
And a Happy New Year to everyone in Team Moore.
Life time pbs. These will never change!
100 12.0
200 23.7
400 52.2
800 1:57.2
1500 4:04.3
3000 8.47.3
5000 15:10.5
10000 31.57
half marathon 70.10
marathon 2:26.58
1500 5:20
3000 11:10
5000 19:00
10000 39:15
Half Marathon 87:30
I won’t race a marathon but I do plan to run the Canberra marathon in just under 4:00.
How am I going to do this?
. The 1500s won't be "raced" either, I will use them to get rhythm and speed for the longer races. If I feel really good running 1500s, I will ease off for one (eg in a relay?) and see what I can do. Under 5:00 would be nice.
. I should really be able to get the 3000 down below 11 mins, but I haven't done so recently so why should it happen now? Also the 5000 should be a lot faster, but my 10k results have been relatively slower in recent years and I really need to focus now on running a faster 10k if I am to break three hours for the marathon in 2008 (i.e. when I'm sixty).
. Training will build up to 110k per week and all current speed sessions will be maintained. That should do it.
Last Week’s target 80 km, achieved 80 km
This Week’s target 70 km, could be tricky as I will have Monday off.
Song of the Week: The Orphan by Newsboys from the album “Devotion”.
Maybe I push when I'm meant to be still
Maybe I take it all too personal
Jesus, how to reconcile
The joyful noise
The ancient land
The tug from some invisible hand
The dying mother weaving bulrushes
Along the Nile
Float her basket over the sea
Here on a barren shore
We'll be waiting for
A tailwind to carry her orphan's cry
Don't you worry child
I wrote a lullaby
I try to settle, but I just pass through
A rain dog, a gypsy
A wandering Jew
All those homes were not ours
Then i slept one night in Abraham's field
And dreamt there was no moon
The night he died
Counting stars
Selah
Float her basket over the sea
Here on a barren shore
We'll be waiting for
A tailwind to carry an orphan's cry
Don't you worry child
I wrote a lullaby
Building you a home
Building you a home
Building you a home
We're Building you a home
Selah
So float her basket over the sea
Here on a barren shore
We'll be waiting for
A tailwind to carry an orphan's cry
Don't you worry child
I wrote a lullaby
Float her basket over the sea
Here on a barren shore
We'll be waiting for
A tailwind to bring us your sweet cry
Don't you worry child
I gonna sing you a lullaby
Helen won first prize at the BBQ Stakes this week.
Colin and Amanda celebrate their first anniversary today. And at the Team Moore Christmas function yesterday, hosted by the wonderful Peter and Maria, we had birthday cake for Amanda's 38th, the day before. The party was excellent, thanks to everyone who made it such a success. Even Ben now four weeks old was there to help celebrate.
Timing problems continued at the track last Thursday. Sad to say none of the 60 metre race times are valid; they will be discarded.
On Sunday the final handicaps for the year were run at Weston Park, followed by Presentations and a Spit Roast, on a cold wet and muddy day. At least the wind wasn't strong.


Kt's done a great job getting a W30 relay team together for the 4 x 1500 this Thursday - she's the "oldie" in the team but has lined up speedy Jenny Langton, and between them they have recruited two new members to form a great team - which will establish a new ACT record (..thinks; I must check the National record).
More Team Moore runners heading down from Parliament House on an over-cast wet day.
When looking up the barbecue stakes (Wednesday lunchtime running) results I discovered that Roger Pilkington ran his 659th run in the series this week. Roger! If you keep this up, you will end up looking like Doug Fry!
Another photo from my holiday to Fleurieu Peninsular, south of Adelaide. This one is taken at a wild beach west of Victor Harbor. Wouldn't you like to train on sandhills like these? They also happen to be on the path of the Heysen trail. The ocean in the background is magnificent here and this whole area is a natural reserve.
.. another view of the same beach, with yours truly heading for the surf.