Australia is a big country. My newly-wed Brown-eyed daughter lives about as far away from Tasmania as you can get. It takes a one hour flight from Launceston Tasmania to Melbourne Victoria, then a four and a half hour flight to get to Perth Western Australia. On Friday morning I took the journey to come for a visit.
A bonus of going right now is that at home we’re having snow falls in places where it doesn’t usually snow. Snow falls on the higher peaks in Tasmania but not at 300m above sea level where the farm sits and definitely not at sea level itself where it did yesterday.
Pauly laced up and ran the Launceston Running Club’s 8km handicapped race in Westbury while snow fluttered all around. He came second!
Meanwhile in Western Australia I donned a singlet top and crop pants and ran Cottesloe parkrun. Is Cottesloe parkrun the only course that takes in a stretch of beach I wonder? This is a small parkrun; yesterday there were just under 50 participants. This was my third time running the event.
A cooler morning by Western Australian terms greeted runners but perfect for a Tasmanian coming from freezing icy temperatures. It was just right for running. I decided to go out hard and to make the most of the smooth running track before descending to the beach. The Run Director had warned that there were protruding rocks at the start of the beach section. Some were marked with cones. I took my pace down several notches and weaved in and out of the sandy coloured rocks. Then it was onto the soft sand. That was heavy going. Finally I got to the flag at 2.5km then it was time to retrace my running steps back to the start/finish line.
Jelly legs! The short but steep path back to the running track was tough. My legs felt like they’d gained weight. Keeping on running was taking maximum concentration. Finally back on the running track and I was huffing and puffing heavily. I chipped away and reeled in runner after runner. Nearly home and I ran past a lad of about 15. His faster friend who had already finished came running back. Take that place! He yelled. The slower friend started to sprint. So did I. Be damned if he was going to take my place, I thought. I went harder and harder but it was all too much and the young lad got past me right at the end. I did my best and I was happy with that. I enjoyed the challenge of attempting to keep up with a teenager.
parkrun is my weekly opportunity for a faster 5km. It’s race-like conditions without the all the anxiety and pressure that some races present. I had nothing to prove other than wanting a good heart-pounder of a 5km to help me on with marathon training.
Guess what? 3rd lady to cross the line and 1st in my age group. And an official Cottesloe parkrun PB.
Cottesloe is a very different parkrun with the beach stretch. The previous two times the beach has been made up of harder compacted sand without the rocky section. Saturday it was soft and shifting with every foot fall. I’m going to call this one my soft-sand PB. I wonder if Cottesloe is small because of the challenge of the sand? In all the course is just over 5kms too.
My 1km splits were:
And guess what happened today? The Lovely Louie PBed at Run Melbourne half marathon with an official time of 1:45:39. Go Louie!
All up a good weekend of running for Huey, Dewey and Louie even though we were running in three different states.
I loved my parkrun opportunity. Brown-eyed daughter drove me and waited and then we had breakfast while looking out over the beach and far out to sea. Just lovely.
Happy running 🙂