Drove out with Dad after a day of trying to corral the kids, grab some rest, watch some cricket and eat for an evening race. How do you eat for an evening race? I settled on a bacon & egg roll for breakfast, 2 chicken sandwiches for lunch, various bananas and 3 piccolo lattes. Figured that as it was hot and humid, piccolos were the way forward.
Arrived at Homebush with Dad with the rain starting to fall and it still at 26C. At least the wind had dropped but I wasn't expecting fast times with the warmth and humidity. Did a warm up with Macca and Barts, then a few strides and was feeling pretty good. I was running in my Mizuno Wave Rider 17's but without orthotics - which reduces the weight a lot. However, the track was wet and they soak up the water so was regretting not just risking the spikes. But hey ho, don't think shoes make that much of a difference.
Knew quite a few of the field and figured Barts would be leading it with Kyle McDonald, myself, Lewis and a few other youngsters in tow. But I was wrong. The gun went and everyone went screaming off. I settled into mid-pack after a 35s first 200m then had to navigate my way around in lane 2. By 1km (3:00) I was in a pack of about 6 including Kyle and Barts, with 2 random chaps another 30m in front. But I figured they'd come back. Our pack was working well together banging out 72s laps and I knew it wouldn't be won by a random bloke in sub 15:00. 2km in 6:02 and they're coming back to us. I was about 4th in our pack, feeling pretty good for once. Normally in a 5000m my brain is scrambled and I'm just holding on, but I was aware of each km and thinking I need to work the 3rd and 4th. Through 3000m in 9:09 and I figure we're on for a pretty good time as the pack is still working together. Somewhere between 3km and 4km we swallow the 2 in front so the race is now on.
At some stage before 4km the 3 lads in front gap me, Barts and another chap so I go past them to bridge the gap. Then figure I might as well go to the front just to say I gave it a go. Also, I want a good time so want to keep the pace honest. I'm then overtaken, and from here things are a bit hazy, but I think I took the lead again at 600m before being overtaken before the bell. Kyle, a chap called David Spence and another called Brady Goodyear are ahead and Barts goes after them in chase. My legs are gone so I'm just trying to hold form as well as possible. Brady falls off the front 2 at 200m to go, Barts takes him and I've now got someone to chase. Then I hear the track announcer call out; "So it looks as though it's come down to a two horse race" and all I can think is 'I wouldn't count Barts out yet mate, that's really going to piss him off'. Sure enough, Barts admits after the race that announcement really pissed him off. So I was dead chuffed to see the big fella chase down the young blokes in the final 100m to win by 4/100ths of a second. He even gave it a fist pump, so it's not just me who is subjected to it.
I managed to catch Brady and dip under 15:20. Was stoked with the time. But more so the race - it was great just to be in a race with a pack like that. Not sure how Barts managed to put 7s into me on the final lap. But the fact is he ran 6:03 for the final 2km to my 6:10, so it's not as if I finished particularly badly - he just finished brilliantly.
I think Lewis will be a bit disappointed with his 16:18 (given he went through the first 5km last week in 16:30) and Macca was with his 16:48 but they'll both be better for it in bigger races to come. I admire anyone who runs track.
Was great to see a load of people out there - Tiger, Hamish Mac who I did a long warm down with, Benny St doing pacing duties for the Community 5km, Kenny and Renee and old rival and former great James Harrison with Robin Whiteley giving a few shouts out. A great night.
Photo courtesy of Macca - me and Barts with our respective Dads, who frankly should be looking more impressed with us than they were.