I train a lot on trails so assume I will enjoy cross country and enthusiastically sign up for the PECO league in West Yorkshire each year. Each year I rediscover that, far from the civilised glory of trail running, cross country is masochistic agony. You slither over horrible hilly terrain in either ankle deep mud or lethally slippery ice, usually running laps of a torturous route, so that the satisfaction of reaching the top of a very steep hill is counteracted by the terrible knowledge that you're going to have to do it twice more. Not many people want to stand around in the mud and ice, so you are cheered on by a small group of club runners who broke legs/ankles/collar bones at the previous race and are secretly glad that they won't have to compete for the rest of the season. If you are very lucky, one of them will wrap a coat around you as you retch in the finishing chute. But, the moment the race is over you will feel a sense of satistfaction that is like nothing else in the world. Your body will be pleasantly exhausted from the effort, the tea and sandwiches in the club house will taste like a meal from heaven, and you can slink home to a nice hot bath and an afternoon on the sofa knowing that you are an element conquering hero. The best preparation is as much off road running as you can find. Definitely try to mix up trails and grass, as they are two different animals, and look for 'technical' footwork so you are comfortable running on rocky and uneven terrain. I run in trail shoes, which worked well last winter as it was so icy, but would definitely invest in studs if we have a wetter winter this year. Enjoy!  |