John Hurley wrote:
> Greetings wreck runners! Please tell us about your training week and
> goals.
An easy week this week.
Mon DNR
Tue DNR
Wed DNR
Thur DNR
Fri DNR
Sat Cateran trail 55 mile ultra.
After my two ultra runs last weekend I had planned to go out for a spin on
my bike but the weather never materialised (I am a shameless fair weather
biker) but I reckoned if I was going to run three ultras in 8 days "too much
rest" wasn't a problem. ;-)
After a week of poor weather and pretty gloomy looking skies on the way up
to the Spittal of Glenshee on the Friday evening, Saturday turned out to be
a perfect running weather day. Cool, a bit of sunshine but not too much and
no wind to speak of. Couldn't have asked for better!
The route was entirely new and unknown to me and I had no expectations other
than to avoid injury and enjoy the run.
The route has some great views and although my legs weren't exactly brimming
with energy, they didn't feel too bad at all. The first 6 miles were rather
boggy but then we alteranted between small roads, narrow paths and farm
tracks until about 13 miles where I met my wife at the checkpoint. I've had
issues with a niggly groin pain for a few months which I thought might be a
hernia at one point but that's looking less likely now. Anyhow, the pain
was getting worse and was making pushing off with my right leg (particularly
going up hills) painful. I told my wife that if it didn't improve I was
probably going to retire as I didn't see much point in carrying on if the
pain was going to continue. I resolved however to continue to the Den of
Alyth, the next checkpoint at 25 miles before making a decision and
thankfully, after about 20 miles the pain just seemed to fade away.
By now I had paired up with another runner (something I tend not to do when
I have my "racing head" on) and perhaps chatting with him helped to distract
me but I was now really enjoying the run and checkpoints seem to come and go
without any marked increase in fatigue. Indeed, we were now picking off
slower runners which was a great boost to our morale.
About 35 miles in I managed to fall whilst crossing a hillside bog and
managed to land heavily on my chest with my fist between my chest and the
ground. Whilst the ground was soft the effect of having my fist there was
to concentrate the forces nicely and I heard the tell tale "crunch" of a rib
cracking as I hit the ground. The pain was a bit of a giveaway too. ;-).
Still, no time to lie around and having decided that I hadn't punctured a
lung or anything I was soon moving again and hadn't lost any places, indeed
we carried on passing other runners. We continued to run together right
until the last mile where the course drops from the top of a pass to give
you a continuous 1 mile downhill run in to the finish.
This has got to be one of the best race finishes around and we were in full
"no holds barred" racing mode hammering down the hill to the sound of cheers
from the spectators at the finish line. I just pipped my companion over the
last few yards but I happy to see that we've been accorded the same time
(11:35). Seems fair somehow considering how much having his company had
helped me. That placed me *just* the wrong side of halfway down the field
(grrr!) 28th out of 54 finishers but given that there were 11 DNFs I don't
feel too bad. ;-)
I booked myself a visit to my physio on the Monday only to find that there's
not a hint of pain now and all my hip, leg and abdominal muscles check out
fine. He suggested that I've possibly mobilised a bit of scar tissue and
have now "freed up" whatever was causing the pain which is good news.
Now I have about just over 4 weeks before my big race (the full 95 mile West
Highland Way race) and I plan to cycle this week before returning to any
running. Time for another ultra or two first though maybe. ;-)
Tim