Tag: training

I signed up for the Bellahouston Park 10K this evening, and I regretted it almost immediately.

It wasn’t my idea. Stephanie talked me into it0, though I won’t pretend the bespoke finisher’s medal didn’t help. I’ve never had a running medal before, and there’s something almost embarrassing about how effective that turned out to be as an incentive.

Her reasoning went something like this: I’m not going to run it in fifty minutes, or even an hour, so there’s no point going in with any real expectations. But that’s exactly what makes it useful. It’s a fixed point on the calendar, a number I can look back at in a year and measure everything else against. Not a race to win, just a race to have run.

I’m seven weeks into Couch to 5K. Last week I ran my fastest ever Linwood parkrun, 29:15, a proper PB and comfortably inside the 30-minute 5K target I set myself. That’s the good news. The less good news is that Bellahouston Park is a 10K, on the 22nd of August, and I’ve still got two weeks of Couch to 5K left to run. The race lands right as I finish the programme, not after it.

So the honest arithmetic looks like this: double a 29:15 5K and you get somewhere near 58 minutes for 10K, if pace held perfectly over double the distance, which it never does. Distance takes more out of you than a calculator thinks it will, and I’m still closer to the start of a training plan than the middle of one. An hour is not a sensible target for the 22nd of August. It might not even be a realistic one.

But that’s sort of the point, and it’s why I said yes even while I was regretting it. This whole year is built around one number: a sub-50-minute Paisley 10K, twelve months from now. I’ve written before about starting that plan from a standing stop, and about the parkrun that turned into an unplanned checkpoint along the way. Bellahouston is the first time the plan has been tested against the actual distance rather than a fraction of it. It’s not a rehearsal I chose for myself. It got handed to me, earlier than I’d have picked, at a stage of training where I have no business expecting a good time.

And that’s exactly why it’s a benchmark and not a race. A benchmark only tells you anything if the first reading is allowed to be a bit rough. If I waited until I felt ready to run a 10K, I’d never get a number down early enough for it to mean anything later. Stephanie’s version of that idea was blunter than mine, something like “you’ll be rubbish at it now, but that’s the whole point,” and she wasn’t wrong. The value isn’t in the time on the day. It’s in having a time at all, from this exact point in the plan, to set against whatever I run in the months after.

So on the 22nd of August I’ll turn up at Bellahouston Park having just finished Couch to 5K, and run further than I’ve ever run in one go, at whatever pace that turns out to mean. I expect it to be slow, and probably uncomfortable somewhere around the seven or eight kilometre mark where the programme hasn’t taken me yet. I’m not signing up to do well. I’m signing up so that next summer, on the actual Paisley start line, I’ve got something honest to compare it to.

I’m still not entirely sure I should have said yes. But I think Stephanie was right to talk me into it anyway.