I’m going to the world champs!

I won’t be running, I am not doing any running worth writing about at the moment.

Our daughter Antonia has been selected to represent New Zealand at the World 24 Hour Running Championships, to be held in Holland on May 11/12.

Yes, you read that correctly. 24 hours.

It has been described as a bunch of crazy people running in circles for 24 hours to see who is the craziest.

I have managed to convince Antonia that I would be good to have on her support crew for the event. She might regret that.

Is it sad that I am excited at the thought of spending 24 hours watching people run around a park?

You can follow Antonia’s build up to the world champs at her blog :

http://petitefeetrunaway.blogspot.co.uk/

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Ultra Tales

If you enjoy reading about ultra marathon experiences (and why else are you reading this blog) , have a look at the Ultra Tales e-zine, available for download from either of these sources –

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It has a collection of race reports and articles, mostly from the UK.

If you have read my full blog you may not need to read my article on page 63. Having said that, I wrote the article specifically for the e-zine, so it flows a lot better than the disjointed live updates and daily reports on this blog.

The rest of the e-zine is well worth reading for anyone even remotely interested in ultra-marathon running.

Day 5 – The Final Session

Well, it’s all over, and it feels great.

Today’s course was Antonia’s fault. She is going to have a crack at a 24 hour track race in London later this year, and she thought ti would be good for me to set a time so that she can smash it.

50.4 km, 5:53:49

Splits

10k      1:10:55

20k      1:09:20

30k      1:11:29

40k      1:10:10

50k      1:09:35

The GPS tells me that 50km arrived in 5:51:32. That’s your target Antonia.

Here’s the GPS log of today’s course – not very interesting viewing 🙂

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The huge benefit of this run is that it was easy for friends to support me.

Ann was going to get me underway and then get on with her day. As it turned out one thing led to another and she stayed all day. I am extremely grateful for her help and support for today, and the previous 4 days.

Dennis & Ruth spent an hour or so in the morning, and Dennis walked a rest lap with me. They came back for the last few hours as well, which was great.

The big surprise was when my parents, Alex & Doreen walked in during the afternoon, having come up from Hokitika to see me finish my madness. Ann apparently knew about this and kept it from me – something we might have to discuss later.

Greg was also there early, and walked my first rest lap with me. He eventually made 4 visits, including one to drop off a banner that he had made for me.

Joanna brought her own chair and some work to do, then got a Mexican wave going – this initially looked odd as she was the only person there at the time, but it was still impressive, and got even better as others arrived and joined in.

Jo & Ruth (no, the other Ruth) ran 10k with me. I don’t think that they intended to run that far, but we were having a good old gossip, and I think they could see that I needed the company about that time.

Viv brought me a delightful balloon, and cheered me through several laps.

Phil from Chocolate Velvet and Darren The Irish Coach both took time pout to come and watch the lunatic in action.

And Terry, who I used to run with in the  Trafalgar Harrier days back in the seventies spent several hours there and walked a rest lap.

I’m sorry that I didn’t stop to talk to everyone, I wanted to keep my groove going. It must have been boring for everyone to watch me go around in circles.

The middle part of the day is a bit of a blur, I am sorry if I missed mentioning anyone, you were all fantastic support.

I also got a lot of support messages via text (including 2 fromScotland, thank you Scot and Antonia). I didn’t stop to reply to them during the day, as I wanted to keep moving.

Another advantage of this course is that I didn’t have to carry any gear for the day – I just left all of my stuff on a table at the side of the track. This meant that I didn’t have to carry a backpack or wear a fuel belt, and it felt awesome to be unencumbered. It also meant that I could wear my official “5x50km” event shirt that was sent from theUK. Up until know I had not wanted to wear it in case it got damaged by rubbing against my pack or belt. It is a great shirt to run in, and I will wear it with pride at harrier club events this season.

The final benefit of running on the track is that I could run with my eyes shut when I got tired. I do this quite often, but it does need a reasonably smooth and straight bit of track – which I hadn’t seen for a few days. It was vey relaxing as I got tired to close my eyes by about 80% and just drift along.

I had one final technology issue and couldn’t skype with Olivia inLondon. We were going to run the first few laps together, and it didn’t work. I was a bit disappointed with myself, because if I had tested it at home the night before I could have fixed the problem. Hey, isn’t it amazing that I expected to stand in a paddock in the back of Stoke and video chat for free to someone inLondon!

Instead Olivia gave me a countdown via text, and I was away.

We had beautiful weather all day, a nice crisp early winter day with a cooling breeze later in the afternoon. Perfect running conditions for me, I don’t like the heat.

The day on the track wasn’t as tough mentally or physically as I expected.

I had my GPS set to announce every 2km, and every 4k I changed direction and walked 300-400 metres. This gave me something to focus on and look forward to, and it was only over the last 6 or 7 km that I was starting to wish it was over.

We lost count of laps at about 7 out of a theoretical 120 – “have I done 7 laps now?” “No, only 6” “I thought it was 7…” so we stopped counting, and I just relied on my GPS to tell me how far I had run.

All the usual niggles made their appearance and I struggled a bit from the late twenties to mid thirties. As Antonia says, it was at that point that I “got my plod on” Then things eased up (or I got better at ignoring them) until my calves tightened up over the last 4 km. Wasn’t enough to make me stop though, I just battled on.

I changed shoes at 40k, which I haven’t bothered with before. This made a small improvement (possibly psychological) for a few laps, until I remembered that the “fresh” shoes were the ones that I had run 7 hours in yesterday.

So I just kept going around as the GPS counted up the km, and eventually finished a bit earlier than I had expected. Also earlier than Ian Courtenay expected, he arrived to run the last few laps with me – about 5 minutes after I was done. He did bring some Sprig & Fern IPA with him though, so I forgave him as we had a beer together. Then he had to go for his run.

My recovery drink tonight is Sprig & Fern Porter. I might have an extra glass or two, given that I don’t have to go running tomorrow.

What it is like to finish the epic 5 days? It feels awesome. I am delighted to achieve what was a personal challenge. I will give ita bit more thought and post about it later.

When will I run again? That has yet to be determined. I feel as though I could do a few quiet hours tomorrow, but I don’t feel the motivation. And I have to see a client in the morning. I might have a jog on Sunday, if there is anyone in town. A lot of my usual running mated will be in Christchurch for the half marathon, and I am definitely not running that.