Interview: Béné & Jeep

One of the best parts about volunteering at Cape Wrath Ultra earlier this year was getting to see all the competitors achieving (or even exceeding) their own goals as the event went on. For some it was a solo journey, while for others they buddied up out on the route. One pair that I saw finish every single day together were Jean-Philippe (Jeep) Cornet and Bénédicte Saintier who had come together all the way from France to the North-West of Scotland to take part in CWU. It took a little while after the race, but I managed to have a chat with them, so here it is!

Congratulations again on your CWU finish and thanks for making the time to answer some questions for the Miles Together blog! Let’s start with by finding out how you got into running and how you met?

Béné: I started running 25 years ago when I was an expat in Taiwan. I joined a Hash club and initially I was more interested in the drinking afterwards, but gradually I became a good runner and most importantly I loved it, and started loving every outdoor sports : mountain biking, cross country skiing, etc…

Jeep: I started running at school with cross country then longer races until the half marathon. After a break of 5-6 years to play volleyball, I started triathlon when I entered the Faculty of Sports in Montpellier. I practiced for about 5 years.

I continued to run without competing, and I registered for my first long distance, 70km at the Templier race in Millau in 2008.

Béné: We met during an ultra in the South of France 4 years ago. I noticed this good looking guy at around 45km (he says he’s the one who noticed me), by 70km we were running together, he helped me through a rough patch at 80km, I dropped him at 100km and we reunited at the finish.

It’s a big step up from 100km to an 8-day, 400km race. What led to you signing up for CWU?

Béné: I heard of it on the internet and because I love Scotland and I love sporting events with a story, a meaning, a good route, a journey so it was immediately on my radar and it was obvious this was something I wanted to share with Jeep.

Jeep: This adventure seemed too beautiful to say no. 

I hope it lived up to your expectations! Did you always plan to run 100% of the race together? Did it work well or were their times you would have preferred to separate?

Béné and Jeep: We weren’t always sure beforehand and changed our minds several times. However, after the first day it was obvious that we wanted to stay together and part of why we came to Scotland was to share the trail and the landscapes.

It worked really well mainly because our aim was to enjoy and finish more than real competition (at home we usually separate after 10min from the start and meet again at the end!). But we love running together and we did most of our training together.

It certainly is an awesome trail. What were some of your highlights from the race?

Béné and Jeep: Getting to the top of the last climb on day 6 and seeing where we’d come from. The light, the view, the company were just perfect at this moment.

The camps, our tent mates (tent 7 rocks!), unlimited chips, the amazing volunteers and especially the welcome at the end of each day, showers with a different view every day (yes, we enjoyed washing in lochs and rivers every nights!) and the weather (I know, we were so lucky).

Most importantly, the landscapes every day were beyond amazing.

We were super happy to get the lighthouse but we loved the journey more and we would have liked it longer (even if at the time we were sore everywhere).

Nice to hear you enjoyed the welcome back to camp 😃 I’m sure it wasn’t all highs, though! What were your worst moments and how did you get through them together?

Béné and Jeep: There wasn’t really any difficult moments except times where we were tired and it was a bit long. But we go through these times by just getting stuck in until it passes. 

The worst moment was the bad weather on the headland between Glencoul and Glendhu on day 7. We were both digging in hard. We were cold and progressing very slowly. But then it stopped raining, and things looked up (like they always do)!

Good old fashioned positivity and hard work got you through then. Any advice for other people taking part (either solo or together) in future? What did you learn from the race?

Béné and Jeep: Learn to run off trails and if possible in bogs. Prepare your body for shin splint. I think 80% of camp was rocking K tape on the shins!

Jeep: I learned a new life philosophy – to always go and see what there is after (pain, doubt, joy, night, hunger, etc….). Thanks to Laurent, our tent mate, for this outlook on life.

Béné: I learned that I was strong and that this impossible race was actually totally doable with good training.

Amazing what you can do together! Now it’s a couple of months since you left Cape Wrath. How did your recovery go and what have you got planned next?

Jeep: We were tired for a couple of weeks afterwards but a couple of months later did a 178km race in the Alps with 11,000m vertical climbing. It went well (especially for Béné who completed it in under 45hours).

Béné: However, we also planned to be volunteers on races. After the care we received from the amazing team we decided it was time to give back. So, this winter we’ll be volunteering! We hope to be volunteers at the CWU one day (Jeep says he’s going to learn English).

That’s a great idea, you’ll love it. And your English is just fine Jeep 👍

We hope you enjoyed meeting Béné and Jeep – maybe it will inspire you to take on a challenge of your own! In the mean time, keep enjoying more Miles Together 👋

Volunteering at Cape Wrath Ultra 2023

The Cape Wrath Ultra is an epic 250 mile, 8 day stage race organised by Ourea Events that follows the Cape Wrath Trail Starting from Fort William right up the West Coast of Scotland to finish at the lighthouse on mainland Scotland’s most North-westerly point – Cape Wrath! This year there were roughly 180 competitors taking on the challenge, and I was one of 80 or so event team members supporting them along the way. The event team is made up of Ourea staff, specialist contractors (medica, timing, plumbing & electrics, marquees…) and many, many volunteers!

While the 10 day commitment is not to be taken lightly (thanks Julie 😍), a week or more camping, working and hanging out in great surroundings with a bunch of like-minded people – what’s not too like?

Putting on an event of this scale is a major feat of logistics, and the Ourea team are a well-oiled machine. Volunteers are assigned to a team for the week and I was part of the Start/finish team. A typical day for us would involve setting up for the start (7-9am), making sure each runner had their GPS tracker and sending them on their way. As soon as the last runners were out, we’d pack down the start funnel and gantry, pack all out kit into a van and head to to the next camp to set it all up again for the finish! Usually we had plenty of time but on one particularly short day with a relatively long drive between camps we were ready only ~15 mins before the first finishers arrived. We’d then welcome each runner back in, take their trackers back and let them head off to prepare for the next day! The course closed at 10pm but most days almost all the runners were back in with an hour or more to spare. In between times, we would help the camp team with packing everything else away, and erecting the 20+ 8-sleeper blue tents that the competitors used. We had morning and evening shifts which meant there was a chance each day to get off site for a short run, although I must admit I was there at course opening and closure every day 🙈

Some highlights from the week:

  • On day 2, we had late drama as three runners were still out on course as the 10pm deadline loomed. The first one rounded the last headland (about 1km out) with less than 10 mins on the clock. Sprinting it in, he made it with 58 seconds to spare! Sadly the other two failed to make the cutoff.
  • On day 5, the last runner on the course (Agamemnon a.k.a. The King) made a wrong turn a couple of miles from the finish and came down the wrong side of the hill. He managed to get within 250m of the camp, but on the far side of a burn and deer fence. We all watched as he proceed to double-back and re-climb the hill, adding nearly 1000ft and a couple of miles to his route. Race control deemed no action was required as he had “self-penalised” 🤣 For the rest of the week he was the butt of (good-natured) navigational jokes.
  • The weather was great pretty much all week, light overcast and some sun and a little breeze – perfect for running and camping. Only on the morning of day 7 did we finally get a little taste of Scottish Spring, with driving winds and horizontal rain. The midges weren’t too bad, even in Torridon!
  • The camp locations are stunning. My favourite was Inverewe (Camp 4), where we had stunning sunshine and a lovely site overlooked by Beinn Eighe. I even managed a little swim in the river… very nice after most of a week without a shower! Glenfinnan and Kinloch Hourn were also special places.
  • On the final day, the finish line is at the Cape Wrath lighthouse, but from there everyone needs to be shuttled 12 miles down a dirt track, across a the loch via a short boat ride and walk to the final camp in Keoldale, near Durness. Only a small ground of event team get to go to the actual finish line and I was one of the lucky ones. It was an absolute privilege to be there to welcome the competitors to the end of their epic journey and share cheers, hugs and tears as they crossed the line.
  • I couldn’t have asked for a better bunch of people to work with on the start/finish team! Inspired by the late, great Tina Turner you guys were “simply the best”. Simply the loudest too – as I believe our finish line whooping was heard more than a mile from camp 🙉

If you want to find out more about what happened in the race itself, there is a great daily blog from Ourea. All I would add is that volunteering was an absolutely fantastic experience, and I totally recommend it to anyone – you will not regret it! I made some great new friends and really feel like part of the CWU community. Looking forward to seeing many of you again next year, when I will be back – as a competitor 😁

Thames Ring 250

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The Thames Ring 250 is organised by Challenge Running, with race director Lindley Chambers. It is a 250 mile loop starting and finishing in Goring and made up of stretches of the Thames path, Grand Union Canal and Oxford Canal. I have been preparing for this race since January with nervous anticipation and it was finally time to travel down to Goring for the race start. I left home at 5am on the Tuesday and 3 coaches and a train later I arrived in Goring at about 7pm. I checked in to the Miller of Mansfield pub where I was staying and immediately met a couple of guys that were also racing! A lot of the runners were meeting for a meal at another of the local pubs but I had decided against joining them as I felt it would make me more nervous and then make it harder to sleep. Instead I went for a quick mile leg stretch along the Thames before heading to the local chippy for sausage and chips. I then headed straight to my room to get my kit sorted for the morning before a relatively early night. Race registration (and the pub breakfast) didn’t start until 8am so I set my alarm for 7am. I actually managed a good nights sleep until I woke at 3am and then I dozed after that. All in all it wasn’t a bad pre-race nights sleep.

When I headed down to breakfast at 8am there were already a couple of runners there and more soon arrived. In total there was just over a dozen of us! A full cooked breakfast and plenty of tea went down a treat and I then went and sorted my bags before heading to race registration just across the bridge at the Morrell Room. Registration was really well organised and I soon had my kit checked and a tag added to my drop bag. I collected my hoody and race number and had my tracker attached to my race vest (I then had to get this moved as it felt really uncomfortable)! I was all sorted by 9am and then had a long hour of waiting around. I had a quick chat with Iain and my eldest and then hung around nervously waiting for the start.

Start – CP1 Hurley Car Park (27 miles)

As we waited for the start I positioned myself at the back determined to not go off too fast! My plan was to walk the first 5 mins and then alternate 5 minutes running / 5 minutes walking for as long as possible. We started at 10am and it was a relief to get going after what felt like a very long wait at the start! I always find it hard not to race others at the start of any race but knew I would be better trying to stick at a steadier pace, which I actually managed. The 5 minutes walking at the start definitely helped as well as being slowed down by a few gates in the first few miles. I did find it hard to settle into a rhythm as even with only 43 starters it felt busy and I felt like I was getting in people’s way with my frequent walk sections! However we all soon spread out, quite a few others were running in pairs or groups but I ran on my own wanting to stick to my walk/run strategy. I know from previous races I tend to run too much or too fast if I start chatting with other runners. It did mean a lot of yo-yoing with others during the first day. We were soon crossing the river at Pangbourne and then heading on to a section where you come away from the river, over the railway and pass through Purley-on-Thames. Navigation was straight forward using the GPX file on my watch. I had been nervous about navigating the road/town sections beforehand but soon got into the swing of it once we were on our way. After crossing back over the railway we then followed the Thames all the way to Reading. I was looking forward to the next section as it was the only section I had previously run (in reverse) during KACR last year. Everything was feeling good, I was eating and drinking almost every walk break and my pacing was what I had expected. All good so far!

From Reading you follow the Thames until reaching Sonning where you cross the Thames on the road bridge. It was here that Iain (as my crew) came to my rescue on KACR as I had my biggest wobble of the race! Chocolate had solved the problem on that occasion! This time I was feeling good and happy to just be trotting along to CP1. There were still a few other runners around and as we turned away from the river just before Shiplake I was able to show them the correct way to go. It was nice to have a short chat with other runners but then they stopped at the shop in Shiplake and I headed on over the level crossing and back towards the Thames. There was a short diversion to avoid a damaged foot bridge and then I was at Henley. It always feels strange running through busy towns with everyone just going about their business but I had soon crossed over the river and was again heading along the river path towards the turn away from the river at Aston and the short climb up past the Flower Pot Inn (one of the checkpoints from KACR). I had caught up a couple of other runners but was still sticking to my 5 minutes running / 5 minutes walking and was looking forward to reaching the check point which now didn’t feel too far away! I like this section of river path running and was soon crossing the foot bridge at Hurley. A short run along the island and then across a second footbridge and I was at the check point at roughly 27 miles (28 miles on my watch).

This check point and all of the future check points were fantastically well organised and the volunteers were amazing. My drop bag was always ready for me as was a chair and volunteers were super quick and helpful. There were a couple of runners at the check point when I arrived and a couple came in while I was there. I had always planned for a quick turn around at this first checkpoint and I managed that reasonable well – I didn’t get too comfortable! I had my bottles refilled, topped up on food and gels, emptied my rubbish, had a cup of tea and a banana and was on my way. All in all I was stopped for about 10 minutes.

CP1 – CP2 Chertsey (28 miles)

This next section was where I felt I finally got into a better running rhythm. I didn’t see as many people and just got my head down and got on with it. I had run the route as far as Maidenhead (albeit in reverse) and was looking forward to the public toilets in Cookham! I was sticking to a roughly 12 min/mile pace which I was really pleased with and eating and drinking well. The temperature was great for running and as long as I didn’t think about how far was still to go all was good! Soon after the check point you cross over the Temple bridge and run along the left side of the Thames until Marlow where you weave along some little lanes and alleys before getting back to the river. You stick on this side of the river for quite a while before crossing on a footbridge next to a railway bridge at Bourne End. For anyone that like trains you get to see lots on this race and every time I saw a train it made me smile and think of Iain as he gets so excited when he sees a train on a run! After this you soon reach Cookham and turn away from the river and through the church graveyard. A short road section and then some public toilets in the car park! You then turn down Mill Lane and are soon on a wooded path which takes you back to the river. Navigation was all straight forward and I was feeling more confident following the route on my watch. You run along the road into Maidenhead, cross over the road bridge to continue along the Thames on the far side. I said goodbye to the section of the route I knew and was on to new territory!

I don’t really remember much about this next section to the check point. There were a couple of bridge crossings and short road sections but otherwise river path all the way. Navigation was straight forward and I was just ticking away the miles. I have never run a race with such a long distance between check points and hadn’t appreciated how long it can feel between stops and seeing people. At this point in the race it was OK but it did get harder as the race went on! I had to stop about half an hour before the check point to put my head torch on but otherwise just kept going! As I approached the bridge where the check point was meant to be I saw a sign that said the check point was just up the road in the pub car park so off I trotted! I was still running at the pace I had hoped and aimed for another quick turn around at this check point. I was still feeling good and feet felt fine so wasn’t planning to change socks or shoes just yet.

The check point was another fantastic set up and I was soon munching on a bowl of potatoes and cheese with a cup of tea. Water bottles and food was restocked and I swapped into a long sleeved t-shirt for the night. All the volunteers were lovely and it was great to chat to folk before heading out again. I also changed my skort for a pair of shorts as the waist elastic was slightly too tight and it had been bothering me for quite a few miles. Changed into my trusty Flanci trailblazer shorts and full of food I felt ready to tackle the night! I was about 18 minutes at the check point, slightly longer than I had hoped but with the change of clothes not too bad!

CP2 – CP3 Yiewsley (28 miles)

This was the section I had been most nervous about before the start. It has some quite built up areas and I must admit I was nervous of running them in the dark on my own. My options were to pair up with another runner but that would have meant going slightly faster or slower than I would have liked and with a different run/walk pattern or to just get on and do it. I chose to just get on with it as I assessed that the actual risks are low and I had my tracker and phone with me. It did mean I was slightly on edge all night and very aware of my surroundings! I just prefer running in the countryside on my own at night! In my pre race planning I had hoped to stick at roughly 13 min/mile for this section and I managed this reasonably well sticking to the 5 minutes running / 5 minutes walking plan.

After leaving the check point you follow the river round until you reach Shepperton where you head up the road away from the river. There were 2 points in Shepperton where the GPX and maps differed slightly so I had checked with Lindley before the race and he was happy for us to follow either route. I stuck to the road which I was glad about as there were a large number of teenagers hanging about in the car park which was the first point where the map and GPX varied. Once through Shepperton you cross the bridge to Walton-on-Thames where you follow the river all the way until crossing back over at Hampton Court. This section was slightly confusing as there is more than one path option. They do however all run parallel to each over between the Thames and Hampton Court. Looking at Strava I seemed to have swapped between 2 of the paths and at one point I phoned Iain who told me that people were using both the lower and middle path. Iain was fantastic support through the night and I spoke to him several times for reassurance and a friendly voice! He makes an awesome long distance crew and I would find it a lot harder without him. Just before Kingston bridge I caught up and overtook another runner, annoyingly in this stretch I got distracted and tripped over a tree root, thankfully no harm was done and I jumped back up and on my way. Iain was again amazing and calmed me down!

I don’t remember much of the next section until reaching Richmond which was the next stage I had been worried about. There were several sections through the night where the route went next to quiet roads in woody areas. This did mean I had to run past a few cars of young men, but I just put my head down and kept running and wasn’t bothered by anyone. In Richmond the navigation was actually easier than I had expected and I didn’t have any problems, there were however quite a few youths hanging around which made me on edge even though none of them did anything! I was definitely on hyper alert for this section. My nerves weren’t helped when I turned into Lion wharf Road to find a police car and van pulling over a car – I just kept going! Syon Park was straight forward to head across and seems to be permanently open at the far end now. I was finally on the Grand Union Canal which felt like a huge milestone.

I don’t remember much about this section, I definitely relaxed a lot as I felt the worst of the night was over. This section is easy to navigate and just had one straightforward diversion. The legs were beginning to feel the miles now and I was looking forward to reaching check point 3. I was still only slightly off my plan A pacing which was encouraging (I am always overly optimistic on my plans and have never stuck to one yet!).

I arrived at check point 3 in the early hours of the morning, and looking back was slower than I should have been. The danger of lovely check point volunteers and many hours on my own meant I probably lingered and chatted far longer than I should have. I did check my feet and put on more Sudocrem and I think I changed socks (I can’t 100% remember what I did when)! I enjoyed more tea and baked beans, hot dogs and potatoes (I think) and restocked my water and food. I was having to work at eating on my walk breaks now and wasn’t really enjoying a lot of the food I had with me. However gels were great and I continued to benefit from them for the rest of the race. I think I was about 28 minutes at this check point before I headed on my way.

CP3 – CP4 Berkhampsted (24 miles)

This section had the benefit of being slightly shorter and in daylight, however I tend to find I have a real low in the early morning once it gets light and this was no exception! I felt really tired on this section and because there is little navigation I found it hard to snap out of that tired state. This section is also where you pass 100 miles which felt like another milestone although also brought with it nagging doubts of how was I going to keep going for another 150 miles when I was already this tired! The key with this race is definitely to avoid thinking about the enormity of the task and just focus on the next section. There were lots of positives – I was still running well and managing an OK pace (just over 13 min/miles a lot of the time), nothing was injured (just tired), it was now daylight and I would be seeing my parents and aunt and uncle at check point 5 this afternoon. I can’t remember if I saw any other runners on this section or just at the check point. The path was generally good for running / fast walking. There was one diversion on this section which took you away from the canal and along a busy road but otherwise it was canal all the way. I arrived at CP4 ready for a break and was definitely more faffy than I should have been! Legs and feet were now tired and sitting in a chair was far too nice! My routine was much the same as at other check points and it was nice to get some chat. Henrik was at the check point when I arrived having hurt his knee. He headed out before me as I was still getting sorted with food and drink. I think I also changed shoes at this check point as I figured fresh soles would have more cushioning than the ones I had been pounding for miles and miles. I was just under 30 minutes at the check point in total with 108 miles on my watch.

CP4 – CP5 Milton Keynes (25 miles)

I soon caught up with Henrik who was really struggling with his knee. We walked for a short section and then I started running again. Henrik tried a run but it wasn’t going to happen with his knee so I said a goodbye and headed on. I was unsure if he was going to try and keep going but with a knee that sore and 150 miles to go it seemed unlikely. I was gutted for him as a bashed knee is not a nice way to have to end a race.

So I was on my own again and heading on to Milton Keynes. I was really looking forward to seeing Mum and Dad and my aunt and uncle, but I was also feeling really tired and felt I was slowing down a lot. At some point I swapped to 4 min running / 4 min walking as 5 minutes just felt too long. I decided to try a 15 minute power nap at Milton Keynes to see if that sorted me out for the night ahead. This section of the route is easy running and navigation, looking back at Strava my only slight detour was to head down the Wendover arm of the GUCR! I’m guessing my watch beeped at me and I headed back! For this section I wasn’t really using the map at all and was just relying on the GPX on my watch. As I got more tired Iater into the race I was keeping an eye on bridge numbers on the map as well to minimise mistakes! This was the first section where I really started noticing how long it was between check points and this section did begin to drag. It was hard to keep my mind focussed on the moment and not start thinking of the massive distance still to go!

I arrived at check point 5 about 30 mins behind my A plan which I was very happy with and it was great to see my Mum, Dad, aunt and uncle, they have never seen me mid-race before so I had already warned them I may look awful, be really stiff or just not look very happy. Actually I was feeling good, tired and sore but nothing that wouldn’t be expected at this point in the race. After quick hugs and hellos I soon put them to work refilling bottles, emptying rubbish from my race vest etc (all the glamorous jobs)! I had some food (I can’t remember what) and a cup of tea and then once everything was organised I said my goodbyes and nipped into the little pop up tent to try and get a short nap. I crawled into the tent and soon realised sleeping would be a challenge! My hips and legs were sore on the thin mat so I tossed and turn but didn’t really sleep. I did use the time to rub sore spots in my leg muscles so that when I got up 15 mins later my legs felt loads better.

Looking at Strava I only spent about 30 minutes at the check point so not any longer than the previous one. Annoyingly I forgot to put the elastics back on my gaiters after my little rest and didn’t realise until several miles down the canal path so after that they weren’t doing much good and I took them off at the next check point. The first of many little check point errors!

CP5 – CP6 Nether Heyford (26 miles)

It was now raining and I had put my rain coat on at the check point. This was frustrating as I find I overheat easily when wearing it but the forecast was that it was set in for the night so I was just going to have to get used to it. Another runner had mentioned to me that this next section to Nether Heyford was a tough one so I wasn’t quite sure what to expect but the first few miles were OK and quite runnable. I had arranged to say another hello to my mum, dad, aunt and uncle at the far side of Milton Keynes and I was really looking forward to this. I felt a little bad dragging them out in the rain just to say hello as I ran by but at least it wasn’t in the middle of the night! It was lovely to see them, I was still feeling good and running well, although apprehensive about the night ahead! I tried to stop and have a chat but they weren’t having any of it and sent me on my way! Once past Milton Keynes the path became quite muddy and wet and was harder to keep a good rhythm on. It was requiring concentration to keep from slipping on the path, especially as it was now dark. At some point I stopped and put waterproof trousers on as I was getting cold – this turned into more of a job than I had hoped as even with zips up the back the trousers didn’t fit over my shoes and I had to hop around trying to take shoes of and put them on!. I managed to slip over at one point when looking up to check a bridge number, before I knew what was happening I was sliding along the path in the mud! Thankfully no damage was done and I was soon on my way again!

Bilsworth tunnel was at about 151 miles. The navigation was easy but the climb up from the canal was steep! Somehow steeper than I had expected and once you join Stoke Road although easier underfoot I didn’t enjoy it much as the cars came flying down the road ridiculously fast. It seemed like it took a very long time before I turned off the road and rejoined the canal. The next few miles to the check point were slower, I don’t remember a huge amount about this section of canal but at night in the rain with a slippy, muddy path they took far longer than I would have liked and it was with huge relief I arrived at Nether Heyford ready for some warm food, a short sleep and a change of clothes. This section had taken a lot out of me and I was worried about the 100 miles ahead! For all this sounds like I didn’t enjoy it in some ways running in the rain was really nice and knowing I was heading towards an indoor check point was a huge incentive to keep pushing on! Being in second place overall and first female so early in the race had been a surprise and I wanted to keep giving the race my best however I was now running further than I ever had before and a second night of very little sleep was new to me. I found it very hard not to let the doubts creep in!

Someone had come out of the check point to meet me which I really appreciated in the rain and as the only runner at the check point I was really well looked after. I soon had all my wet kit off drying on radiators and watch and phone charging. A quick change in the toilets and I was ready for food and a cup of tea. I decided to have an hour’s sleep here and was soon up on the stage behind the curtain. It was lovely and warm and dark but unfortunately the hard floor meant I couldn’t really get to sleep and rolled around and fidgeted for most of the hour. I think I dropped off for about 20 minutes in total. I did take the opportunity to rub and stretch some very sore and tight leg muscles which felt good. After an hour I got up finished sorting my bag and had some more food and another cup of tea and was then off on my way. I was at the check point for about 1 hour and 40 mins in total and left knowing it would now be very difficult to get near the female course record but I was still on target for finishing with a good time.

During this race I learnt that I can manage several nights on very little sleep and for me I think 10 mins with my eyes shut stretching out sore and tired muscles is probably the best. I don’t feel that having an hour laying down really added very much and meant that when I left the check point I just felt frustrated that I had wasted an hour. I’m not sure exactly when I left but it was still raining and I had a couple of hours before it got light. I didn’t mind the rain but wasn’t looking forward to swapping onto the Oxford canal which from previous race reports sounded like it was the most difficult terrain of the race!

CP6 – CP7 Fenny Compton (29 miles)

This is the longest section of the race and it felt it (30 miles on my watch with some poor navigation at Braunston)! There are only a couple of points where you need to be careful for navigation, firstly the diversion at the Braunston tunnel. I was tired at this point and spent a long time wandering around trying to find the correct path. In the end I phoned Iain who thanks to the tracker soon had me sorted out! The other point is to make sure you get on to the Oxford canal, which I managed fine! The path was hard going and only got worse and once on the Oxford canal it is very monotonous. This may be a good thing as concentration is required on foot placement all of the time. There would be sections where the path would improve only to deteriorate around the next corner. The path was quite slippy and wet and was either sloping into the canal or had big holes for you to keep an eye out for. The bushes had thankfully been cut back but they still had nice sharp edges to snag your coat on. This was the start of my low section, my pace had really reduced and I had started faffing – always dangerous and difficult to stop once started. Once it got light I had my morning lull and generally spent this section feeling sorry for myself. The rain did at some point stop and the sun came out. My feet had started being sore in the last section and that was only getting worse and my legs were stiff and tired. I began to see my time slipping away.

I arrived at the check point later than I would have liked and ready for a break. The volunteers were again fantastic and I was soon had hot food and drinks, bottles refilled and bag restocked. I was finding it harder now to eat between check points. Hard pear drops that had seemed like a great idea (and I had enjoyed) had shredded my mouth which was now full of ulcers. I hadn’t really enjoyed the salamis and they sat unused in my drop bag. Babybels and little Kinder-like bars were still going down well and Kellogg’s Krispie squares, although not enjoyable, definitely gave me an energy boost. Crisps were also hit and miss. Gels however were still good so I kept well stocked up with them and I was still eating really well at check points so all was good. I again decided to have a short sleep here and again failed to sleep. 10 mins laying down and rubbing sore muscles is definitely the way to go for future races. I was craving company by this point and so hang around far longer than I should have. This check point also has the bonus of the pub toilets – a real luxury but also another way to waste time. All in all I spent just over an hour here, definitely longer than I should.

CP7 – CP8 Lower Heyford (23 miles)

As the race went on I discovered that I would feel really strong and positive for a couple of hours out of a check point and then would crash, feeling tired and sorry for myself all the way to the next check point. I think in future long races in the latter parts of the race I will stop every 3 hours or so for my own mini check point – some good solid food and a 5-10 min sit down to see if this makes a difference. However this race I didn’t so after a couple of hours of feeling good I plodded on past endless fields, random bridges to nowhere and the odd canal boat. The path was terrible for most of the day and I was faffing! This made the tiredness even worse and at one point I phoned my eldest for a chat as I felt like I was falling asleep on my feet. Every time I saw a bench or lock it was difficult to fight the urge to sit down and I often treated myself to 10 second sit downs. I’m not sure these did much good and only slowed me down more! Everything was tired and sore by this point, including my toes, thankfully the balls of my feet and heels were holding up ok. The sun had come out warm and I was glad it hadn’t been this warm the whole way. It was late afternoon / early evening by the time I arrived at Lower Heyford, the second indoor check point of the race.

The building was lovely and I took my shoes off at the door! I got everything on to charge (watch, phone and torch) and then sorted out my feet which had some good blisters on the toes. My hands had been swollen all day, which is normal for me in long races but I was aware my ankles were also beginning to swell which I was worried about. So while I ate some lovely food I sat with my feet up. This check point was far too comfortable and warm with the TV on. There was also a comfy looking blow up sleep mat in the corner which I managed to resist! I again spent too long at this check point and was just leaving as the next racer arrived. I spent just over an hour at the check point. Definitely room for improvement!

CP8 – CP9 Abingdon (25 miles)

The first 15 miles out of this check point were slow. I had decided that I couldn’t run anymore and was going to walk the rest of the way. The problem being my walk was getting slower and slower! The path does improve and definitely has some good runnable sections but in my head I couldn’t run anymore. As it got dark I put my head torch on only for it to start flashing that the battery was low. This was concerning as I had just charged it! It turns out that in my sleep deprived state I hadn’t realised the power bank I “charged” it from was empty! I turned it down to medium beam and used it on that until it stopped altogether when I swapped onto my spare battery. This was fine but I had a nagging worry about what if this battery didn’t last me to the next check point and I was left with no head torch on a canal in the middle of nowhere. These worries and Iain’s amazing MP3 playlist kept me going for a while until near Oxford when I started getting really tired again. I started hallucinating which I found funny rather than scary and had a section where my family were walking with me, even though I knew they were at home, bicycle wheels also kept doing weird and wonderful things and I kept seeing faces in the path. The most annoying hallucination were seeing people where there weren’t any and trees that appeared to be bridges until I was very close.

A phone call with Iain late evening and he told me that one of the runners behind, Nathan, had picked up his pace and was rapidly catching me. That was fine I was still convinced I was going as fast as I could. Nathan did catch me, which actually felt a relief as I was desperate for some company! I just hoped he stayed for a chat for a few miles before running on! However when Nathan arrived he was very certain he didn’t want to overtake me and was happy to go at the quickest pace I could to the finish. I told him not to be silly and to get going as it was a race after all and he was looking far stronger than me at this point. However he was adamant and I was happy for the company so we carried on together. For his sake I said I would try a run but reminded him I really didn’t think I could run anymore. It turns out I could and once my brain was overruled my legs were more than capable of running. We had a fun few miles running faster than we probably should have done at this stage in the race but it felt great.

We only slowed down when the path again deteriorated into a horrible, muddy, slippy track for the last few miles to Abingdon. I learnt a valuable lesson here that even when you think you can’t do anymore actually you can. I could still run and I really enjoyed it. We had a few almost navigational errors but always noticed and corrected them before they were a problem and I really enjoyed having someone to chat to after so many hours on my own. We turned up at the check point in high spirits and aiming for a quick turn around. Nathan set a time limit which was sensible but I did struggle to keep to it after faffing so much at the last few aid stations. The check point volunteers are again fantastic and couldn’t do enough for us. If you are looking for a quick finish time it is definitely important to limit check point time! After only 20 minutes or so we were back on our way. Clean shoes and socks, fed and watered and with gels restocked, I had also removed my waterproofs which I had been wearing for warmth but since running had been slowly baking in! And the head torch did last out until the check point and daylight!

CP9 – Finish Goring (21 miles)

In my head this section was going to be easier, with only 21 miles to go and back on the Thames path I thought it would be easier terrain. We left in high spirits planning to run / walk most of the way, but were soon disappointed – the path was still awful, claggy, slippy mud and rutted paths. Interspersed with fields of interested bovines, which were tussocky and uneven it made keeping up any pace hard going. The early morning was shrouded in a cold mist that slowly burnt off but meant I was either too cold or too hot depending on our pace and whether we were in a random pocket of cold air. It was a beautiful morning but I wasn’t in much of a state to appreciate it with all my focus on the finish that didn’t seem to be getting any closer! I then made the mistake of looking at my legs and noticing how swollen my knees were – they weren’t too sore but I was worried I was going to injure myself so was reluctant to try running again on the uneven surfaces. I suggested a couple of times to Nathan that he could head on but he was happy to stick with me as long as we were moving fast enough to keep second place and under his target time of 74 hours. Morning is always when my low points hit and today was no exception and I probably moaned far more than I should have – sorry! The sleep deprivation had also caught up with me and I was struggling with even simple bits of navigation. Thankfully we didn’t make any major mistakes!

Eventually the finish crawled slowly nearer and it was with relief we were able to count down the last few miles. I would like to say I picked up the pace for the finish but all I could manage was a run around the last corner to the finish, 260 miles on my watch, joint 2nd position and first female in a time of 72 hrs and 40 minutes. Lindley presented our medals and my trophy and prizes for first female, a few photos and I was able to sit down and relax knowing I didn’t have to get up again for a while! Again everyone was fantastic making sure I had food and drink and everything I needed. Blisters were drained and dressed for the journey home (thank you) and I was able to get a couple of hours sleep in the corner of the room. It was great to be able to cheer in the next two finishers before having to head to the station for the journey home. Thankfully Lindley gave me a lift to the station as it would have felt like a long slow and painful walk with my drop bag!

Of the 43 starters, 19 finished and regardless of if people finished or not everyone gave it their all. Of those that finished I am particularly impressed by those that did a fourth night – I have no idea how you kept going and think you are all amazing. A huge thanks to Challenge Running, to Lindley for a brilliant event and for your amazing team of volunteers – super well organised throughout and I was always very well looked after at all the check points and finish. Sometimes too well(!) making it hard to get back out there and keep moving! And a massive thank you to Iain and my family for allowing me the time for these crazy and awesome adventures.

Recovery

A train journey and 3 coaches (1 of them overnight) isn’t the best start to recovery and by the time I got home on Sunday morning my ankles had swollen impressively. I had thankfully managed to get some sleep on the coach (hopefully I wasn’t snoring too much!) and managed the half mile walk home from the bus stop. Iain was running a local 10 mile race that morning so after a quick shower and breakfast I headed out with him to support. I really wanted to be there for him as he had done such an amazing job supporting me during the race. Our youngest was also with us so after seeing the racers off we headed to the closest point they would pass after a mile and a half. I managed to hobble there in time to give Iain a cheer and then we headed back to the stands at the track where the race would finish. Angus was playing games on my phone so I instructed him when to wake me and promptly fell asleep! I woke just in time and was able to hobble to the finish to cheer Iain in – a new PB of 1:03:42 and 14th place overall. Then home to put the feet up and sleep.

Lots of sleeping and elevating the legs meant I was able to slowly walk a few miles on Tuesday and since then have made sure to walk every day and I started running again eight days after I finished. Pilates has also helped stretch everything but is a little sore at the time! Thankfully other than very bruised and blistered toes I haven’t had any injuries and just need to give my body time to recover.

Having spent a large portion of the race complaining about how much I hated it and how I couldn’t understand how anyone would run it twice or more, within a couple of hours of finishing I found myself thinking how I would improve my race strategy and how I could do better. It is certainly the race I have learnt most during and I am looking forward to using what I have learnt in the future. I would absolutely love to come back and try again at the race record – I am sure having run the route previously is an advantage and also knowing that I can manage on very little sleep. I could certainly reduce my time at later check points and I now know I can run even when I think I can’t! A little more self believe would also help. Of all the races I have run this is the first I feel I have unfinished business with!

Thames Ring 250 Preparations

I have been thinking about and planning for the Thames Ring 250 since last year. After a great end to 2022 with the Sunrise Ultra I took 3 weeks break in December to give my body a rest and focus on Christmas. The plan was to start 2023 fresh and ready for a big training block. The reality was everyone, including me, had the lurgy over Christmas and I started 2023 feeling tired and drained!

I don’t have a coach and tend to make my own training plans, which seems to have worked well so far! My plan for the start of 2023 was to increase my miles both walking and running and focus on time on the feet. I started with 2 aims in January. The first was a run streak (all good so far!), hopefully for the year but at least up to race day. The second was an accumulator challenge in January adding a mile a day.

The January accumulator went really well and meant plenty of miles in the legs and plenty of back to back long runs. It also meant I gradually built up the miles at the start of January which was great after being ill. Overall January was a huge success with only 2 really challenging days. There were a few niggles during the month but I was able to run through these and the difficult days have boosted my confidence that I can keep at it even when things are tough. It was a great challenge to complete but I’m not sure I will rush back to doing it again as the time commitments at the end of the month were tough to fit in to family life.

February was planned as a quieter month. The first week I reduced my running considerably to allow my body to recover and adapt from January’s efforts. I added in more walking to keep my overall mileage up. The second week was school holidays which I always struggle to train through. I just planned short runs to keep the legs ticking over and then increased the mileage again the last two weeks of the month. I also added in a pilates class in February, which is new to me. I really struggle with strength and conditioning so figured a structured class was the way to go. It has been great and has really challenged me to be aware of and strengthen individual muscles – my abs had a big shock!

March was all about the miles – no massively long runs just lots of shorter runs (up to 18 miles). Lunch runs and the odd weekend run with Iain added in some speedwork and I tried to run with my race vest as often as I could. I really enjoyed this month and felt great. By the end of the month I was tired and ready for a slow gradual taper. I deliberately opted for a long taper because of school holidays and the challenge I have training during them. It has all gone to plan and I feel as ready as I can be for race day.

The last couple of weeks when my mileage had been less I have focussed on race prep, studying the route and organising everything at home for while I am away. My bags are packed and the buses booked – I am good to go! Can’t wait for the adventure 😁

Beating The Drop

Last year I ran “The Drop – Edinburgh“, finishing second overall so I had a bit of unfinished business when it came to this race and I signed up for the 2023 edition quite early on. After a few short and fast races I knew this one would be a good test of my fitness at 15+ miles distance, although without being able to wear a watch judging pace is a challenge. The finish location had moved a little from last year and was hosted at Up and Running in the West End, so the routes I had worked out last year were still pretty much relevant. Given that we had started to the West last year, I was betting on a start location in East Lothian somewhere, so I made sure to recce the major routes via Google Street View, Strava Heatmap and Bing/OS Maps. Starting from the A68 and as far round as Humbie the best way would be to reach Pathhead and go via Dalkeith and into Edinburgh via Cameron Toll. For anywhere further East, then Tranent, Musselburgh and Meadowbank looked best.

This year, The Drop have strarted providing live tracking for all their events, which makes them much more fun to spectate (virtually). In theory, you should also be able to replay the event to see where everyone went, but it doesn’t seem to be working (yet) for the Edinburgh race. Worth a look though:

Julie was able to drop me off in Edinburgh on the way down to Selkirk, and I made sure to stop off at McDonald’s for a pre-race cup of tea and loo stop. Before long we were blindfolded and on the coach! It seemed to take longer than I expected but after a while the 10 milers were dropped off and we headed to the 15 mile start. Once we finally came to a stop and took our blindfolds off I could see we were in a village with a war memorial and some signs at junctions pointing to Gifford and Duns, Humbie and West Saltoun – most of which were further Southeast! With that in mind I guessed we were in East Saltoun, one of the likely locations I had expected might be drop location and headed in the opposite direction towards (I hoped) Pencaitland.

I was one of the quickest off the bus but stopped half a mile down the road for a pee and several people went past me. I quickly caught up with them and was soon in the lead… at least of the people going in the same direction as me! Before too long, Pencaitland came into sight as expected, confirming I was where I thought I was and was heading in the right direction. One runner came past me, but turned left for Dalkeith rather than keeping straight on towards Tranent, so I was back on my own and heading as fast as I could along the road. As I passed through the centre of Tranent I caught sight of him again a short distance behind me (it turned out he’d only made a short detout to ask for directions in Pencaitland and then rejoined my route), and before we reached Musselburgh he passed me again. There was no way I could stick with his pace so I just hoped he would make another navigational error!

Passing the racecourse in Musselburgh I made my only (minor) navigational error – there is a short cut over a footbridge that saves about 0.1mi but I didn’t recognise the turnoff and took the more obvious route down the high street, dodging Saturday morning shoppers! The route thus far has been gradually downhill towards the coast, and now it levelled out as I made my way out of Musselburgh and along the coast towards Joppa and Portobello. I made sure to ignore the obvious left turn which is signposted Edinburgh by the A199 and A1 – probably the best route in a car, but for running has an awkward section around the back of Arthur’s Seat and the Meadows, plus it has quite a bit more climb than my route. I headed straight ahead through Portobello High Street to the junction at the end of Seafield Road. Fortunately the traffic lights were kind to me and I was able to slip across without delay. The road turned gradually uphill for a few miles through Jock’s Lodge, Meadowbank and Abbeyhill – I ran out of fluids at the this point but I knew I had just over a mile to go so wasn’t concerned. I passed a few of what looked like the tail end of the 10 mile runners (still not quite sure where they were dropped!), and before too long crested the hill at the Old Royal High School. No chance of getting lost from here – just lots of shoppers, tourists and buses to dodge on the way down Princes Street, a quick dash through the West End and in to the finish at Up and Running!

After a bit of confusion it turned out I was the first 15 mile runner back, and only a minute later second place turned up – he was the runner who had passed me earlier but had taken the harder route South of Arthur’s Seat (and had taken a wrong turn). In total he went over a mile further than me, so although I wasn’t the fastest on the day my route was good enough to sneak home first! You can see my complete route on Strava here:

My finishing time was 1 hour 53, about 20 minutes faster than I managed last year and my route was pretty much optimal (barring the missed shortcut in Musselburgh) – so I’m very pleased with how it went. I was also pleased to find I’d kept up a pretty steady pace, and way faster than I thought, setting new Strava PRs for a Half Marathon (1:29:04).

Overall, I’m happy to have managed to win this event at the second attempt – although I really like the format so I’m already thinking about coming back next year, or possibly fitting in the Glasgow Drop later this year. We’ll see!

February Roundup

“Winter miles mean summer smiles” is a well-known phrase among runners, and both of us are midway through out winter/spring training blocks getting ready for big races to come. Of course, that doesn’t mean you can’t have a few smiles along the way too 😃

Only 4 weeks after Feel The Burns, it was time for Selkirk Fund Runners’ second race of the year – the Heart Burn Run. We ran this one last year and it’s a great wee race. Thoroughly low key, open to walkers and runners, pay-on-the-day, 10k round the hills above Selkirk on a vaguely heart-shaped route (Valentine’s themed, see!), and back to a excellent selection of cake laid out on a table in a car park!

The weather on the day was excellent and after a good week or so without much rain underfoot conditions were perfect. Even the infamous turnip field which is usually a huge bog was like a bowling green! There were 51 walkers already on the route when the 15 runners (including us) set off. We had the unusual experience of setting the pace from the start and we managed to stay ahead all the way to the top of Peat Law. A fast, fun descent followed across heathery slopes and past the path the to Three Brethren, before the nasty “Rocky Road” climb up to Foulshiels Hill. Here we were passed by the eventual winner, and we couldn’t stay with him. From the top it’s pretty much downhill all the way to the finish, with the grassy slopes between Tibbie’s and the Top Pond making it easy (and fun) to reach top speed! We pushed hard all the way, finishing together a few minutes behind the winner but agonisingly 3 seconds over the one hour mark – leaving a target to aim for next year 🤪

The following weekend Iain had entered the Bertha Park Trail 10k – a bit of an “impulse buy” but since it was the inaugural edition of the race and is pretty much on out doorstep it seemed rude not to 😉 The race starts on the outskirts of the Bertha Park housing development, follows some woodland trails around the back of Bertha Loch for the first 5k then a flat dash down the Almond cycle path, before turning back for a short kicker of a climb back up to Bertha Park and a finish on the green. Iain regularly runs this route while Angus is at football training so he knew what to expect – although it looked a bit different in daylight! The trail section is very narrow, with lots of overhanging trees, roots, rocks and streams/bogs, so with that in mind the only strategy was to head out hard to avoid having to pass anyone on the trails and then try to hang on to the end.

In the end that’s pretty much how it turned out. After a slightly chaotic start where the air horn failed to sound at the end of the countdown, Iain was ahead at the first turn and opened up nearly a minute’s lead in the first mile. The plan worked and he held the gap steady to second place and crossed the line first in a time of 43:50 🎉

Sadly no race photos – but a decent spread of cakes, cookies and watermelon at the finish. Definitely worth a look next year if you’re in the area.

So lots of smiles to be had in February after all, and great to see we are both in pretty good shape heading in to the spring. Hope you are having a good start to the year too!

January Hill Races

The plan was to take a little break over Christmas, have a couple of weeks to build back up my base mileage then run a couple of short, fast hill races in mid-January as a bit of a sighter as to where my fitness was before pushing on with a big training block ready for big races later in the year. That plan went out the window when I was floored by the winter lurgy over the New Year period and didn’t even manage my first run on the year until the 6th of Jan! So what were supposed to be two ‘effort’ races with decent fitness became a case of ‘push as hard as I can and hope for the best’… oh well 🤷‍♂️

First up was a new local race that was announced late on in 2022 – the Falkland Yomp. Hosted by Lomond Hill Runners, this is an 11km route in and around the Falkland Estate, an area we have often gone for walks in but never run in yet. Although the route doesn’t go all the way up to the top of East Lomond, it does pack in two mile-long climbs up to the top of Maspie Den via the Temple of Decision, then back up again to the Tyndall Bruce Monument, and a final kicker within the last mile called the “Wee Bastard” – a total of 1400 feet of climbing. The race is almost all on good forest tracks or fire roads, except for a couple of boggy sections.

From the start, it took about a couple of minutes to realise I didn’t have the fitness to stick near the front of the pack and I was passed by lots of people on the way up the hill. Didn’t seem to be too much wrong with my descending legs though and I took a couple of places back on the fast track down Maspie Den. The route passes the start and Julie was there to wave me on, and the cowbells that we bought last year but keep forgetting to bring to races finally got some use. Along the flattish “Beech Hedges” track my legs felt dead, and with still half of the race to go the climb up to the momument was a bit of a slog. Downhill was fun again, and the “Wee Bastard” wasn’t as bad as its reputation suggested – at least I was able to pass a few people here, and hold them off on the quarter-mile sprint down to the finish. Just missed out on finishing under an hour with a 1:01:20 time, and 31st place out of 117. Not bad all things considered! A really fun course, and I hope to come back again in future, especially as it’s only 20 mins from home.

Downhill finish, just about held off the guy behind me!

The following weekend, my legs had just about recovered and we headed down to Selkirk for Feel The Burns, the hill half-marathon that we both ran last year. My expectations were somewhat dampened by last weekend’s result, plus the fact that my cousin Dougie wasn’t there this year to chase! Julie was also running today, but as she was on day 15 of a January Accumulator challenge (more on that here), with a couple of extra miles to do before and after, and 16 miles planned the next day this was not the time for an all-out effort!

It was a bright, calm day, perfect weather conditions for running. There had been a lot of rain around so anything grassy was expected to be boggy, and there were reports of snow lying at the top of the Three Brethren. Over 260 runners gathered for the start in a very muddy field at the Corbie Linn but soon strung out on the way up to the top pond and then up the grassy and heathery slopes of Peat Law. This was a longer climb that anything the Falkland Yomp had to offer and by the time I reached the top I was a minute or more down on last year’s time, and lost another minute by the top of the Three Brethren.

The run along the Southern Upload way was snowy, but made for good running conditions and great views to distract from the hard work. At the turnaround point after Brown Knowe I had lost another couple of minutes and resolved just to push as hard as I could on the down and see how I got on. The three miles of descent to Broadmeadows is great fun – unfortunately mid-way down two of my lace loops on my right shoe snapped, fortunately the top one held so the shoe stayed on as it would not be a good place to try barefooting. The final big climb up and over Foulsheils hill was as grim as always, but at least from there on it’s pretty much downhill all the way to the finish. In the end I crossed the line in 2:04:45 and 81st place, about five minutes slower than last year. I’ll tell myself most of that was due to the muddy conditions, but I suspect it was more to do with my condition!

Julie finished half an hour later with a 2:39:15, and promptly kept running to finish off her 15 miles for the day! After a well deserved hot soup and haggis pie, we headed back to my parents’ for a Sunday roast dinner, what better way to end the day?

An easy-paced run for Julie but still plenty of energy left to sprint past two people at the finish 🤣

Year in Review: 2022

Where did the year go? Time flies when you’re having fun, and we had a lot of it! Here are just some of the highlights:

We hope you enjoyed reading about our adventures, and maybe going on a few of your own too! See you out on the trails in 2023 – we’ve got quite a few things planned already 🤫

Goals: Iain

The only trouble with setting goals (and posting them on the internet!) is that you’re held accountable to them – although I guess that’s part of the point. Let’s see how I got on with what I set out to achieve in 2022…

  • A sub-24 hilly 100 miler – I didn’t manage this at either LAW100 or Ultra Scotland 100, but did it in (ever-so-slightly-less-than) 24 hours at both BYU races I entered. So not what I intended, but still a technical ✅
  • Run further than ever before (130 miles +) – I only managed 112.5 miles at the Cow Shed, but eventually went way further with over 154 miles at GOBYU ✅
  • Complete a marathon in under 3 hours 15 minutes – the Stirling Marathon was cancelled at the last minute, and I didn’t manage to fit in a replacement race, so this one will have to roll over to 2023 ❌
  • Complete the Ramsay’s Round – I made a failed attempt in August but learned a lot in the process and definitely plan to give this another shot in 2023 ❌

2 out of 4 isn’t too bad! Besides rolling over my Marathon and Ramsay’s Round goals to 2023, I am also aiming to go further than ever before, with a link-up of the West Highland Way and Great Glen Way (~180 miles) planned. I’ll also be very proud to be representing my country as part of Team Scotland at the Four Nations BYU championship race in Wales in May. It’s going to be another big year!

Goals: Julie

Wow what a year 2022 has been, lots of races in the later half of the year has meant a 3 week break from running in December before starting afresh in 2023. Unfortunately I have been hit hard by the lurgy over Christmas so it hasn’t felt like the recharge I would have liked. I think it will be a gentle start to 2023, at least the first few days! I am hoping to run the Frozen Accumulator in January – a virtual challenge set by Mark Cockbain in previous Januarys – not sure if I will get to the 31st but I’ll take it one day at a time!

The first race of 2021 started with the LAW100, Iain and I ran together and the wheels definitely fell off overnight! It wasn’t the sub 24hr finish we has hoped for but it was a good learning experience and I still finished 3rd female so can’t complain.

The Stirling marathon being cancelled was a disappointment and I never did test my marathon pace. A half marathon in April led straight into ultra races for the rest of the year. I was made up with my new half marathon PB and now know that with a little speed work I am able to run faster than I thought possible! It didn’t last the rest of the year with longer, hillier races and tired legs!

I was made up with first place female finishes at Glen Lyon, KACR, The Ochil Ultra and The Sunrise Ultra and a new course record on the Sunrise Ultra. All these races had different challenges and I love the fact that I learnt so much from every one. KACR was probably my biggest achievement – especially straight after having COVID, although Glen Lyon was the race I had to race hardest for to get the first place – I still struggle with finding that competitive drive!

At LochNess 24 I achieved my first sub 24hr 100miles on a hilly course. GOBYU has left me feeling frustrated with myself for quitting while I could still keep going… something to work on next year!

2023 is going to have some new and longer challenges! I am still keen to see how far I can go and to improve my competitive edge and mental toughness (no quitting in 2023 🤣) With that in mind I have signed up for 2 longer 250mile races, The Thames Ring 250 and the Lon Las Ultra later in the year (I am super excited about this one). Ultra Scotland 100 is in the middle of the year to test both my legs and navigation on a challenging 100miler and then 2 backyard ultras to see if I can really stick it to the end – Twatt (Orkney) and November GOBYU.

I can’t wait to get a solid training block in at the start of the year as with tapers, races and recoveries it is hard to find consistency sometimes! But 2022 has been injury free and hopefully with a solid training block to start with 2023 can be the same. Happy running eevryone, add some adventures to 2023 and do what you love to do 🏃🏻‍♀️😃

God’s Own Backyard Ultra 2022

Where to even start this post? Julie and I went to GOBYU planning to go a long way, exactly how far neither of us quite knew. This way my second Backyard Ultra (after the Cow Shed BYU in April – read that post for a quick intro to the format) so I aimed at a minimum to beat my 27 loop result, and it was Julie’s first go – but we were focused, well organised and worked together as a team. In the end, Julie stopped after 27 loops of her own and I pushed on into the second night of the race, eventually finishing as the last man standing with a total of 37 loops (154 miles) – a new GOBYU course record, not to mention smashing my own longest run by nearly 30 miles! I could stop there, but that would make a very short post indeed. We had such a great time at GOBYU that I thought we’d give you a tour of the event, the route, and of course what I learned along the way to the finish.

For those wondering where the name comes from, GOBYU is held in the outskirts of Leeds, in Yorkshire (“God’s Own County”). The race is based on a Scout campsite at Hunter’s Greave, sandwiched between the Leeds & Liverpool Canal and the River Aire, just a few hundred metres from Kirkstall Forge train station. This makes it feasible to get to the race by train – we did, carrying all our food, race gear, tent and sleeping bags. While it was quite a lot to carry, most of the food got eaten and it avoided one of us having to drive back home afterwards. As a bonus, you also get to see lots of trains passing by during the race. The site has plenty of room for tents, a small toilet block (better than portaloos, but only just!), a kitchen and importantly a massive marquee/gazebo for runners to use between laps. The race is organised by 12 in 12 and supported by an awesome team of volunteers – marshals, timekeepers, and tail bikers – all of whom are the friendliest, most welcoming and supportive people I’ve had the pleasure of meeting. We went to the November edition of the race, but they also run one in May, the only difference being the number of day and night loops (which use different routes), depending on the available hours of daylight. In November, the race started at 8am with 8 loops in daylight, before switching to the night loop for the next 16 hours and returning to the day loop again at 8am the following day. You can see both loops clearly on Strava below, and the day loop even has its own segment but let’s take a proper tour…

GOBYU day loop

Starting from the corral when the cowbell rings, the first half a mile is on a narrow tarmac path which runs past Kirkstall Forge station before making a short climb up to the canal towpath (I had previous run past here during LLCR – although I don’t remember much of it). Although we didn’t want to have to run too fast at any point, this part can easily bottleneck so we found it worth starting out with a run to get ahead of the crowd in the early laps. A short section of level towpath heads East, leading to a descent of two locks before half a mile of flat. We walked most of this section, letting plenty of people past on the wide path. The first mile ends with a shorter descent down one more lock, before a few hundred metres to the road bridge.

Here you leave the towpath and follow a muddy, gravel track (sadly strewn with fly-tipped rubbish) to reach the road before doubling back and crossing the canal on the bridge. Follow the road for a short while before turning right over a metal barrier – easy at first but required a little effort to “get you leg over” after several laps. It was also possible to squeeze between the barrier and the wall, or duck under the neighbouring, higher barrier if you preferred. A nice section of single-track trail takes you back down to the canal and through some trees before popping out in a field. This was a lot of fun to run along (watch out for the roots hidden under fallen leaves!) but a lot of people went slowly here if they were not confident on trails, or perhaps had road shoes on so again we found it worthwhile either speeding up or slowing down while on the road to ensure their was a good gap ahead before the trail section. An easy run across the field (there were horses in it but they stayed well away) then back in to another twisty, wooded section featuring a shopping trolley, several car tyres, a pylon, a ditch, and another metal barrier to be crossed. In between there was lots of nice twisty trail to be enjoyed! On one loop a rogue swan came wandering off the canal blocking the trail – fortunately we managed to sneak past him without incident. This mile was often the slowest as the trail was muddy and it was hard to avoid getting stuck behind other runners at one point or another.

The third mile begins with the “Stairs of Doom” – a flight of 20 or so large steps that mark the start of the climb up into Bramley Fall park. A very brief level section is followed by a long climb up a tree-lined avenue, eventually topping out about 150 feet above the canal. Good walking speed meant that we often powered past people on this climb. The way back down is a fantastic run, zig-zagging down through open woodlands on soft, easy, leaf-covered trail. I’d thought this mile was going to be the slowest but it was easy to make up for the slower pace of the climb without having to push too hard on the descent. Reaching the canal, you pass by an old concrete pipe section which it seems the neighbourhood dog walkers have designated as a poop bin – this became known (to us) as Poo Corner! Turning hard right, you run along a level embankment, parallel to the canal to complete mile 3.

The first half of mile four consists of a gradually rising (but very runnable) wide trail, before two short flights of stone steps and a little rooty path lead back to the bottom of the Stairs of Doom. This time, however, you turned left and crossed over the canal on the top lock of the flight we ran down in the first mile. Heading back along the canal to the West, you pass the end of the path that leads back to the start and instead continue for almost half a mile to reach the next pair of locks. A short but steep climb to the top before doubling back into the woods to the left to complete the mile.

The final section back to camp was my favourite – a short, twisty trail which was an ideal opportunity to stretch out your legs, before a steep slope down to the Hunter’s Greave access road – a wide, easy, gradual descent back to the starting corral. Most loops we just walked this in, getting ready to have our numbers checked in and head back to do out interloopal tasks.

GOBYU night loop

We had barely got our pacing dialled in on the day loop when dusk fell and it was time to don head torches and switch to the night loop. On the first night (Saturday 5th November), of course we also had a LOT of fireworks to keep us entertained and awake! Fortunately, the weather had been kind and although a thick fog developed, the rain and wind stayed away so it didn’t get too cold and an extra layer and a pair of gloves were all that was needed to stay comfortable. The night loop avoided the technicalities of the trail and the potential danger of the canal crossing on a narrow lock bridge, and stuck mainly to good tarmac paths. The first half was an out-and-back, following the same route as the first mile of the day loop. Passing by the camp, we then continued up the access road to rejoin the canal towpath via a short muddy/grassy section and a few steps. Passing under a bridge, there was a little over half a mile to the turnaround. This section felt quite long (especially in the fog) although there were a few features of interest, including a house on the other side of the canal where the occupants watched us runners with increasing admiration and incredulity, especially when they found us still going on after 36 hours! One marker we used to judge our progress was a metal Heras fence – can’t say I’ve ever had a love/hate relationship with a fence before, but at least once it loomed out of the fog it was only another 0.2 miles to the end of the third mile. From there it was only a short distance to the turnaround, where we retraced our steps to return to the start.

During the night loops, we were followed by a tail biker, and since the course consisted of two out-and-back segments, you got two chances to count lights at the turnaround and get an idea of how people were maintaining (or not) their pace relative to us.

My thoughts

Hopefully the course descriptions give you a good idea of what’s involved, and if you like the sound of it I’d encourage you to come and give it a try. While it’s definitely not flat, it’s a lot easier than some other UK backyard courses, and the night loop gives a good break with much easier underfoot conditions. As I said at the start, I managed to come away with the win – so of course a lot of things went right, but there are also things to improve for next time (!)

  • Team work – while there can only be one winner, this was very definitely built on rock solid team work during the first 24 hours. While we had originally planned on slightly different pacing schedules, on the first loop we decided to stick together and ended up having the best day (and night!) running together that we have ever had 😍 We had a great time out on the loop, and the miles just seemed to fly by! Julie pulled me though my one really tired spell between midnight and 3am where my body was just trying to shut down and go to sleep. In hindsight, I don’t think I returned the favour as when she started to struggle in the morning and eventually decided to quit, I didn’t do enough to convince her to come back out for “one more loop” (and another, and another) as we both think she had more than 27 loops in her legs. Even once she’d quit, Julie got stuck straight into crewing me and made sure I was looked after right till the end.
  • Pacing – we maintained a rock solid 12 min/mile pace for the entire first 24 hours, finishing every loop in 49 or 50 minutes. Keeping to the same pace meant we quickly worked out marker points at which we knew we could run or walk, and meant we didn’t have to think to much about pacing, just sticking to the plan mile by mile. Having 10 minutes spare each loop seemed about right, we had plenty of time to eat, drink and do whatever else needed done (loo stop, change of socks etc.), and during the night loops time for a few minutes of shut-eye before the 3 minute whistles signalled it was time to get ready to go again. The only issue we had with pacing was that when Julie was tired and struggling to stick to the same consistent pace at the start of the second day, we decided to split up and do our own pacing, when in fact we had plenty of time in hand and it would have been better to stick together at a slightly slower pace (only a couple minutes per loop slower), get through the day loop, then go back to the original pacing plan on the night loops. Need to balance consistency with adaptability!
  • Fast walking – Julie has been ‘encouraging’ me for a long time to spend more time practicing walking fast. She can easily hold a pace of under 15 mins/mile, but if I take a walk break in an ultra it would normally be about 17 mins/mile. I ended up taking a couple of weeks off running in the lead-up to GOBYU, to give me knee time to properly heal up and put this to use practising my walking. I’m definitely still slower – I had to break into a trot periodically to keep up with her – but I’m getting closer. One thing that helped was my ‘imaginary poles’ i.e. using my arms like I was walking with poles. This definitely helps to avoid ambling and instead walk with purpose and pace. Walking is much less demanding on the whole body, so the faster you walk the less you’ll have to run, and the longer you’ll be able to keep going overall.
  • Food and drink – Whether it was the slightly slower pace, or the chance to stop and sit for a few minutes, but this was the first ultra where I’ve really felt like I was able to eat whatever I wanted without it making me feel sick. Over the course of the two days, I ate 6 pork pies, several bananas, lots of home-made chia bars, several packets of crisps and biscuits, a bag of dried mango, and of course an entire watermelon! I organised it so I was eating more substantial foods (pie, crisps) at lunch (12 noon) and dinner (5pm) time, and in between snacking. I even had a mid-afternoon tea (cup of tea and chocolate biscuits). As night fell food started to feel like not such a great idea again (as usual), but I switched to taking one gel per hour and that got me through until morning when it was time for a breakfast pork pie again. I drank around 3 litres of KMC Isomix, as well as lots of cups of tea. Hopefully I can replicate this at other ultras – it worked really well!
  • Foot care – I opted to run in my Sense Ride GTX which worked really well, although the grass and leaves were damp my feet stayed dry. I changed socks about half way through, and the only real issues I had were one toenail which dug in to the neighbouring toe – lots of blood but didn’t hurt too bad – and some blistering on the balls of my feet. This seemed to be caused mainly by the combination of repeated towpath pounding, and then switching back onto the trail loop and having my feet move around a bit again. We managed to get them patched up and they were no bother during the second night, but might have got quite sore if I had ended up back on the trails for a third day. Another argument for taking it slower on the day loop!
  • Mind games – having solid pacing for the first day was the foundation for everything. We could see people ahead of us slowing and then gradually dropping out, which gave us both a lot of confidence we were doing well. On the second morning I got a massive buzz as the sun came up and switching back onto the trail loop felt like it gave me a new pair of legs, and of course I made sure everyone in the corral knew it! Even after she dropped, Julie was making sure to sow the seeds of doubt in other runner’s mind and point out at the start of each loop that I was still looking great. Whether it made any difference or not I don’t know, but it was fun to try! Once it was down to two of us, I just made sure that I was always going to be in front, and gradually ground down Luke (the eventual assist) over the course of the 8 or so loops that we ran as the final pair.
  • Camping – logistically it all worked fine, but the night after the race neither of us slept well with sore bodies in small sleeping bags and basic roll mats. I eventually got up in the night and curled up to sleep in the scout hut! Next time, we might book a room somewhere for the night after – the only challenge being if that should be the Monday or the Tuesday night…

Julie’s thoughts

I came away from GOBYU having had a brilliant weekend, I loved running with Iain and everyone was so welcoming and friendly. The day loop wasn’t my favourite but I loved the night loop (apart from the run to the fence) and luckily there were a lot more night loops! The whole event was well organised and great to be a part of.

However a week later and I can’t help but feel disappointed not so much with how I ran but how I finished! I knew going into the event that backyard ultras are a mental game as much as about running and I was confident that after crewing Iain at the Cowshed Backyard Ultra earlier in the year I had learnt a lot about keeping going. I knew my weak spot would be at daybreak when for whatever reason having happily kept going all night my body decides it is time for sleep! This also coincided with swapping to the day loop which I didn’t enjoy as much and then on top of that Iain got a second wind and spent the first 2 day laps super excited and happy.

Rightly or wrongly I was left feeling that I was holding Iain back and I decided it was time for us to run seperately. I think this could have worked but for the fact I hadn’t put a plan or structure for the lap in place, everyone else still looked strong and at that point I mentally quit. I had decided I wanted to match the 27 laps that Iain ran on his first backyard and when that target was met I just stopped. In hindsight I should have had many more mini goals in place but I had lost the mental game by now. I was still easily finishing the loop in the hour, nothing was broken and I was still eating and drinking well. So why did I stop??? In that moment I was 100% certain that stopping was the right decision – that’s the danger of a backyard ultra! Looking back I am certain that I had a good number of laps still in me and the fact that I could walk normally the next day and had only one small blister on a toe supports that.

GOBYU is an event that I need to come back to as I am certain I have more to give. And before next November I need to work on building my own internal self drive and determination so that when external factors are a challenge I keep pushing on!

That’s a wrap on the blog for now – I still can’t believe I managed to pull off my first race win since 2019 😃 We’ll be back at a GOBYU next year to see if I can defend my title, but first Julie is planning to do a solo race at the Highlander BYU, and see if she can go further with my support as a full-time crew. Let us know if you’re planning any Backyard races in the coming year – we might see you there 👋

Some photos are taken from the GOBYU Facebook group – thanks to everyone who posted them 🙏 Apologies for the blurred ones which are mostly mine, taken on the run!

Glasgow to Edinburgh Ultra 2022

After having three big races – the Cow Shed BYU, Ultra Scotland and St. Cuthbert’s Way – all completed by July, the rest of the year was looking pretty quiet. I was keeping the calendar free to allow for an attempt at Ramsay’s Round in August (more on that another time!), but after volunteering for two full days at Race Across Scotland, I had a free entry for a GB Ultras event to use and it didn’t take long to decide I’d give the Glasgow to Edinburgh Ultra a shot! I’m a big fan of point-to-point races so what’s not to like about running the 56-ish miles from between Scotland’s two largest cities. It’s pretty close to home, so no difficulties getting there and back – the main challenge would be that since I know I can do the distance and the course is basically dead flat I’d have to put the effort in and go for a time!

Cut to mid September, three weeks out from the race and I’m just finishing off a solid block of training – two 50 mile weeks in the bag and one last long run to make a 60 mile week and then it’s time to taper… or so I planned. From out of nowhere, I fell over on an innocuous bit of woodland trail and slashed my right knee open on a rock. A quick trip to the local A&E to be stitched back up and instead of a nice taper it’s a week with my knee swollen, sore and bandaged up. I was told 10 days until I could get the stitches out, but in the end I took them out myself after 5 days, was walking after a week, and then did a 40 mile week of easy running culminating in a 15 mile long run to convince myself I was OK to race. In reality I had rushed the recovery a bit, but the wound had healed up well and wasn’t causing me much issue while running – it would just be sore afterwards. Now committed to running G2E, I worked out a rough pace plan: the last time I had run that sort of flat distance was on the LLCR130, which had taken me nearly 11 hours (but I was holding back as I had another 80 miles to go). I figured I could hold a pace of 8:45 min/mile for the first half of the race and aim to negative split slightly. If that went well my A goal would be to finish close in close to 8 hours, the B goal was 9 hours, and if everything went wrong and my knee caused to much trouble the C goal was just to finish!

On the morning of the race, I’d arranged to travel down with Andy Ogilvie – another runner from Bridge of Earn, who had roped in a friend to give us both a lift. The roads were quiet so it only took an hour to get to Glasgow and registration at the Riverside Museum. We got our trackers and numbers and had the luxury of indoor seating at the museum for the hour or so before the start. Time for a second breakfast, and plentiful toilet facilities (no mile-long queue for portaloos here)! With 10 minutes to go we headed out to the start line and I bagged a spot in the front row. There were over 300 entrants so it was easily the largest mass start I’ve ever been part of for an ultra. Same as Race Across Scotland and Ultra Scotland, we had a piper playing to get us revved up. All race organisers should have one! Although it was still dark (6am) it wasn’t cold or particularly windy so I was wearing just a lightweight long-sleeved base layer and no gloves. Head torches would be needed for the first hour or so. After a (very) short briefing we were set off on time, headed for Edinburgh!

A few runners dashed off at impressive (and unsustainable, at least for me) pace and I settled into a good steady rhythm as we wound our way out of the museum, through an underpass and along some deserted streets to join the River Kelvin walkway in Kelvingrove Park. The first four miles of the route follow footpaths through the park and briefly crosses the river and back again and although there was plenty of reflective tape this was the only really navigationally tricky part as there are lots of paths branching off left and right and with lots of other runners around with head torches, care was needed… A group ahead of me definitely went wrong where we had to leave the Kelvin and climb a short, steep path to join the canal as they went right under the canal and had to loop round and cross over at one of the Maryhill Locks to rejoin the towpath! One last bit to watch out for – down some steps and under the canal to rejoin the East-bound branch rather than return to Glasgow. There was a marshall there to keep everyone right though. With those bits out of the way it was a case of go straight for 21 miles with the canal on your right!

The first CP (mile 5) was only a little further on at Lambhill and I just whizzed right through. Not too far to the next one at Kirkintilloch (mile 11) either. By now it was light enough to take of and stow head torch, and a short section of flooded towpath was easily crossed without getting my feet actually wet, thanks to Gore-Tex shoes! We were now properly out of Glasgow, and the canal gained a more rural feel. CP2 had quite a crowd of supporters as it was the first checkpoint where crews were allowed. I had everything I needed though and was dialled in to a nice steady 8:40 mins per mile so I just grabbed a handful of sweets and kept going. After CP2, although the sun was getting up I was starting to get a bit cold, maybe it was being out of the city – in any case I put my gloves on which was a bit of a challenge while running and with numb fingers. After a couple of miles they defrosted again but I kept them on for most of the morning! I was still keeping up a good pace but despite my usual pre-race loo stops I was really needing a 💩. The last few miles to CP3 were not the most comfortable, but fortunately there was a portaloo waiting. Apologies to everyone else who used it after me… lets just say I must have come out a couple of kilos lighter! Feeling much better now, and with the first chance to grab some watermelon (my all time favourite race food), I got straight back onto pace for the 9 mile run to the Falkirk Wheel, enjoying the occasional views as far as the Stirling in the distance.

Turning right over the bridge to the Falkirk Wheel would be hard to miss, and again there was a marshal there. It was also good to see RD Wayne out with his GoPro – I joked that it was nice to have a hill for a change (even if it was only 100 or so feet high). CP4 was half way up the path between the Forth & Clyde Canal basin and the Union Canal and again there was a good crowd, including some of the medical team who I recognised from Race Across Scotland. No watermelon this time, but they had salted potatoes, which I munched as I headed up the last little rise to the Union Canal. I had recce’d this section (walking) a few weeks ago and I enjoyed the run through the lit up tunnel and up a few locks before topping out at the high point of the course. More simple navigation ahead – stay on the left for 20 miles, then turn left. The sun had come out a bit and now that I was past the mental half-way point (although it was still a few miles short of actually being half way) it was time to turn up the pace!

At least that was the plan! I put in a couple of miles at around 8:30 mins, but my legs started to tighten up straight away and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to maintain it. After passing through CP5 I started to really slow up and I started getting a bit ‘faffy’. A bit of a shower blew in and I stopped to put on my waterproof, then stopped again a couple of miles later to take it off again. Gradually my pace dropped to around 10 minute per mile as I arrived at CP6 at Linlithgow. I downed a cup of coke, hoping for a bit of a caffiene/sugar rush and picked up some more watermelon but it didn’t really pick me up and I settled down to grind out the longest section of the race (around 13 miles) to the final CP at Ratho.

It only took about 2 hours and 20 mins but it felt much longer. The towpath actually goes through some nice woodland areas (although the less said about the housing estates in Broxburn the better), and the Five Sisters and Greendykes bings were quite interesting to look at. The one highlight was a couple of likely lads who set up an impromptu aid station from the boot of their car just after Winchburgh, offering cheese & biscuits, bottles of port, gin and even an ice bucket full of cider and lager! I was tempted but declined. If it had been at the finish line that would have been another story! Another real kick in the teeth was the fact that instead of heading East to Edinburgh the canal turns first South, and then back West on itself for a bit! There was also a bit of wildlife to avoid on this section – a bunch of swans by a grassy area which fortunately allowed giving them a wide berth and a lone cow which had got out of a field and was roaming the towpath. I was very glad to reach Ratho, where I had a (short) sit down while I topped up my water supply for the first time. I’d reckoned I wouldn’t be able to make it to the end on a single 2L load, but had plenty left at Linlithgow so I think I got it about right. I’d packed a small tub of KMC Isomix so I was able to toss this in to make up some for the final 7 mile stretch to the finish. I was pleased to find more watermelon at this CP, so set of with a few bits and some salted pretzels.

For the first mile or so out of Ratho I was back at my same old 10 min/mile pace but as we were now getting closer to Edinburgh I started to ‘smell the barn’ and was able to push the pace just a little for the last 5 miles. There were a couple of other runners around me, and although I had no idea where I was placed I was determined not to be passed before the finish. There’s lots to see on this section, with Lin’s Mill aqueduct, crossing the city bypass, and the strange metal-clad tower blocks in Wester Hailes so the miles just ticked by. I was in my own little world when I heard a bike behind me and moved to one side of the path to let it past – when I was surprised to see none other than my old buddy Dave McCraw, who had seen that I was running, and used the GPS tracker to find me! He raced ahead to chain up his bike and ran alongside for the final few miles. It was good to have someone to talk to although I’m not sure my monologuing made much sense. He did joke that it only took 50 miles for me to slow down enough that our paces were compatible! I knew to keep an eye out for the turn immediately after the Slateford viaduct, and I also saw assistant RD Laura there, keeping everyone right – although a few people did miss it and got spectacularly lost, less than two miles from the finish. Down the steep steps to the Water of Leith and then just a mile of muddy path before I saw Rhona waiting outside the Saughton athletics centre, where the finish awaited us. We were made to do a three-quarter lap (in the wrong direction!) before I was able to muster something of a sprint finish, crossing the line in 17th place with a time of 9:01:41 🎉

Julie and the rest of the family were waiting at the finish so it was great to be able to see everyone as soon as I’d received my finisher’s medal. GB Ultras do the biggest, heaviest and best medals out there, by the way! Andy was still going well but a few hours back so I was happy to change out of my running stuff and be driven home as I (as usual) seized up completely after crossing the finish line.

Looking back on the race, of course I’m a little disappointed to narrowly miss out on my B goal of 9 hours but overall I’m happy that my knee held out and I was able to finish in good style – my first ultra with no walking involved! I also bagged a new 50 mile PB of 7h55m along the way. After the race my knee has given me quite a lot of trouble – it’s taken a couple of weeks for the swelling to go down and was still painful the day after running, even slowly so I’ve taken a proper break to let it sort itself out 🤞

Similarly to Ultra Scotland 100, I can’t recommend GB Ultras events highly enough – they are a well-oiled machine and put on great events. I’m sure I’ll be along to more of theirs in future, and recommend you do to!

Photos thanks to: GB Ultras team + event photographers, Lewis Bethune, Dave McCraw and Louise Ogilvie 🙏