Posted: Today at 18:47
Hello all. WtnMel and I didn't manage to meet up - though may have seen each other without knowing it. Indeed, probably did.
Stayed overnight the previous day with Younger Daughter and her BF in Bristol, - Youngest Son and his GF also stayed, since they were also racing. Youngest Son was feeling despondent, as he had a sore throat and was clearly Going Down with something. The 3 of us caught the train to Bath in the morning, and were able to leave things at the house of some very hospitable people whose daughter is a friend of YS. Shortly before we set out for the runners' village it tipped it down with rain, mingled with hail. Fortunately it didn't last long, and the sky had cleared by the time we left. I had been agonising about what to wear, in order to be neither too hot nor too cold. Eventually settled for my club T-shirt, with a zipped fleece over the top which I was happy to discard part-way through. YS had been placed with the white numbers (fast), his GF with the green (not quite so fast) and I got myself reallocated to the orange, - not a problem. But I had forgotten to pack my garmin! - and Middle Son, who has been training me, had told me to set off at 12.5mm, and keep that speed up as long as I could (remember, I was "running not racing"). So all I had was my wrist-watch. This meant I had to check the time as we crossed the chip-timing mats, and then check it each mile marker, doing bits of mental arithmetic on the way. Which was probably a blessing in disguise, as it gave me something to focus on instead of agonising. It's a good route, 2 loops, very well supported, lots of bands along the way. Discarded the fleece at about 3 miles. Was carrying my own home-made drink (orange juice, water, sugar, pinch of salt) and this was suffcient, in fact I still had some left by the end.
Managed to maintain 12.5 mm (according to the makeshift wrist-watch and mental arithmetic) for the first 4 miles. Then it was more like 13mm until about 10 miles by which time I was feeling more dead than alive and just kept putting one foot in front of the other; about 15mm by then. But I didn't drop to a walk as I would have been unable to start running again if I had. Lots of people around me were walking by then, or rather run-walking. I had seen the ubiquitous rhinoceros, also a telephone kiosk, a banana and three huge breasts complete with nipples. Someone called out from behind me: "Go, mid-Wales!" (having recognised the club name on my T-shirt), - that gave me a bit of a boost.
Finalised results don't seem to be out yet, but my provisional time was 2 hours 48 mins, which I was pleased with, as I'd had doubts about whether I'd squeeze in under 3 hours. Middle Son (the trainer) had said he was expecting me to do 2 hours 45, but that may just have been to spur me on.
Yongest son was disgusted with his time, - 24 mins slower than he'd been hoping, and more mortifying still, his GF overtook him at mile 10. We're putting it down to the virus.
Back to the house where those lovely people provided showers, hot tea and bread-and-cheese. Then it poured with rain again, well timed.
Back to Bristol on the train, unfortunately leaving my goody bag at the house, and my drink bottle was in it. - YS and GF were going directly back to London from Bath, as they were working today (Monday). I had another night at daughter's place, drove home this morning, and spent much of the afternoon asleep.
Good to hear from you, Red. Will have a look at your website later for full details.