My (very belated) race recap of the One Run to Find Them All ultra marathon is now available here or under the “Race Review” tab at the top of the page. The race rounded out my ultra marathon season and completed my 26 ultra marathons in 52 weeks challenge.
This weekend was the North Downs Way 100 Mile. Once again my nutrition issues struck and I pulled out at Mile 50. My recap of the race is now available here or by using the “Race Reviews” menu at the top of the page.
Here we go again. Tomorrow I’ll be running the Centurion North Downs Way 100. The 100 is a slight misnomer. The course is officially 103 Miles (165.762km!).
In the context of a 100 Mile race, an extra three might not seem like much more. But after 24 hours on your feet with no rest and 3,000 metres of climb, those extra three miles can be the difference between finishing or being cut-off by the time limits.
This will be my second attempt at a 100 Miler. The first was back at the beginning of May, at the Centurion Thames Path 100. I dropped out at mile 60, not because of any physical issue but because my mind wasn’t in it.
So no excuses this time. The weather is looking to be ideal. Around 23c, overcast and with a sprinkling of rain in the afternoon/evening to take the edge off of things.
Naomi will be meeting me at the 50 mile checkpoint and from then on will be attempting to make it via train to each of the following crew points where possible, with my parents joining at some point in the evening.
There’s a 30 hour cut off for this one, although the aim is to bring it in under 24 hours if possible. Failing that, just finishing will be fine.
I can’t really explain why I feel the need to do this, other than it’s there and waiting to be done. The same as with my sub-3 hour marathon attempts. There’s always something to be aimed for, whether it be further or faster.
Last weekend was another double ultra weekend – Excalibur 7 on the Friday and Space Race Gold on the Sunday. My race recap is online now – click here or use the drop down list at the top of the page.
There weren’t my best races but the medals are brilliant and I got to run, however briefly, by Mo Farah!
So the Cotswolds Way 100km has come and gone. With heat reaching 39°c it was brutal going and, ultimately, too much.
A DNF at the half way point was the end result. See my recap of the first 50km here!
Here we go again! Tomorrow is the Ultra Challenge Cotswolds Way 100km. I first attempted this race last year and it was my first ever attempt at an ultra marathon. The weather was boiling hot, I wasn’t sufficiently prepared and I dropped out at 94km.
Not this time! I’ve run 24 ultra marathons since then, have plenty of experience of hot weather running (tomorrow is promising to be another scorcher) and I’m much fitter than last year.
I’m dialling down the kit I’m carrying this year. Having never run an ultra marathon before, I turned up at start with a pack stuffed with anything and everything. I now know what I need, what works for me and what’s just unnecessary weight.
I am however carrying poles with me for the first time tomorrow. I’ve not used them in a race before but the course has over 2,500 metres of climb and it will be a good opportunity to test them out in advance of the very hilly Centurion North Downs Way 100 Miles at the beginning of August.
I’m on holiday! Which is just an excuse to run in different scenery – in this case the Jurassic Coast.
The scenery here is stunning. It’s really made we want to run the Ultra Challenge Jurassic Coast 100km next year.
It’s also given me a chance to do some extra testing of my Salomon Sense Ride 2s – still trying to decide between those and my Nike Terra Kiger 4s for the Cotswolds Way 100km in a couple of weeks.
This weekend I completed what was arguably my hardest challenge yet – five ultra marathons in four days.
My race recap of the entire weekend is online now, found here or under the “Race Reviews” tab at the top of this page.
My brief race recap of this weekend’s Silver Phoenix Ultra Marathon and Golden Phoenix Marathon double weekend are now online and available here as well as under the “Race Reviews” tab.
It includes Naomi’s second ever marathon! Have a read 🙂
I have the Cotswolds Way 100km Ultra coming up in a few weeks, with 2,590m climb over the 100km distance. So when I unexpectedly realised I had a day off of work, I booked a train ticket to Box Hill and headed off for some hill training.
I’ve never been to Box Hill before, but know of it and its reputation as a great place for trail running. The North Downs Way 100 Mile (which I’m running in August) comes through here and its used by Salomon as the location of their London Trail Running Festival.
Box Hill is home to the “Stepping Stones”, a picture perfect river crossing which was unfortunately closed for repair when I arrived. Instead, I headed over the bridge a hundred or so metres up the river and started up the hill towards the Visitors’ Centre, which was going to be my central starting point for the various routes.
The steps were steep and difficult to run. No steps would have been better, running on pure trail, but the steps were of varying heights and length, making a regular stride impossible. But up I went, reaching the top and the perfect view.
Thereafter I set off on the first of the trails. Despite having looked online at the different routes beforehand, I had no idea which was which and am I am, in any event, useless at following signs. Fortunately I’d accidentally chosen a relatively gentle route to start off with. Along the hillside and through a few gates, with stunning views over the surrounding towns.
Down through a wooded area, brushing aside nettles and then up a long and steep climb to join the road, which looped back along to the car park for the Visitors’ Centre. It was here that I realised I’d dropped my tripod somewhere, so back off on a second and unexpected loop of the same route, finding it in a patch of leaves in the woods and ending up back where I started.
Back out onto the second of the trails, named on the route signs as the “Hilltop Walk”. This was accurate for a few minutes before the hilltop came to an end and plummeted down an incredibly steep loose-stone track to the bottom of the hill. Trying to slow down just resulted in slipping and sliding as well as stones giving way under my feet so the only option was controlled madness. Fly down the hill and try to add what little steering was possible.
Reaching the bottom far faster than I had any right to, it was back along for a loop to the stepping stones, along the river and then back up that monster of a hill I’d just come down. Calling the progress back up the hill “running” would be generous. It was a slow slog back up. The key for hills, especially over ultras, is to climb them at a pace that allows you to carry on running straight away at the top. If you need to stop then you’ve gone too fast and it will be difficult to start again.
Back around to the Visitors’ Centre and time to test a new snack. One of the problems I discovered with the Thames Path 100 Mile was a difficulty in getting calories down me. Gels worked for a bit but then I struggled to even swallow them and hard food was a no-go. (There’s a whole heap of info on intense exercise diverting up to 90% of the usual blood circulation away from your gut to elsewhere in your body, meaning digestion all but shuts down).
Following recommendations, I’ve been using my runs to try different pouches of baby food… easy to carry, compact, easy to swallow and little to digest. This time, “Little Freddie” yoghurt. A resounding success and then off on my final trail.
The final trail was all through the surrounding woods. The trails had gotten progressively busier during the day, so going was slower, giving way to walkers.
The sky had darkened and rain was starting to spit. Coupled with the shade from the woods and with the contrast from the earlier sunny weather, I started to feel the cold. But the distance disappeared behind and before I knew it I was back at the Visitors’ Centre. Time for a spot of lunch just as the heavens opened and the rain poured down.
I loved Box Hill. I’ll definitely be back (as part of the North Downs Way 100 if not before).