Jun 11, 2015
I was hoping to get near to 18 minutes for my 5 km time trial today. So you can imagine how pleased I was when I stopped the clock at 17:43 (3:35, 3:36, 3:33, 3:35, 3:24). That’s an average of under 3:33 per km, and a 33 second improvement on the 18:16 I ran three weeks ago. It equates to a 3% improvement in just three weeks.
Once again, however, I could feel the fatigue in my legs more than the pain in my lungs. That’s a good sign, as a bit of rest means I could go even faster. It’s also my fastest 5 km in 18 years, although I haven’t really run many in the interim. And the final 3 km was run in 10:32. That’s faster than all but one straight out 3 km I’ve run in the past five years – and that was the 10:26 I ran last week. All in all, it augurs well for the possibility of me ‘beating my age’ in the City to Surf. It’s by no means a certainty, but it does give me some hope.
The photo from the world run today is a long view to the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. I had already run by the bridge and out to the southern headland on the ocean when I took this photo, having just commenced the North American leg of the run. It seems like a long time ago now.
On This Day
Jun 11, 2012
Distance today = 51.09 km; Total distance = 7627.20 km; Location = Hawley, Minnesota (11 km west of) – 46 52.560′ N, 96 27.461′ W; Start time = 0831, Finish time = 1612
When you have to run in serious gale force winds, it’s always preferable to have them at your back. Luckily for me, that was the case this afternoon. The weather report indicated the wind speed regularly exceeded 80 km/h. It pushed me along noticeably faster than normal. It would have been fantastic to have been cycling with it. Even a weak cyclist could have coasted at 50 km/h.
Last night I had been feeling decidedly out of sorts. I thought I may have been getting something. But it was nothing a good night’s sleep couldn’t fix. I continued to pick up throughout the day, and felt great by the end.
Around lunch time I crossed a small river in the large town of Fargo. The river is the border between North Dakota and Minnesota. There was a toll booth on the little bridge, charging motorists 75 cents to cross. Apparently it’s a privately owned bridge, and the toll must be an historic artefact, going back to the day when private citizens could build bridges and charge people to cross. I got across for free in the pedestrian lane. The support vehicle had to pay later when it made the crossing.
That means I’m now in my tenth US state of this run. And there are at least ten to come.
Jun 11, 2013
Distance today = 47.76 km; Total distance = 21,351.23 km; Location = Wooroloo, WA – 31 48.439’ S, 116 21.498′ E; Start time = 0749, Finish time = 1542
I had a very enjoyable run today, through hilly forests dotted with holiday houses, and the smell of eucalypt log fires never far away – the classic aroma of winter in the Australian bush.
It was also my earliest start for more than a year. This was despite a great evening at Warren and Judy’s, with many a fine red wine being consumed. Thanks again, guys, for your fantastic hospitality.
The day was very hilly day, as I made my way up the escarpment, east of Perth. Late in the morning, I looked back at my final view of Perth and the Indian Ocean. I will see the Southern Ocean in about a month, and then the Pacific Ocean, just days before I finish the run.
I am enjoying having meat pies back on the menu. They’ve been my lunch for the past two days. It’s been more than a year since I’ve been able to buy them on the run.
All in all, it was probably my best “second day” after a break, with almost no residual soreness from yesterday. I hope the trend continues.
PS Google Maps led me up a wrong road. I had run 170 metres before I realised there was a problem. I’ve deducted the 340 metres from the Garmin data.