our walking start we didn't end up right at the back and we even managed to catch up with those who had sprinted past us earlier. I had to giggle at one guy - he is like me and working on his fitness but his shirt stated that he was 'Joburg's Toughest Fireman', I even told hubby at one stage that we weren't doing too bad as we could keep up with 'Joburg's Toughest Fireman'. He just laughed at me. Silly man. There were times of course where I wanted to clobber him. Remember, poor me slogging at the Couch to 5km programme for 6 weeks and hubby = diddly squat training and making it look way too easy.
There was also the girl I dubbed 'Miss Short Pant' who didn't quite like us going past her, so on this downhill she comes sprinting past us only to come to a walking halt at the bottom of the hill where we eventually caught up and passed her again. We finished 10 minutes ahead of her. I kept telling hubby that I better keep my ass moving as no way was 'Miss Short Pant' passing us again. LOL
We finished the 5km in 45 minutes. I'll take it, as the last 5km I did took me over an hour if I recall.
I'm really falling in love with running. Sadly, my road bike is being a bit neglected - poor thing. But she knows I still love her - it's just logistics at the moment. I have entered both hubby and me into a road race in April. The Wilro Cycle Challenge - one of my favourites from last year. It is 41 km's and I've secure my BIL to babysit the boys. It is hubby's first official race - no borrowed numbers.