I was really looking forward to today’s Parkrun. I hadn’t been there for two weeks. What with Grandma’s Marathon and a week’s vacation with family. This was also going to be my first test of my new HOKA Carbon supershoes. So I was a little extra nervous. There was a lot riding on this run.
When we arrived nice and early, the event was being set up. The race director looked like he could do with a little help, so I offered my services. I wasn’t signed up to help, but parkrunners also get credit for the volunteering that they do. We all pitch in together to get the event going. I assembled the feather sign and worked on the start/finish area, and was really pleased with my work. Until…
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Start and finish, including the funnel |
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All my own work… |
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Proud sign assembler |
Oops. It’s tradition at the start here to list the number of the run in chalk on the trail. I think the official abbreviation for our run is CHL (CourtHouse Lake). I went on a totally different track and was trying to do Courthouse Lake Parkrun (CLP). But ended up with CPL - Courthouse Parkrun Lake… As I look at this now, I am reminded of a hilarious commercial for COMPAQ computers by John Cleese from the mid 1980’s.
They probably won’t have me back to do the start-line again after this.
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You only had one job Ian… |
There would be no new PB using these shoes today. It was too hot. It was in the 70’s at the start. When I set my PB for this course it was in the 50’s. I was under no illusions that these shoes could compensate for a 20 degree temperature differential.
Nine am arrived and we were given the order to start, and knowing that my training plan allows me to run flat out park runs, that’s what I did. I went off like a mad thing. The proper runners disappeared into the distance and I cruised along, not knowing when my marathon legs would kick in.
My Garmin chirped at the first mile, it read 7:13. That’s fast. Is that the HOKA effect? (I checked my parkrun records. This is my fastest parkrun first mile split. Period.)
I knew by the turn at 1.5 miles that I had gone off way too fast. I started to feel the heat and I think my marathon legs started to rebel a bit too. My splits of 8:08 and 8:24 weren’t unrespectable by themselves but I was flagging quite badly. I gutted the rest of the way out, being passed by a younger runner with better pace discipline than I about half a mile from the finish. 24:08 was a pretty good time.
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The tale of the tape |
Carbon plate shoes are definitely different. They feel different on your feet, they sound different on the road. I was definitely aware of being faster through a couple of corners out there. Some people swear by Carbon shoes, I’ve met people who say don’t believe the hype. But for me, this first result is very, promising.
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