RunningLau: Race report CPC Run The Hague 2018 + Win hotel stay 3 days 2 persons!

RunningLau: Race report CPC Run The Hague 2018 + Win hotel stay 3 days 2 persons!

*English translation from Raceverslag CPC…*


What a rollercoaster of a weekend. Less than two weeks ago I did not know at all that I would be in the Netherlands, imagine that I would participate in the CPC Run of The Hague. Luck was on my side when I was contacted by Iris of Puma and not much later by Richard of the The Hague Teleport Hotel, both with the question if it seemed nice to be present at one of the two events. I did not have to think twice about that. Whether a tough kickboxing training from Puma followed by a 10 kilometer race is the smartest combination, you can read in today’s competition report. Let’s go!

RunningLau is no longer here

Maybe you are a loyal reader and you know me like no other, but for those who do not know me yet, it might be fun to briefly summarize my running history. I have been running since 2012 and came on my running peak in 2014, when I ran the 10 kilometres in 48 minutes and 12 seconds during the CPC Run The Hague 2014. At least in terms of speed, because two years later I ran my first marathon and even last November the New York City marathon. In 2016 injuries threw the spanner in the works and continued to hurt for a year or so until November 2017. The marathon training in combination with my rotten knee and dribbling shins made me run slower than ever and there was no progress in ruuning speed for 2.5 years. What do I say, my earlier record during the match in 2014 felt like it was ran by someone else. I was no longer the RunningLau from that time. Would she ever return?

The match

With wobbly toes I jog as one of the last to the starting line, where I wring myself through the crowd like a snake so that I can start in front. In one way or another, I start in Wave 3 today, the last group, and I’m not happy about that. How should I ever run my scheduled time of 49 minutes and 59 seconds? I feel nauseous and realize that a mix of fried egg, sprinkles and cheese might be too much on the Sunday morning. Or will it have been that spinach-cucumber juice? Ah, you have to benefit hotel breakfasts, so that’s what I did. After less than a minute of waiting, the starting signal sounded and I began, slightly irritated, to catch up with my fellow runners. “That starts nice …” I thought. “Nauseous, muscle pain and a slow start!”.

Kilometre 1

In some way my Garmin does not synchronize properly with the application and does not displays the distance in kilometres, but the speed in miles. How the hell am I supposed to know if I am below 5:00 min / kilometre? In the distance I see kilometre one. As soon as I pass the sign, I quickly look at my watch, which shows 5 minutes and 8 seconds. Step on it, Lau.

Kilometres 2 to 3

Every kilometre sign I look on my watch to ensure that I am just under the nasty 5 minutes per kilometre. To my surprise, I see that my average per kilometre is not only below 5 minutes, but also speeds up a few seconds each time. “Laura for President!” I think cheerfully as I try to suppress my nagging stomach.

Kilometre 5

At kilometre 5 it starts to get a bit difficult. I have not maintained such a smooth pace in years and my stomach is now having a lot of conversations with me. I suddenly think back to the time that I always whined about my stomach while running. I was always sick during a race and suddenly a few years ago I was over it. Now I understand: It has everything to do with effort. In recent years I have mainly increased my distances while running at a reasonably comfortable pace. Now that I am running faster again, I immediately notice that my stomach is the real weakness here. In the hope of blessing I keep my pace, stubbornly. We’ll see what happens.

Kilometres 7 and 8

I look at my watch again at kilometre 7 and see that my heart rate is around 185. Some people might be concerned about this, but I have peace with it. My heartbeat sometimes shoots above 200 while I rarely really go to the limit. “As long as it falls quickly at rest”, I hear my doctor say in my mind. I still have a good pace and I’m getting more and more certain of my case: finishing below 50 minutes is going to work out. Unless I have to surrender, but that aside.

Kilometre 9

Kilometre 9 is passed and with a surprise I look at my watch. With only one kilometre to go, I still have the time to finish below 50 minutes. What a party! Funnily enough, at the moment I do not think about the possible improvement of my personal best, my stomach and my finish time are the only two things that concern me now.

Up to 500 meters before the finish.

I hear a fellow runner say that we only have to go around the corner before the finish. Despite the fact that I am really sick now, my legs feel good and I decide to use a final sprint. Focused (sorry if I gave you an angry glance as a spectator) I sprinted forward and I see the finish line coming closer and closer. I look at my watch and see 48 in the picture. “Wait, WHAT?” I think to myself. “Is my record not around 48 minutes?” I decide to go even harder in an attempt to break my record – whatever that may be – until my body says stop. I feel goose bumps all over my body and now I actually feel like surrendering. “Shit. No. Just a second. Come on, Lau. Keep sprinting. KEEP SPRINTING! ”

Despite my motivational words, I cannot keep up my sprint and I sink over the finish line like a pudding. By all the hectic I forget to stop my watch. How could I have felt good for 9 kilometres and 800 meters and now collapse so spontaneously? Next to me, a guy asks if everything goes well. I put my thumb in the air, but I keep hanging over the rack with my head. “Do you want to walk forward if you feel better? Thank you. “Within 5 seconds I am sort of my old self again and I immediately apologize. “Sorry, it was either ignoring you or vomiting everything.” He smiles and takes it as a “No Worries”.

After the finish

Nervously, I hop from my one leg on my other leg. What would my finish time be? Did I improve my PR? Meanwhile I know that I ran my PR in 48:12 (I had to look up my old racing report again), but in one way or another the CPC Den Haag website does not work with the results on my phone. Curious and impatient as I am, I decide to have my end time engraved on my medal, there they can look up my time anyway. After 5 impatient minutes, I get my engraved medal in my hand:

48 minutes and 24 seconds.

I cannot deny it: I am somewhat disappointed. On the other hand, this is really a personal victory. Because how up-to-date is a 4 years old record? The fact that I have the same top condition today, or even an improved condition (I was able to steal the 12 seconds somewhere!) makes me intensely happy.

Yes, the CPC Run The Hague continues to have something magical.

Win a hotel stay of 3 days for 2 persons incl. Breakfast, dinner & bike rental

During our stay in The Hague my mother and I slept on invitation at The Hague Teleport Hotel, where we are very spoiled. The food at the night before the game was great: from a delicious zucchini soup to fresh pasta and a huge tiramisu. Our room was on the ninth floor with a view over The Hague centre and the bikes made sure that we were within 10 minutes at the Malieveld for the CPC run. On behalf of The Hague Teleport Hotel I may give away a hotel stay of 3 days for 2 persons including breakfast, dinner & bike rental. Then you will experience exactly what we experienced, but for three days! Make a chance? Leave a comment below this article and tell me who you would take with you!

(No #spon!)

Have you participated in the CPC Run The Hague this year? How did it go? Tell!





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