When first we stumbled upon this event, to be staged in the lovely town of Martinborough, we just knew it is a must do. We need to include long runs on weekends as training for the Rotorua marathon anyway, and what better way to do it than in events with lots if other runners. It’s much easier when you know you are not alone out there covering 20+km by yourself.
Isn’t it amazing how time flies when you’re having fun? In a blink of an eye, two weeks have come and gone. And I don’t even have much to show for it.
Race 6 of the Super 7s was again a time trial session for us and we both managed to improve our times over the 7km course. Gerry’s time was a fair bit better, but mine not so much – only five seconds. I managed a 40:45 while Gerry ran a worthy time of 32:30 – more than a minute and a half faster than his previous attempt. Well done my Dear!
Race 7 was more of a recovery run after the 21.1km event two days before, so we had a nice easy jog to finish in about 45 minutes.
The Manawatu Striders had a welcoming event for new members, and also to say thank-you to all the hard working bees that helped to stage the events every Tuesday for the past seven weeks. Lovely eats and drinks were provided and a few lucky draws of free entries to the Striders’ half marathon were handed out, and I’m stoked to be one of the lucky recipients! Thank you Striders.
With the series at an end, we’ve decided to find ourselves a flattish course of around 5 to 7km to use as a time trial every now and again (weekly maybe?) to gauge our progress.
Let me say upfront that I am no good at asking people for money. As much as I would run around any Bay, around New Zealand or around the World for that matter to support a good cause, I just can’t get myself to ask people for money. I assign this to the fact that for the first 40 years of my life I lived in a country where the vast majority of the population are in need, and begging is just part of the make-up of daily life. You end up being overcome with guilt, because you simply cannot help everybody everyday who are constantly begging you on every corner and every turn you take for money, or food, or clothes, or anything else that might help them survive to see another day. And you become a bit allergic to asking for money yourself. I am sure fundraising for sponsorships come with much less baggage in a first world country where most everyone lives above the poverty line, so maybe in years to come we will get more comfortable at it. Continue reading