Boyne 10k 2017

I haven't run this race for the last two years, as I have been doing Spring marathons.
Also, it's the hardest 10k course I have ever run, the once I did do it.
The event never seems to be lucky with the weather, and this year was to be no exception.

It was a relatively low mileage week. Monday was rest day, Tuesday tempo.
Wednesday was a strange one. Some of the club members were going for an evening run, an easy pace on a hilly 5.6 mile loop. I was in two minds whether or not to join them, when I saw them running past my house. I laced up and tore after them, I caught them just after one mile (6:31).
The pace was as anticipated, very easy, and with a newer member along for the run, we had to stop at the top of the three hills to ensure we all made it to the finish together.
At the end of the 5.6 I didn't really feel like I had achieved all that much, so I did a second loop by myself, which made a nice workout at 11 miles.

Thursday I met up with David, a runner of significant ability from Clonliffe harriers. He promised he would take it easy, which didn't really happen. Two miles 'warmup' at 7:05, and then 2x2 miles. Planned pace an 'easy' 6:30. Mile 1 6:02, mile 2 6:08. Two minute recovery, mile 1 :6:08, mile 2, 6:01. Two easy miles home at 7:10. On the plus side, it was a good workout, and the theory is running with a runner of better ability will promote progression, but I think maybe the difference is too great, David never even broke a sweat!

Friday rest as was Saturday. This was probably a mistake, as the race didn't start until 3 pm Sunday, I really should have done an easy session on Friday.

The weather was forecast as windy and rain. It was windy, but the rain was not as heavy as expected, with just light rain. After a 10 minute warmup, I front filled to the start line with about 10 minutes to go. There were over 1600 runners registered, and in the end 1589 ran.
Looking around at the start, I was worried I was too far forward being in the third row, but I was beside some runners I knew who were of similar ability.
At the off, there was a bit of jostling, as the road narrowed during the first 500m. I had set the watch at 6:08. I figured I had run 6:05 in a training run, but this was a very hilly course, so I erred on the conservative side.
The first mile was straight into a climb, and although I was quite close to the front runners, the elite group soon broke away. The leading lady was also just ahead of me, a girl I recognise from a 5k race two years ago, who had beaten me soundly on that day.
5:52, 5:51, 6:02.
So the first three miles, although mostly uphill, were fast, too fast, and although I knew it, my brain was back in novice runner mode. 'Sure it will be grand, I feel good, I can keep this up'.
To be fair, it did feel quite comfortable. I was even holding back slightly on some of the flat and down sections of those miles, and my breathing was comfortable. Two runners passed me. I passed the leading lady, and she quickly passed me again. Shortly after, the second place lady passed me, and  soon after became the leading lady herself.
6:11.
I conciously pulled back on the fourth mile. There were some really nice flat sections here, and I knew I had gone out too fast, and while I was still feeling good, the hill was to come, and had a kept a 6 minute mile pace, I would fear for the result.
And so, the hill came. Well, I came to the hill I suppose!
I tried to even my breath, steady my stride, and began to push. I find on really steep hills, the important thing is not to let my head fall forward too much, as its a heavy weight, and will throw the centre of gravity off.
There has been a small group of four runners, including second lady, about 6 seconds ahead of me up to this point. As we climbed the hill, I passed them all. I then passed another two runners, so six passed in all. I could hear the efforts of others being redoubled as I passed, and I knew those hilly sessions were paying off.
As we approached the crest, there was one runner from Raheny shamrocks which I was catching, but as I came abeam him, he pushed on and I could not pass him, and would not for the rest of the race.
6:47.
I was now into negative territory on my virtual partner pace, but with a downhill section to go. I am not the greatest downhill runner, never quite being able to capitalise.
I lost one place on the downhill, but it was not any of the runners whom I passed on the hill, and ultimately, none of them would.
5:58.
No more hills, the downhill, but a flat action directly into the wind on this mile.
And just for good measure, a 200m hill to finish, around a corner to the line, 38:25, 19th place out of 1589, and 4th O40.

So not a PB, but happy with the result. Looking at some post race photos, my form did suffer badly on the last mile, however, it is still a work in progress.