Before Two Oceans Half Marathon…
So Cape Town is lovely , this comes as no surprise really because I’ve been plenty told. This City is as wide open as the Two Oceans that hold it in its grandeur.
The first person I spoke to in Cape Town, a sweet young thing, said have a nice day afterwards. “Have a nice day”? …really? That’s been the tone of my stay here ever since.
It’s hours before my Two Oceans Half and I’m tired from delighting on every and any site that Cape Town has to offer. Right now my focus is to log off, drink my med-lemon and curl up with a good book till sleep takes over. At 4am tomorrow, I’ll be putting on my running shorts (yeah, no skirt) and heading down Main Road for yet another first – my Two Oceans Half Marathon.
People have asked me what my goal Personal Best (PB) is. My PB is to unleash this well trained body of mine and have myself a great running experience. I know I should be aiming for time but time is only a portion of my focus. I’m just all feely like that. Still I will do my best (of cos), relax and open up to a City that has done just that for this stranger from Durban (now living in JHB)
I look forward to that proud and humbled (all at the same time) feeling this time tomorrow
After Two Oceans Half-Marathon…
The run kicked my behind! The wind blew us back for a good hour, making every stride forward a rebellious act. I could hardly breath. When the wind finally gave up 10km into the race, the slopes took over. The last 10km’s were hills after hills, infact it felt like each hill was passing you to the next. And that wasn’t the problem, the hills are good for any hard working runner, it’s the slopes that gave my knee it’s first taste of injury since I started running a thousand years ago. I have not known such pain. At the worsts of the downhills I was dearly surprised to find a medical team right there and then. The lovely bunch patched me up and sent me on my painful way. It occurred to me while stopping and starting that the pain was relentless no matter what I did so the only thing that made sense was to run as fast and as well as I could. So I ran.
That,for me, was what made my first Two Oceans Half a magnificent experience. The fact I could push through against those odd and get my painful leg past the finish line at 02:22 min, well that’s Spirit.
Those people up from goodness-knows-when just to support us with drums and dress-up – that’s Spirit
The water points that felt more like a party than just mere rest – that’s Spirit
Doing something I have always wanted to do and worked so hard to get to – that’s Spirit
It’s easy to have a great run when you’re feeling strong and the weather is right
It’s amazing to do your best when you have seemingly good reasons to quit
I run for the highs, yes but mostly I run to see what I am capable of and in Cape Town I was amazing.
My legs are up and my knees as recovering well. I look forward to the dancing with the wind..yet again.