After a good nights sleeps I am able to smile about it. Tommy - Hopefully they will have toilets in Brighton. 18 miles of clenched waddle would be truly unbearable.
Anyway, the race delivered more or less what it was originally intended to. Which was provide an indication of current fitness to use as a basis for training paces. With hindsight, even without the toilet issues, the pb attempt was a bit ambitious. I'll assume that under normal circumstances I would have maintained my pace through that last mile to finish in something like 1:30. That's a nice round number.
Couldn't quite manage to get out of bed for a pre-work run, but I have brought my kit for a few recovery miles at lunchtime. The marathon campaign starts here.
Well done Richard sounds like you had a pleasant run.
Congratulations Chris. That sounds like a very respectable performance. Droitwich HM is in our club winter series, so I probably would have done it, but McF has entered Silverstone HM on the same day so it’s unlikely.
Race HQ, start and finish is in a school and the organisation is fairly slick; they’ve obviously had a lot of practice. Arrived in plenty of time, collected timing chips and checked baggage and made full use of the plentiful toilet facilities then set of for a warm up. Did about a mile easy, but I was aware that it is a reasonable sized event and wanted to make sure I was reasonably close the front, so I hung around the starting area doing some dynamic stretches that I’d researched until the rest of the Spa contingent arrived.
Lined up only slightly ahead of the 90min marker and set off too fast, but still found people streaming past me for the first half mile or so. Continued at a rather ambitious pace to go through the first couple of miles of slight down hill in 6:22, 6:36.
Mile three starts to climb slightly; even so, I was probably quite relieved to see my pace drop slightly 6:50.
Miles four through to six continue the ascent and the course zig-zags with every other half mile section turning into a fairly solid gentle breeze (according the Beaufort scale). This was hard work and I found the seemingly relentless climb and the wind it extremely draining. 6:55, 7:02, 7:07.
From six miles the course starts to descend and I knew that the profile was up for the first part then down to the finish, so I figured (hoped) that the worst was behind me and I would be able to start making up the lost time 6:38.
However, the climb was not over and miles eight and nine were back up hill and fully into the wind. About this time I was dismayed to feel the beginnings of uncomfortable pressure in my bowels, which suggested I may have been too hasty with preparations earlier. 7:18, 7:08.
Mile ten is quite steep downhill, a bit too steep to run efficiently and fully make up for the lost time on the climb. Miles eleven and twelve become gentler decent, but by this stage my buttocks were tightly clenched and my mind was completely focused on the rising pressure down below and wondering whether I might be able to relieve myself, unnoticed on some leafy suburban driveway. 6:33, 6:47, 6:42.
Mile thirteen is broadly level with a slight climb over the final 400m or so, but by this stage my will was broken and I slowed to what felt like a jog with numerous people sprinting past me to the finish.7:15, 7:20 (for the 0.2) I continued to jog through the finish funnel, picked up my souvenir duffle bag and continued without stopping to the use the facilities.
You may notice that I’ve mentioned very little about the scenery, other competitors or whatever, but this is because I can’t really remember much about it other than the hills, the wind and trying not to shit myself.
Official time was 1:30.33, which, whilst it is significantly down on what I was targeting, is not such a bad time on what felt like quite a tough course. But I think I’ll remember this for quite some time as a distinctly unpleasant race.