Martyn Megaloudis is an official CAPA blogger for fall 2018, sharing his story in weekly posts on CAPA World. A Marketing major at the University of Pittsburgh, he is studying abroad in Sydney this semester.
In this week's post, Martyn signs up for a 10k in Sydney and shares what it was like to run and see the city.
Before you read this blog post I want to preface three things:
1. I enjoy a nice walk.
2. I'm not very bright, in hindsight, for many situations.
3. I’ve always wanted to run a marathon (or anything longer than a 5k).
Now, since that is already taken care of...I recently signed up to run Blackmores Bridge Run 10k on Sunday, September 16th. The Blackmores Sydney Running Festival is an event run by the nonprofit organization Athletics Australia and originated from the Sydney 2000 Olympic Games. It officially began in 2001 as a continuation of the Olympic marathon in an attempt to promote health and fitness. The 10k starts at Bradfield Park, travels over the main deck of the Sydney Harbor Bridge, loops through the Botanical Gardens, and finishes at the Sydney Opera House.
Since I signed up relatively late I was placed in Group A—the group with people who are meant to run the 10k in under 50 minutes. I try to run at least two miles (roughly 3.2 KM) everyday to make up for a diet that primarily consists of Thai food, Monster energy drinks, and the odd clementine. So, in my head if I just continued that regimen and rested up before the event, I should be good to go. Sure, it was triple the amount of running that I was used to, but every once in a while you’ve got to go for broke and try to push yourself.
So, the day before the 10k I decided to take the bus to Coogee Beach for a relaxing day in the sun. I did not, however, decide to take the bus back and walked the 8.6 km home in the span of an hour and 50 minutes. I had the time to walk home so I figured...why not? What could possibly be the negative side effects?
The second I got home I realized that I had made a huge mistake. The slight wobble in my legs as I went to bed on Saturday showcased that the run I was partaking in tomorrow may not go as well as I had originally planned, but there was no way I was going let my registration money go to waste and decided to still run.
Before today I’ve only been seriously injured three times in my life:
1. When I fell and split my head open in the third grade.
2. When my friend ran me over with a bicycle when I was 14.
3. When I was forced to watch Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone break up in the 2016 musical La La Land.
Today represented #4. Even as I type this my legs more or less resemble over soggy jello. The second that my foot crossed the starting line I realized both how unprepared I was and how terribly out of shape I actually was. From what I understand, partaking in an athletic event requires lots of sleep, concentration, and a good breakfast; since I was fresh out of all of those things I let my fear of not producing good enough content for this blog post drive me instead.
- By the first kilometer, I realized I had forgotten to eat anything before running.
- By the second kilometer, I realized I had forgotten to go the bathroom before running.
- By the third kilometer, I realized that I was not in fact keeping count of kilometers but of the minutes passing.
Sure, I lost all feeling in my left foot and had a sharp pain in my left side, but I still decided to keep on and as I continued to run through the beautiful city of Sydney. Making our way over the bridge we then rounded through the city, looped through the side of the beautiful Botanical Gardens and finished at the foot of the Sydney Opera House. Despite my athletic inadequacies, time passed, and soon one kilometer passed after another and before I knew it I had completed the 10k.
It was not only an amazing experience but a great way to catch beautiful views and a new perspective of the harbor area around the Sydney Opera House. I even got a commemorative medal for my efforts and despite finishing 4 minutes over the 50 minute runtime of the group I was placed in, I was still happy to have gone and happy to be able to see the city in a new light.
Martyn's journey continues every Wednesday so stay tuned.