Fell run today, despite a little too much red wine last night, the race was the nine standards at Kirby Stephen in Cumbria, 8 ish miles four up the turn and come back.
I started toward the back of the pack and treated it as a run rather than a race, the first two miles were on Tarmac with some very steep sections, during this time I made up about 50 places grinding out an even pace.
It was then onto the fells and it progressively got steeper and muddier, my pace slowed however I continued to pass people, arriving at the top in 8th.
The decent was more eventful on three occasion I put my foot on what appeared to be firm ground only to disappear up to my thigh, only my other leg stopping sinking to the centre of the earth. Through a rocky section I rolled my ankle, but there seems to be no ill effects. Because of this I lost 4 places to finish in 12th taking just over an hour, for a well deserved cuppa.
I felt strong at the end and feel I could of run the course again, this bodes well for marathon training. A wonderful way to start the year.