Posted: 31/05/2014 at 17:26
...mile point for me as when I reach this feeling as good as I did I knew I was on the home straight, even with another 3 hours of running ahead of me .another plus point was my back ( taped heavily with kinesiology tape) wasn't giving me trouble . my mantra was keep moving , dont walk anything unless I have to.
Quads feeling a bit hammered now by over 7 hours of running and uphills, at this point the punishing descents begin too , hurting almost more than going up lol.
I reached Caterham in 8:24 - faster than last year. I was purposely going through aid stations as fast as I could ensuring my bottles filled and I grabbed food I needed- by this time it was salt, melon and tangerines -bliss!!
onwards to Botley hill at 43 miles, this is a punishing climb that goes on forever once you enter the woods. By this time I was running with an American man and we had banter that carried us through...slowly we got there, up ,up, up , some shade at least under the trees , and we were there ...at the last aid station at 43 miles...I think I remember looking at my watch and we had got there in under 10 hours . not long to go now....
The last part has a nice little stretch through pretty winding wood paths ( fabulous for tripping you up every 6 inches ) a twig at this point feels like trying to run over a log !! lol !! I did have to keep laughing at myself being clumsy and tripping over things like , stones, rocks, tree roots.....leaf.....gnat....micro organism ...
after the woods however comes more steps cut into the earth and into a tussock field which oh praise be -COWS.....GREAT !! NO!!!!!!! ARGH
so I curse , moan , rant , fortunately at this point I had company of Mr USA and 2 others - off you go then boys , move the herd...
so they did, and the cows left a lovely trail of dribble on the gate - fab
and so it went on, field *move cows* ....run on....field * move sharpish round cows/BULLS*...field, * shoo cows* run on .....*sigh* ...awful fields, all lumpy , and we kind of slowed to a run, walk , hobble as the gorund was uneven and I did warn the lads I didn't want cricked or broken ankles from with only 3 pigging miles to go !!!
so we managed to get through the silly fields, and......oh glory be ....the gate ...the gate to the road to the finish......nooooooo.... not yet .. more fields*curse swear drink rest of water* ....ok last field ..yes the gate , the gate , the gate , the gate, run 1 mile down road, turn left, we could hear clapping, cheering, up the road , incline...INCLINE ???!!WHAT? whos idea of a joke was that after 50 blimmin miles ?/?....turn left into the playing field...and UPHILL ????....ARGH... ok , drop the guys and sprint to the finish ....omg...omg...under 12 hours????? YES!!!!!!!!
WOHHOOOOOOO...11:47 thank you very much and Im done, medal , tshirt, n a cuppa and home