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RW Forum SIx – 3.30 – 4.00

Posted: 07/11/2013 at 08:13

Hi all,

I'm into my second week of doing sweet Fanny Adams due to the old ankle and much to my own surprise I am thoroughly enjoying myself, no agitation or bad moods from me so clearly I was ready for a short break from it all. It's responding really well and I am using my time by sorting out my running calendar for next year, my dance card is filling up nicely, I'm going long rather than fast.

I'm enjoying reading all your posts on here and living vicariously through all your activities so for my sake please keep running and flogging yourself out there in the cold and wet, I really do appreciate it.

Coward

Posted: 30/10/2013 at 09:47

I'd say that the many unnamed people who had access to the same information, shared the same moral doubts and did nothing are more cowardly. I'd also say a country or state is no different from an individual and if caugt out should be brave enough to either stand up and defend its actions or take the consequences on the chin.

As for Lance Armstrong I think the man is so egotistical and deluded that bravery/cowardice doesn't even enter the equation. 

RW Forum SIx – 3.30 – 4.00

Posted: 29/10/2013 at 06:19

Well said Carl an even more so as your weekend didn't go as planned for yourself, I've been a bit quiet on here when my training started to go the shape of the pear and I knew Sunday for mehad the capacity to go hideously wrong so I was quietly trying to get prepared and not do too much whinging.

When I found myself watching an unchanging screen waiting for Ricky's tracker to update from 20 miles to finishing time it did make me think how we've all come so far together. I'm not entirely claiming all the credit for Ricky's barnstorming finish, obviously he did some of the work but I was certainly willing him home.

Ricky- Congratulations, superb run and report. I hope you are feeling ok and finally got some shuteye. Another PB in the bag, we knew you had it in you. So you'll be off to te sub 3:30 thread then eh? 

RW Forum SIx – 3.30 – 4.00

Posted: 28/10/2013 at 14:10

Hey Carl glad to hear that your little one is okay, you made the entirely right decision. I would of done the same and you know bothh you and your daughter would of been highly agitated if you had of left. 

Next year if there is a gap between Dublin and Stort30 I'm definitely wanting to do both, if not there is a tough choice to make.

I'm looking forward to Ricky's race report.

RW Forum SIx – 3.30 – 4.00

Posted: 28/10/2013 at 12:41

Ricky's home in 3:39:23

RW Forum SIx – 3.30 – 4.00

Posted: 28/10/2013 at 12:14

Ricky through 20 in 2:45!

 

RW Forum SIx – 3.30 – 4.00

Posted: 28/10/2013 at 12:09

Sorry I've just realised I've written a novel.

Summary - It hurt.

RW Forum SIx – 3.30 – 4.00

Posted: 28/10/2013 at 12:08

recollection of descending at the start before heading back into the field and rather guiltily overtaking the guy who had given me those pills. All that remained was running the last lap and finishing with what can only be called an internal sprint finish as I was sprinting it just wasn't noticeable externally.

Finishing time approx 5:25 which was 45 minutes outside my target but I can honestly say I don't think I have ever been prouder of myself, on reflection I carried an injury for 22 miles and suprised myself with just how determined I was, it managed to be both the most horrific running experience and best at the same time and is the first time I feel satisfied with a run, normally I feel a little deflated and analytical straight after no matter how I have performed but I can say that given the cards I was dealt yesterday that I couldn't have done any better than I did. The help I received from friends and strangers alike was moving, I don't mind admitting I was close to tears on the finish line, mentally I was exhausted, I had not only needed to keep talking to myself but had to study the ground intently with every step to place my bad foot carefully, when I closed my eyes last night I could actually still see the trail path! Hanging around afterwards and chatting with other runners people asked how I was and had I finished. One guy who had seen me at 17 miles couldn't believe I got home and when hardened ultras are congratulating you for finishing you can't help but feel good about what you've done even if on one level it was actually insane.

I ate like a legend yesterday and woke up this morning feeling fine if you discount the throbbing foot but the rest of me is in tip top shape, I clearly didn't go fast enough to cause any other aches or pains 

Well I'm now an Ultrarunner (Yeaaay go me!) but I didn't want to post this before the guys hit the start line as it wasn't exactly what you want to read before you get going.

 

RW Forum SIx – 3.30 – 4.00

Posted: 28/10/2013 at 12:08

was that realisation that just really hit me hard. I walked for a short while, stopped for a good stretch and all the while giving myself a good pep talk and digging deep into the Oirish book of motivational tools. I broke it down in my head, get to the next checkpoint and see your friends, regroup, refocus and plough on the short distance to the next checkpoint on a wave of euphoria and then there is no way you are quitting one small stretch from home. Well that was the plan.

By this stage a few runners ahead of me were adopting a run/walk strategy too and rather annoyingly the guy ahead of me appearred to be walking faster than I was running! We passed each other a couple of times before reaching the next checkpoint where we got talking, compared war wounds and agreed to set off together and keep each other company.

So for a mile or two we chatted away through gritted teeth and tried not to jump when the other one let out a yelp but after a while I suggested he carried on alone as I was walking now and just needed to try and get my head together. I kept going in my own unique fashion, it was as painful walking as it was running so I figured if I tried to keep running it would at least be over quicker and shortly before the final checkpoint I was caught up by one of my teammates who managed to get another mile out of me in a decent pace as we chatted before again I let him push on.

Now at this point I have to pay tribute to Ultrarunners, I've always admired their running exploits but yesterday was an eyeopener, the camaraderie, friendliness, assistance and goodwill out on that course was exceptional. Every runner passing by in both directions whether leading or last acknowledged you with a "well done" or other words of encouragement withhout fail. Despite my travails I loved it out there and can't wait to do another. This is when it was thanks to my fellow runners I now have another medal.

Firstly a lady who had passed me moments before the Checkpoint when she saw me limping asked me "Is it something specific?" I'm quite glad I didn't snap my original thought which was "Yes I'm specifically in masses of pain" (i'm ashamed to say I punched a tree in fury after one particular nasty, jolting pain) and she rather kindly gave me some Voltarol gel to rub into my foot. So after getting to the floor in instalments I whipped off my shoe and sock and applied liberally and it was then that my saviour arrived. Lorraine my teammate had ran the first half with one of our experienced ultra runners who is a real plodder so had carried on alone and caught me up. "You're not lying there all afternoon you lazy sod" was her greeting and after a chat and refuel we set off for home and the last six miles. Thankfully we get on like a house on fire and share the same daft sense of humour, so yabbering away she managed to breakdown my grumps and have me smiling again and with the gel taking the edge off of the pain we picked up a decent rhythm and with every step getting me closer to home the psychological battle was becoming easier too and Lorraine was kind enough to turn a deaf ear to some of my more industrial language I was emitting at times although she derived great amusement from my "Ow's" I was using when I remembered I was in company.

With about two or three miles left the gel wasn't touching it and I had to walk briefly, mainly to get my head together but also because it felt like my shinbones were stabbing into my foot, a much overrated experience in my opinion. Another runner coming through stopped to check I was okay and gave me a packet of Paracetamol from his backsack which I necked three of and it might of been the Placebo effect but this girded me for the final run home. I just had time to get a massive stitch under my ribs climbing up the hills towards the finish, hills I might add I have no recol

RW Forum SIx – 3.30 – 4.00

Posted: 28/10/2013 at 12:06

Carl - Gutted for you not getting there. I'm tracking Ricky and they are predicting 3:33 for him currently.

Anyhoo yesterday.....

Stort30 yesterday, a 30 mile out and back along the river something or other in Bishop's Stortford and I have to say a really beautiful course, very tranquil and scenic, it's just a great shame that I spent the vast majority of my run staring at the ground. 

To make up the distance we did two laps of the field we were in at the start and one lap at the end before heading out along the roads for about a quarter of a mile before joining up the river walkway. So off I set with the field of a 150 people that included 6 others from our running club, which given that we are an unaffiliated loose collection of 99 trotters is pretty good going.

The first section of the course was mainly grass verge and due to the weather was quite muddy, not a quagmire by any means but enough to be skiddy and after doing the initial two laps with friends I set off faster on my own and with a few well selected manoveres managed to pick off a few runners ahead of me over the first couple of miles or so. In the main it was pretty much single file for large sections of the course but just about enough room to nip by people although not run two abreast. The first checkpoint was approx 6.5 miles and was going great guns, part of me was dreading doing that section on the way back as I figured it would of been churned up by the time I returned and I did think that it would be te time I'd need to dig deep. How wrong I was......

Around this point having necked a couple of chicken nuggets, jellybeans and some flat coke I set off again. as an aside I hearitly reccomend Ultras if you like your food, it's a totally different mindset, these guys loiter at checkpoints chatting away and eating so much. I fell into conversation with a couple of guys at a further checkpoint who explained that most Ultras will stick to their routines whether they are doing 30 or 100 miles, it was quite fascinating chatting to them and almost seemed a pity to have to get on with the actual running.

It was around mile 8 my day changed. About 6 weeks ago I had to stop running for two weeks with tendonitis in my ankle and it's been moderately niggly since, I suspected at some point that it would play up a little during the run but was resting my hopes on it being later rather than sooner, well around mile 8 I felt the first niggles but it was manageable, more irritating than dehabilitating the downside was i was chopping my stride and my calf and buttock were tightening considerably as I was overcompensating. The plus point was that checkpoint two came around the 10 mile mark and we had a few supporters there cheering us on and taking pictures and the actual checkpoint was manned by two of my friends so this came as a great boost and was the perfect tonic as I was just starting to get a bit irked with how things were going. So I ploughed on. 

This section was entirely a paved area and I actually managed to find a rhythm on the flat surface and this in turn seemed to ease my calf and glute and I actually felt quite good, putting weight on my ankle wasn't too much of an issue but any uneven surfaces or slopes were really sore so it was just the occassional shooting pain and seeing the runners returning the opposite way and to a man acknowledging you at urging you on gave me a bit of determination. At mile 15 there was another checkpoint and we turned around after yet more food and chat! Psychologically being homeward bound carried me for another mile or so but I now couldn't ignore the pain in my foot, it felt like my whole foot was in a vice and my heel felt bruised on contact, my running style became even odder than it is usually is and it was at this moment I really didn't know if I could do it and it wa

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