Saturday, September 19, 2009

2009 High Peak 40

Hi Folks,

Well I couldn't do the Bullkock Smithy this year due to having a friends wedding to go to, but the second biggest race in the local calendar is the High Peak 40. Starting in the centre of Buxton it is a 40 mile course taking in the Goyt valley, Rushup Edge, Mam Tor, Cavedale, Tideswell, Monsal Trail and Deepdale. There's a fair amount of climb on it at 2000 metres in total. Results:

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Position Time
79 out of 160 8:25:32
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Well my build up to this had not been ideal. A good training month in July gave way to a patchy training month in August when I had two holidays, and then September was even more of a struggle with weddings and stag do's every weekend.

Turning up at the start there was a welcome surprise of loads of faces I knew with Nick Ham and quite a few other Stockport Harriers lining up plus the support driver for one of the female runners I'd met at last years Bullock Smithy. The whistle was blown without much of a do and caught many of us by surprise and we were off!



Start to Bonsal Incline - 023751 - 3.1 miles in
Leaving Buxton I took it easy as there was a long way and I was trying to conserve my energy as much as possible. I was probably a little dehydrated to start with which wasn't a clever move, but overall feeling fine. There was a short climb and then onto a dismantled railway section through to the checkpoint

Checkpoint 1 to Taxal Layby - 009799 - 6.5 miles in
Having stocked up on water we hit a dream stretch for me... a long downhill on road! I got a little carried away and flew down this. At the bottom I ran along Fernilee Reservoir and then into a rougher offroad section along the River Goyt. Reaching the checkpoint I felt OK and adopted the Jeff Lapham checkpoint etiquette of just push on through as quickly as possible!

Checkpoint 2 to Digleach Farm - 044810 - 9.2 miles in
A difficult to navigate section followed with plenty of tight twists and turns and thankfully it was well signposted but there were one or two points I thought I'd lost contact with people. After crossing the railway bridge I had a long climb and at this point caught up with Paul and Jonah from Stockport Harriers. These chaps are great long distance runners so I was worried I was going to quick but if I had the damage was already done so I thought I'd stick with them for a bit for a bit of company.

Checkpoint 3 to Beet Farm - 059835 - 11.5 miles in
Stocking up at the checkpoint with some flapjack I continued down the road onto Charley Lane. A long climb began as we left New Smithy and I was beginning to feel my back starting to ache a little which was a little disappointing so early into the race. The heart rate was knocking around the 160 bpm which was a little high at this stage in the race really as the adrenaline effect should have worn off.

Checkpoint 4 to Rushup Edge - 092825 - 14.4 miles in
As we left CP4 (with some more flapjack in my mouth!) there was a more gradual climb until we hit a footpath section along Rushup Edge. This section lasted a long time with plenty of ups and downs, and I started to feel my legs fading slightly and so I decided to let the rest of the Harriers go. I was pretty glad to see the checkpoint when it eventually arrived, as my back was still aching and the legs were starting to feel a little more sluggish, but the heart and lungs were still fine so I was happy. At Checkpoint 5 I overheard a funny conversation from a group of hikers hanging around watching the race...

Hiker 1: "So they've run nearly 15 miles up to this point."
Hiker 2: "Yeah, that's a long way!"
Hiker 3: "Its the marathon they've still got left to run that I'm more impressed with!"

It made me laugh!

Checkpoint 5 to Castleton - 148835 - 18.6 miles in
Leaving CP5 I knew I had one tough section ahead of me. Luckily we were already high up and even with having to descend to get to the path to go up Mam Tor, the worst part of the climb was bypassed. Climbing up Mam Tor was still tiring though with the back ache still there and the legs now quite tired. Fellow runners were starting to over take me now which was a little disappointing as it meant I had set off too quickly. Descending from Hollins Cross was a tricky descent and on training runs I've stacked it once or twice on this path so I kept it calm. However part the way down the Irish chap from the Lincoln Spires & Steeples marathon came past me! I had a quick chat with him but it was clear he was still strong and he quickly pulled away.

Checkpoint 6 to Bushy Heath Farm - 148786 - 23.1 miles in
Castleton, situated in the bottom of a valley, so that would mean more climbing! Cavedale is a beautiful climb, but it is tough. I was very tired by the time I got to the top of Cavedale and I was breathing heavily, so my heart sank as the footpath in the direction of Bushy Heath farm went up another hill. A small group of chaps kept leap frogging me due to me dropping to fast walking, but after a few minutes ahead I'd catch them up as one of them was suffering from cramps and had to keep stopping, his mates were clearly too eager and in his troubled state this chap couldn't keep up. It was good to get to Bushy Heath farm but I'll admit to feeling in a bad state with some concern about completion at this point. Looking back, it was probably the near 4.5 miles of constant climbing, but at the time I didn't put two and two together.

Checkpoint 7 to Tideswell Dale - 153743 - 26.2 miles in
What goes up, must come down as a wallpaper advert from long ago said, and so this stage was a long downhill! It would have been a real shame to waste a long downhill on the road walking, so I started jogging. Amazingly I started to feel better the longer this stage went on. I'd never been to Tideswell before and it turns out that it is a really beautiful village, definitely somewhere I'd like to go for a pub lunch sometime. Reaching Tideswell Dale picnic area checkpoint was great, but I quickly pushed on.

Checkpoint 8 to Upper Dale - 178719 - 29.2 miles in
This stage was mostly flat and followed a valley. I had a brief chat with a chap who turned out to be a triathlete on his first ultra who was doing really well, so well in fact that it was obvious he was feeling stronger then me and so I told him to push on. The scenery was very special along the Monsal Trail and as we entered Miller Dale I stopped to ask for directions off some friendly hikers, and back on the correct trail I headed up some stairs onto the disused railway and then the next checkpoint.

Checkpoint 9 to High Low - 158685 - 32.2 miles in
With approximately 10 miles to go I was feeling positive. My back was hurting less my legs felt tired but alright. A marshall directed me down a steep set of stairs by the by the railway viaduct and onto a grassy plain that ran by the river eventually crossing the road that led to a long climb up Deep Dale (or Deep Dale 1 as a lady who was running with me at this point called it). I was tiring by this point and and the long climb on uneven terrain made it worse. During this most unwelcome climb, I was talking to a chap who had completed the Lakeland 100 (that's 100 miles in the Lake District folks!) and it was fascinating to hear his experience. I was glad to eventually reach the top and the next checkpoint


Checkpoint 10 to King Sterndale - 093717 - 37.2 miles in
A long flat road made up most of the route to the next checkpoint. This became very hard on my knees and I was reduced to walking for a half of it. With the next checkpoint in sight the ground suddenly fell away to reveal a really steep valley in the form of Deep Dale 2 (a different Deep Dale) that I had to cross. The really sharp climb even had a race photographer on, and the cheeky chappy started laughing as he caught me up on down hill carrying his big camera... his smile disappeared on the sharp uphill though :)


Checkpoint 11 to Finish - 053726 - 40 miles
This was a short stretch, and a lonely one. I didn't see a single competitor on this section as I jogged / walked along. I decided to keep what pace I could up as I didn't want any more people overtaking me this close to the finish. Running up the final straight at Buxton Community School I was cheered on by the Stockport Harriers from the early points in the race. It was a huge relief to cross the finish line as by this point everything was hurting! My watch said I crossed the finish line in 8:21:28 rather then the official time.

I really enjoyed this race overall, and was over the moon with my performance. My training had been less than was needed really for a race of this distance, and I think the main reason I got away with it has been my prolonged period of high mileage over the last year and a half. The race organisation was superb so a huge thank you to them. The food I ate provided by them on my way round probably cost the race entry fee! :)

Cheers

Andy

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

2009 - Cracken Edge FR

Hi Folks,

Well continuing my summer mythical themed races I entered the Cracken Edge Fell Race set near Hayfield over the Cracken Edge/Chinly Churn cliffs. At 7 miles long and 1450 feet of climbing its a class BM fell race so no walk in the park. Conditions were reasonably hot and sunny, but wet underfoot in places from recent rain. Quick results below:
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Position Time
63 out of 229 55:59
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This races follows a figure of 8 round Cracken Edge with a fair amount of climb. I set near the front tried to keep it easy to begin with as Chinley Churn is on the Bullock Smithy and I know the climb is a long one. I hadn't expected this first climb though as it was a real steep one and I was very glad when it eventually flattened out.

There was a bit of queue at a really tall stile which was a bit of a shame, but the nature of the beast I guess. The running was fairly tough underfoot, with uneven trails with puddles, mud patches and rocks. Fell running takes it toll on you far quicker then running on the road and it still surprises me how tough the downhills are due the uneven terrain. I'd like to think my balance is pretty good from a childhood spent playing down the valley and climbing trees, but to see one of the top fell runners come flying past you on the downhill, their feet barely touching the ground, with the balance of something akin to a gymnast is a sight to behold.
As I past the bottom of the figure of 8 with half way to go the body was not in the best of states. The warning lights were flashing and as we started the climb to Chinley Churn I was slowing. A friendly fell runner from behind offered me some words of encouragement and I adopted the Fell Running climbing walk technique using the hands on the knees to get additional distance whilst using the arms to ease some of the work on the legs and this served me well as I caught up with a couple of people who were jogging by the top of the climb.

Going down the hill was great! This slope was a gentle wide open soft grassed one and the speed I got up to was phenominal, with very little to worry about, and the slope in my favour I was flying. I was hoping to lose the fell runner behind me as this was road runner territory really, but he never slipped to far behind me, then came a difficult path strewn with rocks, puddles and tufts of grass. My ankles were tired and my speed was slowing because of this, and then came the descent from hell! This was a really steep slope, with rocks and tree ruts jutting out all over the place with very narrow footholds. I was reduced to a slightly hurried cautious walking speed, and it was here I was taught how much fell running skill I'm yet to learn as the chap behind me flew past me somehow, shortly followed by another. There sense of balance was incredible.
A wide path followed and then I could see the finish line, with a super steep, but wide open moorland finish. I through caution to the wind and flew down it and just pipped one of the other fell runners to the finish.

This was a tough race, and I was really pleased with my performance, and best of all it was a fundraising race for the Kinder Mountain Rescue. Thanks very much to the organisers, they did a great job. Maybe next year I should enter the Hayfield championships and see how I do in the league!
Cheers
Andy

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

2009 - The Wizard 5

Hi folks,

Well I've had complaints about the lack of updates so hopefully this race report will help :) The Wizard 5 is a 5 mile multi terrain event (road, trail, and off road) set near the village of Alderley Edge. Brief results below:

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Position Time
14th out of 107 33:22
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So a few weeks back Rob of Bramhall parkrun race director fame thrust a flyer in my hand for a race, and as I read it the name captured my attention! I'm a bit of a sucker for the King Arthur and Lord of the Rings wizard stories and so I wondered why this race was called "The Wizard", well Rob answered, "It starts at The Wizard restaurant in Alderley Edge"... an answer, but it didn't really help me! Anyway, a little digging reveals that legend has it that Merlin has been spotted in the wood that this race is now set in. So with the small chance of meeting Merlin, I eagerly turned up at the start line ready to go.

It turned out that Wednesday was a shocking day for weather with really unusual heavy downpours for this time of year... very unusual, almost as if there was some other power at work in nature ;) This left me in the unusual position of having to ponder a concern that troubles many women every weekend... what shoes do I wear? On one hand I had my Asics Trabuco's which would normally be perfect (fast, medium grip) for a course like this, but perhaps the extra mud in some sections may be to much for even their trail grip, or I had my 4x4 style shoes, the Innovate Roclites (slow, but great grip), but that extra grip would be wasted on the road section and maybe slow me down slightly... decisions, decisions, I chose the Trabuco, as the Dr Pepper slogan goes, "What's the worst that could happen?"


At the start line there were plenty of club runners, including a few friendly faces from Wilmslow Running club and Bramhall parkrun. It had stopped raining for the couple of hours leading up to this and I was good to go, the whistle sounded and off we went! The first part was a small loop round mainly very good paths. I was trying not to set off to quick, but with it being a 5 mile course speed was the name of the game and I was pleased to say I was towards the front! As we left the small loop we encountered the first of what would be many stiles. Now stiles are tricky enough to get over in races (a few brave souls do a kind of hurdle!), but these stiles where all went and slippery, and so not wanting to give any bored local wizards any entertainment I was a little cautious on them. Around the 2km mark it became obvious the rain had left its mark on the course as the farmers field was a mud bath! Running certainly became hard and there was a fair amount sliding!


The 5km mark came and I found myself in a little forest with Nathan from the Bramhall parkrun behind me. Running down a short steep muddy slope I saw a small old wooden bridge and as I put my first foot onto the bridge it suddenly felt like I was walking on ice and my foot flew out from under me and I landed with a bang on my knees. I got up feeling a bit of a prat and ploughed on, but I got four steps before I realised I had taken a bit of damage from that fall and couldn't really run that well. I hobbled over to the edge of the path so that other runners could pass me. Over the next kilometre I started to recover and slowly caught back up with Nathan again not daring to look at my knees to see what state they were in. The graph though shows the impact the fall had on my pace.


By the time the finish line came into view I didn't really have anything left in the tank to give. The knees were in pain, and the lungs where already taking in as much air as they could, and so I had to let Nathan go as he passed me on the sprint finish. On crossing the finish line though a pack of three Cadbury's Cream Eggs where thrust into my hands and the spirit quickly lifted again! I was really pleased to have finished despite the fall, and a kind man from the St John Ambulance came over and sorted my knees out which was thankfully just bad cuts and grazes. Here's a photo of what they looked like after they'd been treated!


Anyway, a big thanks to the Malcolm Fowler and the volunteers for organising the race which raised over £400 for 'The Together Trust' and especially to the St John's Ambulance for looking after my knee... now where did I leave that final cream egg? :)

Cheers

Andy

Saturday, July 25, 2009

parkrun 5k Time Trial Results

As the parkrun 5Ks TT are so frequent, this post will list all future results. Unless otherwise stated the results are for Bramhall parkrun.

Date Time Position Age Grade%
25/07/09 19:16 12th out of 213 66.96%
11/07/09 18:52 17th out of 260 68.37%
04/07/09 18:40 9th out of 238 69.11% - PB time
27/06/09 18:47 4th out of 54 68.68% - Heaton
20/06/09 18:54 2nd out of 32 68.25% - Heaton
30/05/09 19:37 17th out of 229 65.76%
09/05/09 19:47 7th out of 308 65.12%
25/04/09 18:56 9th out of 276 68.13%
18/04/09 18:48 10th out of 292 68.62%
11/04/09 19:28 11th out of 204 66.27&
21/03/09 18:48 11th out of 265 68.62%
07/02/09 19:13 2nd out of 109 67.13% - PB position
31/01/09 20:59 27th out of 164 61.48%
03/01/09 18:56 9th out of 133 68.13%
27/12/08 19:00 4th out of 82 67.89%
20/12/08 18:56 7th out of 170 68.13%
13/12/08 19:43 8th out of 83 65.43%
29/11/08 19:15 7th out of 105 67.01%
22/11/08 18:55 10th out of 134 68.19%
04/10/08 19:23 6th out of 159 66.55%
09/08/08 19:48 14th out of 104 65.15%
28/06/08 19:48 10th out of 104 65.15%
07/06/08 19:16 10th out of 116 66.95%
10/05/08 19:58 6th out of 112 64.61%
26/04/08 20:02 9th out of 87 64.39%
19/04/08 20:27 8th out of 89 63.08%

Cheers

Andy

Sunday, May 17, 2009

2009 Great Manchester Run Special

Hi,

Well the annual Great Manchester Run has come round again quickly! It's amazing to think how quickly a year flies by and I couldn't help but think of the Andy of 2008 who'd run a marathon the day before and then got up super early for a visit to the airport where transport troubles made it look a little dodgy as to if I'd even make it! Well this years build up was much more suitable and I'd set myself the target of a sub-40 10K whilst also agreeing to then sneak into the final pink wave and run round in the Stockport County Fide the bear mascot suit! Anyway, quick results below, and Great Run pics here

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As me, as Fide the bear
Overall Position Age Group position Time Age Grade% 5K time
140 out of 26936 108 out of 14610 38:06 70.5% 18:04

20426 out of 26936 ------- 1:07:41 39.7% 36:10
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Fresh from my Marathon des Sables endurance challenge I fancied going back to the beginning of my running career... a 10K. The Great Manchester run was the first race I signed up for and this would be my 5th time (and due to ever increasing cost of this event, probably my last). I got there in plenty of time and a quick change into race gear at the Red Cross charity stand I donned for the first time my Stockport Harriers running vest! I got to the start line and finally found out what the mysterious 'A' was for on my race number, as I was allowed to enter a special 'A' pen right behind the elite runners and with space to warm up in, it was brilliant!

By the time we were ready to go it turned out that probably the greatest distance runner of all time, Haile Gebreselassie, was just 6 rows in front of me, touching distance of a living legend! How could I not feel inspired in the circumstances?

The gun went and off I shot. Each kilometer had to be under 4 minutes for me to meet my target and this would be a tough order for me. I finished the first K in a time of 3:06 and realised I was going way to quick, and tried to take my foot off the pedal before I did to much damage.

As I approached Old Trafford I felt strong, but I knew I'd be in trouble as my splits had been incredible up to this point and I was ahead of a fellow Stockport Harrier I knew to be stronger then me. The atmosphere was just to intoxicating though and so even though I tried to ease off, I didn't really. The crowd were great, and with my running vest on I was getting the odd shout of "COME ON STOCKPORT!" from spectators!

By the 5K mark it was now obvious I was going too quick as I'd set a new 5K PB of 18:04 and I still had 5K to go! Now the difficult patch started and by 7K my split was over the 4 minute barrier. The winds were strong in this part of the course and really slowed me down and it wasn't until the final K I managed to pick the pace up the pace.


Coming onto Deansgate I was running on empty but a shout of "Go Andy" just made itself heard (which I later found out was Tim from work). There wasn't much of a sprint in my legs which felt as if they were on fire by now, but I kept it together long enough until I crossed the finish line in a new PB of 38:06, but there was no time to rest, and off the Charity Village I went.


A quick pit stop which would have made the McClaren F1 team proud meant that i was refuelled and back out making my way to the start in double quick time. I got into the Pink wave just as they were brought to the start line, the gun went and now the hard work began. I was keeping it easy to begin with as Fide dur to the fur suit really being an oven. Fellow pink wave runners went past me in there droves and I really felt like I was only walking, but I kept the faith with my pace knowing that consistency is key, not a fast section. Again there was the odd shout of "Stockport!" from the crowd, only this time I couldn't see the person due to Fide's head.

I did manage to scare Ali at the Red Cross cheering point by running up to him and hugging him. I'm still not sure if he realised it was me in the suit, which made it all the funnier! As I approached Old Trafford I bumped into a cousin of mine as I saw Christie Bear cheering from the side lines and another hug ensued! By the 5K mark my time was 36:10 and I felt a little sad that I wouldn't be able to do John and Mini proud and get Fide round quicker then Sharky (there's a bit of rivalry between Sale Sharks and Stockport County who share the same ground). Still there was 5K to go, and I'd overcome tougher challenges and so I decided to give it everything I had.
The windy section near Salford Quays was a nightmare with the giant head of Fide which acting as a sail, it was like having some annoying person constantly pulling your head back! My neck was weary by the end of this section but the long straight into Manchester was all that was left, and so off I went. By now many of my fellow pink wavers who'd given it there all were exhausted, and I felt a little bad overtaking them in Fide knowing how much of a blow that can be from my London Marathon exploits where the same happened to me. At 9K however the time was 1:01:56 and there was a chance of a new mascot PB so I threw caution to the wind and went for it, hoping that I'd reach the finish line before I overheated!

The final sprint must have been hillarious to see with Fide's head bouncing around all over the place. I was exstatic to cross the line with a new Mascot PB of 1:07:41! Looking back at the graph below though I have to say there is no way I'd have carried on at this speed if I'd known my heart rate was over 200 bpm... not advisable in the slightest!


A huge thanks to Laura and Jo of the Red Cross and of course Stockport County for lending me the suit. Stockport County had even been so kind as to dry clean the suit first! It goes without saying another big thanks to all the spectators and the organisers who put on a great event as usual. I'll try and get some pics up in due course.

Cheers

Andy

Sunday, April 05, 2009

Marathon des Sables 2009

Hi Folks,

This page has been a while coming, its primarily to link all the MdS blogs together so here goes.

Overall results
Position Time Average speed
632 out of 770 46H29:38 4.35

And now... well its a while since I finished the Marathon des Sables and I miss the great time and new friends I made out there. The atmosphere was incredible, and no problem seemed to big. Everyone of all nations seemed to get along, and it really was an incredible bonding experience. Another adventure is needed, another desert race, or perhaps an ironman? Who knows, for now I'll stay content with the High Peak 40 and the 3 Peaks challenge.

Cheers

Andy

Friday, April 03, 2009

MdS - Day 6 - A marathon to remember

Hi,

Stage 4 - Aferdou Nsooualhine to Mekta Sfa: 42.2km

Quick results
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Position Time
659 out of 771 08:16:17
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Well after a little rest on Day 5 after finishing the long day at 09:30 there was now just 26.2 miles seperating Dave and I from the finish line. We all lined up battered, blistered, patched to high heaven and body condition wise we must have been one of the worst looking fields assembled on a marathon start line, and for the first time in my running career I realised I had no fear of the marathon distance, repect yes, but not fear.

Dave's condition had taken a turn for the worse and whilst his spirits were high his bowels had decided that it would be a hard fight for him to the finish line. Dave and I started as usual with a consistent stroll at the back. As the race continued his emergency stops got ,ore frequent and unpredictable, but nothing could dampen his spirits.

This years Marathon stage route ironically seemed to sum up the whole event. There was a tall rocky hill to clinb, lots of sand dunes, and the special signaturue of the MdS 2009, a river ford to cross. The river really distroyed all those carefully placed plasters and so I sat down and tore mine off.

As we approached the finish line we desecended a rocky slope and Dave descided there should be a full on sprint finish as is his usual signature finish, and so with some final words to one another Dave and I went full pelt, and in a blur we legged it over the finish line to the surprise of the spectators as our pqrt of the field was the walking wounded section!

We have our finishers medals now and are quite happily stuffing our faces with lovely desserts in the hotel. Dave is on the mend, and I'm left with a feeling of what next? :)

Thanks for all the messages, they really meant a lot.

Cheers

Andy