Here's me
I've been running since February 2010. I originally set this up to promote fund raising for Edale Mountain Rescue Team when I did the Nottingham Ultra in 2011. I raised over £500 but the race was so uneventful (in a good way) that I couldn't be bothered to do a write up.
Now I'm intending to use it to document the running stuff that I want to be able to remember.
Tuesday, 13 November 2012
Every Run Carry
Sunday, 24 June 2012
Long Eaton 50 - June 16
| Finish photo |
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| The view that brought me round after my temper tantrum |
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| The footbridge over dole brook |
On Friday evening I had a curry and a couple of beers and a late night.doc
Katja and James dropped me off on Saturday morning at about 5:35. I wasn't well prepared; due to the uncertainty with the weather I'd packed way too much stuff and two different sized bags so I could decide what to take on the day.
Due to the curry I missed my 6am start (gingerbread man in process) so I set of at 6:07 all on my own. Obviously that meant I had no one to talk to but it also meant I had no external influence on my pace.
It wasn't ling before I realized I'd forgotten to take my tracky bottoms off so I had to stop and stash them in a hedge. It wasn't long after that when I realized I'd forgotten to hand in my drop bag - going well then. If I hadn't arrived in such a negative mindset I don't think I'd have made these mistakes.
I had nothing to tell me what kind of pace I was running but I think I was about 9:45 or 10 minutes which was right where I wanted to be considering my heavy pack. I got to the first checkpoint ahead of the time I expected but that was mainly because I'd not walked yet. I had intended to walk early but the terrain was very easy.
I'd already started eating, mainly because I was starving for some reason, but I was glad to see some food at the checkpoint. I'd taken an extra mid-layer for if it dropped cold but I left this at the checkpoint which turned out to be a good call. Setting off I quickly made a small navigation error which I had to stop and check but I was soon cracking on again. The route turned off the canal to go to the first checkpoint and as I turned to head back to the canal I gave Katja a call. It was nice to talk and it put her mind at rest given my negative attitude at the start.
As I was talking I saw to runners in the distance and I was sure they were in the race. As I caught them it was obvious they were. Two women running 50 mipes for the first time. They'd made contact with each other before the race because they were both looking at 12 hours. They were walking quite a lot and I had a couple of walk breaks while I chatted with them. One woman had the strip maps but really they were relying on the course knowledge of Rachel: a long Eaton club member who'd reccied the course and sent some beta round to all runners.
After a few walks with the girls I said cheerio and went on. I gave my dad a call just let him know that he hadn't managed to put me off. He was just off to the gym and I was reminded of a comment that Mark Thatcher once made whilst on a running break in the Lakes "think of all those people sat in traffic driving to the gym to sit on a stationary bike"
Once the route left the canal path for the second time the navigation started properly. Having tried to do the Doevdale dipper off a route description I'd ordered one of the OS custom maps and marked on the route. It was a good call and navigation wasn’t really a problem: I made one or two school boy errors but nothing major.
Just before leaving the canal path I made a school boy nav error; I missed the point to cross the canal but luckily a walker had seen some guys on the opposite side and told me. As I came out onto an estate there was a guy there to guide me through the estate and point me in the right direction. I was very glad of this because I had expected to struggle with navigation on the estates.
Back on to trails and I had to cross Dole Brook. The footbridge was a very wobbly railway sleeper thrown i the brook, I got across no problem but a spot of balance training after 16 miles is not ideal.
I knew I wasn’t far behind some other runners because of what the walkers said as was leaving the canal and it wasn't long before I saw three ahead. Having studied the stage times I think I can work out that they were Jeremy Nottingham, Justin Eveleigh, and Mick Walker. I must have passed Takaaki Yamamiya at some point round here but I didn't see him (he'd run the first stage very quick and must have detonated big time eventually dropping at cp4)
On seeing the three fellows I quickly caught them mainly because they were navigating and I just followed them. Once we were together I was navigating qiickest so I pulled ahead to get a bit of extra time in the checkpoint.
I'd already had my first twinge of cramp so I got out the salt tablets. A couple of days before I'd posted on their facebook page asking how to take it but, unhelpfully, had no reply. I asked at the checkpoint if I should just swallow it or crunch it but no one knew. The other runners were saying that if I hadn't used them before then I didn't ought to make this the first time - good advice but cramp seemed worse than a dodgy stomach and anyway my stomach is usually fairly bomb-proof. I swallowed it with water took some pretzels, flap jack and took a banana to have as I went.
Me Jeremy and Justin left the checkpoint together before Mick and I ran with them for most of the next stage. We set off on a road section, I was worried that this would aggravated my cramp feeling but the salt must have done the trick. The road section was 2-3 miles and we were passed by a guy looking super fresh. I asked if he'd set off at 6:30 but actually he'd left at seven. That meant he'd put 53 minutes on me in about 23 miles and he was running really easy. It was Pete Stockdale the eventual winner in 8:43. We got on a long boring cycle path still chatting and we were passed by another runner who'd set off at 7. I think it was Tim Earl who eventually took 4th in 9:43 his splits show he'd run with Pete Stockdale until slowing when the navigation got tricky.
Turning off the cycle path navigation got really tricky and it was good that we had the combination of my map with the route description. We still managed to go wrong at one point and probably lost 5 minutes in a wondering round a field. We got there though and once right I started to move ahead of the others. Just after this I was passed first by Tom Adams who took 2nd in 8:46 - unlike Stockdale he was navigating (Stockdale knew the course) which makes his time super impressive and on the stages with easier navigation he took the fastest times.
I was then caught by Paul who'd set off at 6:30. He'd done the race last year and had the route on his garmin. I ran with him till cp 4 and we left Jeremy and Justin. I thought they'd catch me but O didn’t see them again. I don't think me and Paul were running any faster but we were navigating faster although the two of them must have slowed a bit to come in in 12:30.
I was moving better than Paul and entered the checkpoint earlier but stayed about a minute longer. My hydration pouch was harder to fill than his bottle and I also took a bit of time to neck another salt tablet. Paul stayed ahead pf me and I think I was catching him but staying in the aid stations longer - I crossed the line about v5 seconds after him so his time was about 24 minutes better than mine.
It was good to talk with Paul and we talked about shoes and gear and also the many races he'd done including 100 milers plus some that we'd both done. We're both doing the Dovedale dipper this year so I may see him there.
From here the order of things get a bit hazy although there are some experiences I had which really stand out and will stay with me forever. I made a few audio diaries as I went so from those I'll be able to piece together what happened.
I was still really happy with my pace. I don't think my running pace slowed at all during any of it. My average pace was slower during this middle 20 miles or so but mainly because of navigation and also because of the bushwhacking; many fields had no path and in those that did it was obscured because the crops had been blown over it. In those fields I struggled because I kept getting things stuck between my toes which tripped me up a bit. There were also quite a few gates and stiles which were swamped too.
At around 35 miles I had my first emotional moment. I wasn’t feeling good and this greyhound came taring passed me and I just lost it it ran back and I was shouting and screaming at the top of my voice and really aggressive. I was swearing and cursing the owner and then the dog came and did it again and shout at it “come here I’ll rip your ####### jaw off”. Its really unlike me to lose my temper or do anything aggressive but I just lost it. Only minuets later I came out on one of the best views of the route and I took some photos and it really lifted my spirits.
I had another dog related emotional turn experience later although I can’t remember when. I went through a really tearful patch I think it was between about mile 38 - 44 so it lasted quite a while. There was a woman walking a dog and it was really well behaved and nothing happened but I just thought to myself if that dog does anything out of the ordinary I’ll probably just cry and demand to know why me?
I’m not sure if that was before or after checkpoint four. I made a silly navigational error before checkpoint four which anoyed me. The checkpoint was great; another slat tablet, more food and water, good encouragement. Straight after this there was this big uphill section. A bit of uphill on the road before turning up a track which had these big steps built into it - I bet they were nearly a foot high and they were a beast to climb. I think this marked the start of my tearful phase. I think it was shortly after this that there were some fields mith no paths which put more of a downer on me. At one point there was a gateway which was swamped and I just looked at it as if it was an impassable obstacle. There was probably only a second or two before I just got on with it but these thoughts have a big impact.
At around 45 miles I was running up a track towards a farm and two women were just setting off for a walk. I was starting to really struggle. Even my running pace had slowed and I took a few walking steps up a hill that was in reality so pathetic that it was really more of a gentle slope. They shouted some typical banter “knees up don’t slow down”. I thought they must have known what I was doing and I told them (in a friendly way) to shut up. I told them I’d only got six and a half miles to go and they were clearly impressed by that distance. I twigged that they didn’t know what I was doing so I said “I’ve done 45” and they were just staggered.
I called Katja again, I don’t know when, and I pressed the speed dial on my home screen which goes to her mobile. She had bad signal and couldn’t hear what I was saying. Then she started saying “this is my husband’s phone”; I realised she thought it wasn’t me so called her on the landline and she was really upset.
At checkpoint five I told them I was really struggling and it took me a while to get moving again. But my one real goal coming into this race was to run the last stage strong. And I did. I still walked some uphill sections but I walked probably less than 800 meters. It was a really nice run across a picturesque golf course. Over the last 10 miles I’d caught the odd glimpse of Paul up ahead but turning onto the last bike-path section I saw him and gave chase. I closed quite a distance on him. If the race had been 400 meters longer I’d have caught him - not that it would have mattered because I started 24 minutes in front of him and so, although I nearly caught him, his time spanked mine.
The finish line was great. Approaching it I thought about Katja and James waiting for me there and nearly cried but then as I saw then line (and heard the cheers which of course were for Paul) I just felt so euphoric: I punched the air (probably feebly) and shouted a bit, and (I think) smiled for the finish line photo.
So I had a great day and learned things about myself. The race was a great event with excellent organisation and pre-race communication. The aid stations were really well stocked, plentiful and well timed. I’m glad I chose this as my first 50 miler and would recommend it to anyone.
If you read this and spot mistakes in the information then please let me know.
Saturday, 31 March 2012
Edale Skyline 2012
Thursday, 22 September 2011
Energy potion
I've finally perfected me recipe for energy drink/gel.
The need for a homemade product comes about due to a severe alergy to some food colourings that I have. I think everyone has a reaction to food colourings - you can see at school (I'm a teacher) when pupils have had a lot of sweets. With me its really bad though; if I accidentally ate a glacé cherry packed with E111 I wouldn't be able to go to work. Anyway I started looking for something more natural than fluorescent blue powerade. Tom Williams of Marathon Talk directed me to Torq who make natuural drinks, gels, and bars.
From information on Torq's website and trial and error I put this together. These quantities give the best taste and consistency but I have used much more carbs in the same liquid which cuts down on weight but is not as palatable.
80g maltodextrin
40g fructose
60g lime juice
Boiling water to make upto 350ml
2.5ml elete electrolytes
I make it in the shaker you get free when you buy protein powder which has ml markings on the side. I put the cup on a scales weigh the dry ingredients in weigh the lime juice in add boiling water until you've got 350mls then shake it until its clear then add the electrolyte.
Maltodextrin is a starch powder derived (I believe) from potatoes starch you can get it from body building shops like GNC but its about 4 times more than at bulkpowders.com. Although you'll need to buy 1kg or more.
For the fructose I buy Tate and Lyle fruit sugar which is really cheap. For the lime juice I use tesco lime juice which is about 70p for 250ml in the ingredients isle. The Elete electrolytes are by far true most expensive thing.
If you use it please let me know how you get on. I'd really like to know how it compares with commercial products.
Monday, 8 August 2011
The Dovedale Dipper
Yesterday I went up to the White Peak to run the Dovedale Dipper. Its a circular 26.5 mile route with nearly 4000ft of elevation. Here is a GPS trail although unfortunatley its not mine because My phone obviously lost signal at one point and I have a mark in the middle of the sea.
It was a brilliant day that I can really recommend. Its a tough course but really beautiful. I went to treat it as a training run and I was really happy with what I did. I was part of a group for quite a long time between miles 12 and 17 but they eventually left me so clearly my endurance isn't great but there were people I was very pleased to finish ahead of. At the start I fell in with two guys but very quickly told them they were going too fast and I dropped back. I was lucky at some stiles and they came back past me as we got onto the high peak trail and I again told them I couldn't keep up. I'm not sure where I passed them but I saw them come in about 15 minutes behind me. I also finished ahead of one guy called Jimmy that I hadn't seen at all but caught at the 12 mile mark.
What pleased me most was how I dealt with the cramp. I think it was as bad as at the White Peak Marathon but I handled it better. I didn't really stop to walk it off but ran through it this time, I've also discovered a good stretching thing. Last time when I stopped and stretched it was a disaster and made it worse because as I stretched my quads my hamstrings cramped but this time whilst still running I started just to kick my heels higher towards my backside and I think it really helped.
I stayed really energised and positive all the way through although in the last 4 miles I wasn't really with anyone so I kind of zoned out a little. While I was zoned out I started thinking a little about the Ultra. I'd run the 1km upto the last checkpoint (22.5 miles) really quite strong and in those last four miles I carried on running well (albeit slowly) and I started thinking well, the pain hasn't really changed since mile 19. It moved about a bit; sometimes my quads were tight and on the verge of cramping, sometimes my hamstrings, sometimes just above my knees. But I thought well if I ran mile 19-26.5 without deteriorating why shouldn't I run mile 19-31 in the same way.
When I did the White Peak I really picked it up in the last half mile or so but I wasn't able to this time because it was very down and there's a terminal velocity in the Vibrams. The Vibrams probably cost me a bit of time in the last 4 miles because every now and then I was having to walk across the limestone shards that covered the path but there was nowhere that I suffered for wearing them.
The reaction to the Vibrams was interesting. Amongst the runners most were interested in them but I think the general consensus was that I'd be suffering more because of them. The non runners were more interesting and they were generally saying how healthy must be, one actually said that they must be a lot more protective than trainers – right. A few people were asking if they had enough cushioning and I think were surprised to hear that there is none.
I was talking early on with an old gent who I caught and passed who was talking about his experiences of some of the other runs he'd done. He tended to stick around the 20-25 mile mark and had no interest in going further. There were a lot of people on the run who were talking about big distances though.
I was talking to the older geezer about the time when I was young and first heard about ultra distances. Me and my dad were going up to Hadrian's wall and we asked a guy who we knew was a youth hostel chap if he'd done it (yes) and what hostels there were. He didn't know about the hostels so we asked where he stayed. “I didn't we caught the train up ran the whole thing then caught the train back”. I found that amazing and I suppose since then I've always had an ambition to do some long distance running. Looking back though I realise it was really this ill-defined dream that seemed unachievable. I guess I've always thought that things like that would either happen or not. I wish that back then I'd have gone – wow I want to do something like that, what can I do now to get towards that goal. That was probably 17 years ago and its only now that I'm working towards that goal and I love it. I'm so proud that I'm in a position where I can learn about an event on Thursday and rock up and complete it on Sunday. That means more to me than times; the fact that fitness is no barrier to doing anything I fancy doing. Its a parkour thing too; how useful are you – if you find yourself in the situation where you need to do x can you do it?
Sunday, 31 July 2011
Magic Mile
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Tuesday, 19 July 2011
Iskiate
Juice of one lime | Disolve the sugar in the lime juice |
1 or 2 teaspoons of sugar | |
33cl water | Add the water |
1 or 2 dessert spoons chia seeds | Stir in the chia seeds |

