The effort and attainment in the Snowdonia Marathon perked me up somewhat with the confirmation that I could at least not forfeit the entry fee and pre-booked hotel by turning up in Talybont and cracking out 1 lap of this wonderful course. The next couple of weeks training, including a couple of reasonably big hitters confirmed this belief so I set my stall out for 1 lap plus a bit further down the canal bank to make up marathon distance..
This was the plan until only last week when inspiration beat me around the head as described in my previous post. I knew that I'd manage the one lap OK and I decided that I knew enough about the course to be able to mentally steer myself around the second and complete the full distance. If it took me the whole 15 hours to complete the course then so be it. At least I would still make it to the quiz!!
As it transpired, I crossed the finish line a whole hour faster than last year with an 800mtr sprint finish that Mo Farah himself would have been proud of and one which gained me 4 places on the finishers list.
The 10hrs 30mins was not without incident, nor did I finish unscathed. Quite early in the day, I bemoaned the lack of portaloos. I won't go into the gory details but there was an unplanned comfort break involving a handful or 3 of leaves. The improvisation worked well enough but contributed to some uncomfortable chafing which started around the 20 mile mark. I was also having a bit of trouble with something rubbing my back, which again caused some uncomfortable chafing.
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| Nice arse, sore back! |
By the time I passed The Gap for the second time, I knew that 10 and a half was definitely on and pushed on with increased vigour. That vigour sharply stopped on reaching tarmac with a stabbing pain in my anterior tibialis ligament (lower shin) Again, a good dose of MTFU helped me to run in patches but occasionally it would bring me to an abrupt halt. On reaching the canal bank for the last 2 and a bit miles, the pain subsided enough for me to get back into the rhythm. And with the aforementioned power finish 10hrs 30m was hot almost bang on (by my watch anyway).
Other things probably helped throughout the day - consistent food and liquid intake, including Nuun tablets, fantastic weather for the time of year, marvellous scenery, knowledge of the course and a decent playlist of tunes on my phone. Above all though, I believe I was mentally prepared and it is this that I will take forward to future events, most notably the G2G next year and, if I can plan it and Martin and his team will have me, the 6633 Ultra in 2015.
Ah, yes the marvellous scenery. Here's a brief interlude of pics
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| The falsest of false horizons |
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| Who needs to go abroad? |
Due to the early finish I not only made it to the quiz (well by question 3 anyway) but managed to fit a nice long bath and decent power nap in beforehand. A couple of points on the quiz for Martin if he's reading this:
- Gareth Bale signed for Real Madrid not Barcelona so technically the answer to that question was £0
- Can you repeat Q13?
In closing this post I have to admit that I had pretty much made my mind up to do nothing now until after Christmas but I'm so chuffed with myself that it would be criminal not to ride the crest of this wave and push in and improve my performance. I know that my time didn't set the world on fire as everyone I spoke to after seemed to have finished about 2 hours before me but, with all the setbacks beforehand, I think I've reasons to be optimistic, especially if my lovely lady keeps up her level of support.
Here's to 2014





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