I handed my registration sheet to one of the leaders, who then explained that there would be several different pace groups to choose from. "5 minute pace is the fastest group, 7 minute pace is the slowest."
Oh. Oh dear.
I thanked her and smiled and secretly panicked, trying to recall if this was actually an elite Olympic training group. And then I realized that paces here are measured in kilometers, not miles. Silly me! I decided to run with the 7 minute km people, even though the 6:30 pace might have been a better fit - but I'd rather run near the front of the pack than struggle to keep up and get lost in the great Australian outback.
The run was great - we started at the Federation Square amphitheater and ran around the good old Tan Track. There was Gatorade at the finish and free t-shirts for people who have attended at least 5 meetings. This marks my very first attempt at an Australian social gathering. Per usual, I did not make efforts at building long-lasting relationships with fellow humans. But I got out and did something with people, and I'm definitely planning on doing this again.
Because clothes in Australia are expensive, and a free t-shirt is too good to pass up.
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