Cort-Ma Law Hill race

I quite fancied a wee mid week blow out, and my idea of this these days is a wee hill race instead of trying to rattle 8 pints down the Dog House. The race that happened to suit was Cort-ma Law which is situated on the Crow Road above Lennoxtown. Now I'm no hill runner but I do like to test myself now and again and this suited my shifts and home life.

I had a quick swatch on the website which read  -MANDATORY KIT FULL BODY WATERPROOF COVER, MAP COMPASS AND WHISTLE. Still currently in the hottest Scottish weather known to man, I headed up with my full kit consisting of shorts and vest. And that was it. Sure I wouldn't get lost, and not having used a compass since 1st year, I thought I'd Just go with the 'follow the guy in front method. But on speaking to the organiser it turns out you actually did need all this kit! Anyway, that's the rules and It'll be the last time I turn up without the mandatory stuff no matter the weather. It's just not fair on the organisers and running about having to borrow kit isn't fun. I ended up using a full sized rucksack and looking like a  novice full kit wanker. Aw the gear nae idea type of thing.

                                                               Full kit wanker

After getting over the shame of not having the gear it was almost time to set off. The race started at 1930 instead of the 1900 advertised time which was a bit of a pain but not to worry. Everyone's kit was checked at the start and it was soon start time. Off we went and the pace of the leaders was unbelievable. I settled into a good wee rhythm and power hiked the really steep bits. To give you an idea I ran the first mile in 13:13 minutes, climbing 743ft according to strava. The route kind of flattens out a wee bit here with some minor up and downs and I managed to gain a few places by opening the legs up. I was keeping an eye on my HR which was comfy at around 155 bpm or so. Norry McNeill soon passed me, I've had some good races with Norry of the recent years and he powered past me. Good to see him racing well. There was now a good few tussocky bits to leap along which brilliant. There were numerous bogs which I tried to sight, and failed most of the time, going in way deeper than knee deep most times, great fun. I then slowed a wee bit and got passed by a couple of runners, so I picked up up before the descent.

Now as I say I'm no hill runner, but I was flinging myself down the steep descent as fast as I could, windmilling my way down. I was then passed by a proper runner who flew past me like I wasn't even moving. It's impressive to watch. I was going as fast as I could at this point as well! There was then a burn crossing which is always enjoyable before another tough climb up. At this point I was overtaken by Norrie again, who happened to go the wrong way earlier in the race. I don't ever remember getting overtaken twice in such a short race, so great running!! I did try keep him in sight but there was then the massive descent back to the start. Again I went as quick as my wee legs would take me. It's probably the steepest I've raced down. I was wearing the Inov-8 X-Talon 212 again which really kept the grip great down here. They have still never let me down in any conditions.

Coming in to the finish

                                       


I finished in 58:21 (watch time). Pretty happy with that having had tired legs for the last 5 weeks or so because of the miles I've been putting in. Next up is the Great Glen way, really looking forward to returning to this and seeing what I can do. It'll be my first long one for a while so I'll see how the legs cope!

Glentress Trail Marathon

The first proper race day of the year was Glentress trail marathon. I had done a few wee short races but this was a wee tester and a good long tough training run which would give a bit of a gauge as to how I was feeling. I had been doing a wee bit more climbing than I normally would do, and although I always feel weak on the hills and get passed by everyone and their dug, I was interested to see how I'd get on. As is my specialty, I had missed just about every planned long run on my plan, for a mixture of reasons. Although this is probably the first time I've missed them for reasons other than I couldn't be arsed.

Anyway...I'd had a pretty rubbish training week in the week leading up to this, and was keen to get a decent weeks training in on the week of the race, and hopefully run on semi tired legs, which I succeeded in doing. 

Race day came and me and Allan set off from Dumbarton about 0715 ish, arriving there about 9. The weather was perfect, little wind, clear skies, and a few degrees above freezing. This meant the course wouldn't be chewed up with much mud, and it had been sunny all week so little snow also. I opted to run in the Inov-8  X talons (which I spoke about in my previous blog). Given the perfect conditions I could have went with my Inov8 Race Ultras which would have maybe been a little more comfy, and I didn't require the extra grip. But they were good as ever and I have no complaints over my choice on the day. I didn't have any hopes going into the race, other than feeling decent throughout. 

The countdown started and at 10 bells we were off. A wee cheeky downhill for 20 seconds doesn't give an accurate insight into whats ahead. 2 loops of 2500ft climbing over single track, fire roads, switchbacks and mountain bike trails. More trail porn than anyone could hope for in a mornings run anyway.

It starts with a gentle climb and I was happy for loads of folk to leave me in their dust, and settle into a comfy pace. Even early in the race some of the downhills are quad shredding, I wasn't paying much attention at one downhill and crashed pretty hard. I was up as quick as I was down incase anyone seen me - but it meant me nursing a sore knee and hip for the rest of the race which was not fun on the rest of the downhills! I was trying to count and I think I was as low as 18th after a few miles. I aimed to complete the first loop in about 1:50 ish, and I maintained a very easy effort for the loop, walked the steeeeep uphill, and got back to the start in 12th position, in a time of  1:49 and change (whoooop). I had noted a few points where I would pick up the pace on the second loop, and hoped to pass a few people on those sections. I knew I would slow a bit (see above lack of long runs), but it wasn't too rough. I was aware I was slightly slower on the climbs, but I was putting a decent effort in on the flats and downhills and started to pass people. As the climbs went up and up, the pain in the quads was well worth it as we were rewarded with awesome views and crystal clear skies.

The miles passed very quickly for me in the second half, and I picked up several places within a few miles. I know I'm way down on a podium spot, but it's all good and I'm wanting a decent training run, as opposed to a race. However, as to anyone who knows me...I can't resist a race. I love it. I love throwing everything down and going all out against someone, be it for 1st or 30th, I just love racing. So as I was going up the swtichbacks under the trees, I see 2 runners in front, and I pass one pretty quickly, and catch the other one. I stay in his shadow and plan to pass on the flat or the downhill. But he has other plans. He tore away on the downhill and on this occasion I just couldn't match the speed to put a burst in. I don't recall the other runners name but it was a great effort at the end of a tough shift and well deserved, and was good to watch from a distance. I'm still a bit off mentally to dig deep in races, and this is something I need to work on for races so early in the season. But that's the way I am if I treat a race as a training run, and talk myself into it from entry day so I'm not worried, and I know I can zone in to races that I chose to put the mental energy into. But, well beaten in a wee sprint off in the closing miles.

In the end I finished in 6th position in a time of 3:47. I was pretty happy with this, but more happy that I ran what I felt was a decent run. My legs weren't goosed at the end, I felt good throughout and I was able to walk hobble free, unlike my usual post race zombie march.

For the pre race breakfast this time I opted for porridge with Almond and coconut milk, with a wee bit of granola.  Apart from that, the entire day was fueled by Tailwind which sorted me right out. For those who haven't tried this, which I'm sure isn't many, it's an amazing fuel for both races and training. No drops in energy, no stitches, no need to constantly be near a toilet. Plus it tastes awesome. I usually like to back it up with some solids during the really long stuff, but for a cheeky wee marathon there is no need at all for that. Go tailwind!!!


This is twice I've turned up at this race, and the first I've finished. 2016 I chucked it after 1 loop, so it was good to finally clear the 2 year slagging off I'v had for wearing the race T shirt that I never earned. For those who haven't ran this, the race has everything and is a great event so early in the year that will surely test the winter training.


The switchbacks are awesome, downhills tricky and rocky with the ankle grabbing heather ready to bring you to a crash if you aren't paying attention (I wasn't - ouch), the climbs are tough and the views awesome, if you're the type of person who like to look around during races.

See you next year to skelp my time!!

Snow snow snow

Well this week was all about getting back into the start of some proper mileage, instead of just messing about.The week started as normal with Horseshoe Monday, which this week was an easy 10 miles. Unbelievably,  my legs were still hurting slightly from the Trossachs trail race the Wednesday before, so it was good to ease them off.

On Tuesday the snow started but at this point it wasn't very deep. I had planned a hill repeats session. This is one of my weaknesses and I've not ran a hill repeat session for years. I had every excuse ready not to do it and to do an easy run instead. It's too slippy, it's getting dark, I've only slept for 3 hours, the list goes on. But I keep looking at this picture

and I don't want to be this disappointed again. So off I go. 10 reps of running through treacle while my legs are on fire. I'm not sure I was even running at some points moving up the hills but i got the job done and it was good to finally get a leg burner in the bag.

As I continue to work on my weaknesses (the biggest of which is hills obviously) I'm doing all my easy runs that I can on hills. By this time the snow had hit and I was constantly been rewarded by views like this

                                       



The hills even at an easy pace are still working my wee legs hard, but no one is going to give me the ability to run up hills fast, it's not going to magically appear so the only thing I can do is get up them every day. In many ways I feel like a beginner again at this. But I continue on and on, and it's made slightly easier by it getting slightly easier. So already feeling the benefit, and next weeks hill session will be a good bit tougher.

An 18 miler on Friday was pretty miserable. Freezing, icy and pouring rain but I got the job done and my legs at the end felt as fresh as when I'd started, Bonus!

I ended up on 70 miles for the week, pretty much my go to mileage, with 6500ft of climbing. The highlight of the week for me, was running around Balloch Park with my eldest daughter. She didn't ask to go sledging, or go make a snowman, she insisted on going out running with me in the heaving snow. Running can be such a selfish sport, and I often worry that I'm spending too much time away from home, too much time away from the kids when I should be doing other things. But I'm living in hope that it teaches them the dedication and sacrifice that you don't get from book learning. To work hard when you don't feel like it. If you only work hard on the days you feel good, you'll never get anything done.

                       
                                                              My favorite miles

I have to say, I am super impressed with Inov8s latest X Talons. Fortunately for me, these come in the team colours of black n red. With all the ice, snow, mud I've ran in this week, I haven't slipped or fallen once! Much better than the previous versions I've used and I've had total confidence in them doing speed work and decending quickly!! You can check them out at the link below here -

                                                              

West highland way race 2016

I think I was about 18 years old when I first heard about the west highland way race. I'd just finished running a marathon when I heard that people ran the full West highland way. I don't think at the time I could process the thought of this. I swore to myself that I'd run it one day.

Fast forward 13 years...

June 18th 2016. 5 minutes to 1 am. Race briefing done and I'm standing on the start line at Milngavie train station. The start line which I'd imagined myself on for the previous 13 years. I go through my training in my mind. 1500 miles for the year. 100,000 feet elevation gain. I'm ready. I am surrounded by familiar faces, some I've never met, some I recognise from social media, all illuminated by the glow of the head torches on every runner. It's time to go. Another run through of my race plan goes through my head, this time interupted by the sound of the horn and the cheers from the waiting crowd. The race begins and I take the first step of many.

The first few mies pass quickly. I settle into an early rhythmn of just over 8 minutes per mile average. I'm joined by a few others and natter away to each other. I manage to get out on my own soon and enjoy the company of only my headtorch, continuingly chasing the bouncing glow along the easy flat miles. The miles pass uneventfully and before I know it I've reached drymen. I've ran the next section many times. I have fun remembering the miles in the harsh weather that I have put in on this sectionto prepare for today. My mind drifts and I find myself at the bottom of the conic. I run the hill at an easy pace, exactly on plan. I turn at the top to look around. Seeing the worm of headtorches dancing behind me on the trail up the hill is an amazing sight. When I look forward again I am greeted with the almost full moon illuminating the glass like water of Loch Lomond. I think at this point it is worth doing the race for these two views alone.

Its is starting brighten and I no longer need my head torch. Which is handy, on the decent from conic hill my battery runs out. It should have lasted hours longer. Hopefully not a sign of things giving up before they should be. I reach Balmaha car park within 3 seconds of my target time. Im met by my lone supporter Theresa who fills up my water bottles and sends me on my way quickly. She shouts to me that the battery on my go pro had already ran out, yet another sign that things weren't lasting as long as they should! I shout back that we forgot to pack beer for after the race. Priorities!

Balmaha - 2 hours 45 minutes

Within a mile of leaving Balmaha I force down an energy bar and immediately bring it back up. Not really ideal but I sometimes struggle with the solid food and I was managing enough tailwind for the early part of the race so I wasn't too bothered. The remaining miles to Rowerdennan passed uneventfully. I don't remember passin anyone or being passed at all, however I may be wrong. I ran into Rowerdennan to see Davie Gow just in front, and immediately thought I must be going too fast. I arrived just a few minutes in front of my target time. 

Rowerdennan - 4 hour 5 mins

Another attempt at an energy bar is met by the same result at the first. I don't hang about long as I am being attacked by a horde of midges. I grab a banana and force this down as I trundle along the lochside. I ease along and spot Davie Gow in front. I take the lead from him - he is far more experienced than me so I walk the sections he is walking and run again when he does. The race is following the low route this year which I love. The rugged section passes underfoot and Im having a great time, my legs feel fresh. Davie stopped for a comfort break and i stretched not far in front of him. I run through Inveruglas stopping briefly to drink an irn bru. The army of midge is stronger here than at the last stop. I soldier on, aware Im being followed closely but I'm not bohered by position, certainly not at this stage anyway. A few miles up the road the the lead lady tears past me. There is no way I could keep her pace she is setting scrambling over the rocks. Time passes and I know Im closing in on seeing Theresa and my dad which gives me an immense boost. The dreaded midge attacks continue until Im almost at Beinglas. I spot a familiar vest in front and catch up. I see its Hal Koerner! We exchange pleasantaries as I pass. He is struggling with a knee injury. I doubt he has understood anything I said. Before I know it I am climbing the style and Ive arrived at Beinglas. My dad and Theresa set about me, feeding me and filling my bottles. Id love to hang about but the midges are too harsh. I make a joke about overtaking famous Hal and run on.

Beinglas farm - 6 hours 59 mins

This next section is a bit of a baw breaker. I get my head down and trudge on. Truth be told I don't remember much of this section. Im met by a walker near Crainlarich who fills my water bottles. Im beginning to fade and Im doing garmin maths to see if I'll make the next check point in time. The sun is rising further, and it seems with each further rise, my legs respond with lost energy. Im now struggling to take on the tailwind and I know I need to eat. 

Auchtertyre - 8 hours 51 mins

A struggle. I sludge into the checkpoint. On the scales and run on towards the car. I see my dad behind and he soons catches up and tells me I've lost more than 4% of my body weight. I need to eat. I lean against my car and rest my almost weary legs. More bananas go down a treat for some reason. For those who don't know - I HATE bananas. But today they serve me well. My body knows it needs them. I refuse the offer of swapping into my vest. Im determined to cross the line in Dumbarton colours and keep my black t shirt on for the time being, in favour or ruining the vest for the end. Away I go, through Tyndrum and Im offered a choc ice. Id love one however my vegan stubbornness doesnt allow this. Had it been a calippo I would have faceplanted it right there.

 A mile further nd I hear a tooooot from the road. My Dumbarton team mates who are running the relay  shortly pass me on the main road. This gives me a massive lift. I manage to bounce along nicely. The day is warming up, the trail is busy and I enjoy seeing the walkers and cyclists on the route again. A drone flies overhead and I try and maintain good running form incase it records me. I begin the small descent in to Bridge of Orchy and Im starting to feel the days efforts. The sight of my dad perks me up again, and I run a short distance to the car park, happy I'll see Theresa soon and get more Bananas! 

Bridge of Orchy 10 hours 40 mins

Im well down on my target time now. At the aid station my mum and daughter are there. The lift I get from seeing my wee girl is well needed. A man recording for the adverture show asks me some questions, I have no idea then or now what was said, but I know I need to move. Stocked up again and Im off. I have a wee bet on with thhe Dumbarton crew that I will get to the finish before them Im under pressure and Ill need to run well to conme close. This urges me on. I push on and on and on. The miles now pass slowly. I check my garmin moreoften. It doesnt speed up. Im running upwards of 11 minute miles on the good bits. The descents begin to hurt. Energy comes and goes from my legs like the ebb and flow of the tide. The power drains from them gradually, each step getting harder and more sluggish as the garmin shows me slowing, only for the power and freedom they once had to come crashing back in, when I manage to force some food down. Garmin tells me Ive already lost my bet. Ill be doing well to reach Glencoe without being passed. I make this a micro goal. The heat is getting to me and I finally give in and take my t shirt off. TAPS AFF for a while.

Glencoe 12 hours 57 mins

A happy sight to see. I run a few hundred metres with my dad. This is always a proud moment for me. Into the aid station and Theresa and the rest of the team do a great job of perking me up. I feel sick and can't keep much down and feel a little dizzy. I get into my team colours and the other team mates ask how Im doing. Its good to see familiar faces.The relay team catch up and pass me in the aid station. A short lived bet, however Ill be back another year to avenge it!! Banana fuelled again and Im off. Im feeling it now. The devil comes and goes, with a few high 5s at the bottom which were well needed. The descent is hard. I walk a lot of it and im basically counting the steps to Kinlochloeven which can't come quick enough.

Kinlochleven 15 hours 36 mins

This aid station is a blur. I get weighed which shows Ive put weight back on, but this will be down to getting weighed with full water bottles. Im told I spoke to team mates

but looked right through them, unaware of who they were at this time. Im dizzy, I don't know who is talking to me, I dont know what Im eating, I know I must push on. I reluctantly leave Theresa and my daughter, my mum and the Dumbarton team mates, and Im led from the station by my dad. I run slow. There is now another runner and I try keep in front of him on this final climb. I focus only on the finish. There is no where else to go but forward. No point looking back, Im not going that way. I beat the other runner to the top of the climb, Im immediately left in his wake on the flat. I know now I will not feel the energy and power surge back to my legs, I have eaten too little. I death march on, milee by mile slowly passing underfoot. My mind wanders again, I know my wee girl is running the last 100 metres with me and this keeps me going. Lundavra approaches, Im greeted with a cheeky wee rest on a chair and somne irn bru - love it. I death march on, the down hills are agony and Im overwhelmed by the amount of relay runners passing me to shake my hand and offer a cuddle. The must know I need it.

Braveheart car park!!!! I know Im almost there, Richie passes me in the van, shouts I have half a mile to go. Im aware there is a runner close behind, unaware relay or not. This injects life into my sorry legs. I spot my dad, shake off my race vest ready to hand to him. Its just around the corner. I shake off my tired running form, my short stride, lift my head up and go. Running faster than I have the entire race, I see me wee girl, in team colours too. I take her hand and we run into the car park together. I look at her as I cross the line, a moment 13 years in the making. Its hard to describe how much I enjoy sharing this moment with her. 

Fort William 19 hours 26 mins and 6 seconds.

I couldn't have managed the day without those who helped me. Theresa, daddy cool, my mum, my daughter, and all the Dumbarton team mates. Particularly those who I had the bet against who urged me on when they knew how I was feeling, and perhaps more importantly, put my tent up for me. Thanks, I owe you. 

A lot slower than my target. Im happy enough. Never satisfied. Sometimes I set myself goals, and making them or not the feeling can be bitter sweet. Its strange, something Ive wanted to achieve for so long, and putting a goal in 2 months before of a time which Ive not achieved, Im not overjoyed. Happy yes, estatic no. So the goblet has remained in its box so far. I wouldnt enjoy drinking from it when I dont feel like Ive lived up to my potential on the day. Bitter sweet as I say. Until next time...

Continuing the build

Monday - AM 10 miles @ 7:19 min miles PM 10 miles @ 7:17 min miles

Tuesday - AM 9 miles @ 7:25 min miles PM Dunbartonshire track 5k 17:24

Wednesday - 16 miles off road 9:15 min miles 2,300 ft elevation

Thursday AM 6.6 miles @ 8:02 min miles PM club 5 mile tempo 5:49 min miles

Friday 10 miles 7:11 min miles

Saturday 14 miles @ 7:32 min miles

Sunday 8 miles @ 7:23 min miles

Weekly total 100 miles elevation 5,300 ft

13 hours total.

I don't remember what age I was but I was pretty wee. I remember on a Saturday morning I was playing in the garden when my dad came back from playing golf and he was putting his clubs away in the garage. He had a massive red and black Dunlop bag and I asked him when I got bigger if I could have his bag and his clubs, and he said I'd need better ones because I'd be better than he was. I thought he was the best golfer ever (he played off of 21)  I'd played with him and he hit it for miles, much further than a wee me could hit. He also taught me how to play and act on the golf course. Plus he had also had 2 holes in 1. Ive still never managed to get one and I play in single figures. This is the first memory I have of him being my sporting hero.

He also ran when I was wee. As I grew up I don't ever remember him running much, but he had ran a marathon and one time done a race which involved kicking an orange down a hill which we went to watch. One of the things I remember is when he told me he had once ran 100 miles in a week. I thought that was amazing and I didn't know how far it was but I was proud he had done it and I remember telling my friends about it.

When I took up running again a few years ago I still remembered this. About a year ago I decided to do it one week to see how I got on. I ran my last run on a Sunday on my way home from work, and met my dad for the last few miles or so. I finished my first 100 mile week with him, after all its all down to him that I run. I really enjoyed that moment.

Today when I was running I finished another 100 mile week. I think I'll always think of him and how he has inspired me when I reach the 100 mile mark. I hope so anyway. 

Now I'm hitting 100 miles a week fairly regular, and my legs feel great for it. I'm running better,  stronger and faster than before. A few months hard work coming up when I'll be pushing towards the 150 mile a week mark and I'm looking forward to seeing how I cope with that.

This week's training was fairly simple, no long runs and mostly double runs to get the miles in. A 5k track race on Tuesday night I was hoping for about 16 minutes, but on pushing off I knew it wasn't going to happen and finished in 17:24.

Thursdays tempo was on tired legs but I managed to average 5:49 min miles a faster time than I've managed on this course.

Happy with the progress I've made in recent weeks and I'll see how I feel on this week's long runs.

Deeside 33 ultra

This was the first ultra of 3 I am running this year. Being so early in the calendar year it's the first for many. I ran it last year for which I done a race report if you scroll through the old posts. Comparing myself to last year to the date, I had ran almost double to the previous year, was running faster, feeling better than ever, plus almost a stone lighter in weight.  So it was almost a guarantee to be a good race and a new PB for me. Except it wasn't. 

Up until a fortnight ago I had never failed to finish a race. No matter what happened. I've finished a triathlon in which my chain snapped and I ran half the bike loop, I've cycled on in races using 1 leg when my pedal broke and fell off, ran while vomitting,  and believe it or not, once ate a regurgitated meal to allow me the energy to finish when I really didn't feel like it.

I entered the glentress marathon which was on an amazing loop, off road over hills with great elevation all of which I love. I stopped after 1 lap. I used the excuse that the race started late, and if I had went out for the 2nd loop I'd have been struggling to make work on time. I could have ran faster or harder but I didn't. I just gave up. Quit. So a few days mulling about and I set my sights on d33.

Last year's time was 4:07 and this was easily beatable without much stress. Keeping an easy pace I should have bust 4 hours with ease. But I'm just not up for it. I am just not enjoying racing at all. Anyway I tried to talk myself into it and being up for it on race day, but as it drew closer I was looking for an excuse not to go. I briefly mentioned this at the running club and was told to man up/get a grip/go run well so off I went with the best intentions, helped by some kind words of how well I'm running at the minute.

Race day

4 bells and my alarm went off and I made the lonely trip up to Aberdeen.  Arriving in good time I met some familiar faces and had a good catch up with jonny pritchard about the races we were doing this year.

9 o clock came and I set of at 7 min miles which I find really easy now, especially for a flat course on tarmac like this. I've done this in training and know I can run this pace for 30 miles without too much trouble. I was more of less this for the first half apart from a few toilet stops and reached the 16.5 mile halfway about 1:58 hours. I had planned to pick it up here and return a bit quicker so safely go under the 4 hours.

Although when I ran round the half way point the same thing happened as a fortnight ago. I gave up. I did go on and finish the race but I gave up in my mind. I was upwards of 8 and a half min miles in some places, and 1 mile I even stretched to an 11 min mile. This was not due.to fatigue at all. My legs were fresh. At 1 point I didn't see anyone behind me, so I stopped and walked and was waiting for someone to catch up with me. This is purely a motivation issue. I finished in 4:15, 8 minutes slower than last year. But that's the problem. I don't care. I'm not interested that I'm not racing well.

It's not that I'm not enjoying running.  As soon as I got back in the door I wanted to go out running again. I'm loving training and I can't get enough of it. I hate a day when I'm not running and I don't feel right. So what's the problem? How do I get my mojo back and get that bit between my teeth that I used to have, even if it was racing someone up a set of stairs? I hate getting beaten. Except in recent months when it's not fussed me at all.

I've never been like this and I need to sort the issue quickly. I've a few ideas on how to sort it so only time will tell if they work. If not it will be a slow year for me.

Hopefully ill be back to it soon and get back to running well, and see what happens from there.

100 mile week

Monday 8.3 miles @ 7:28 min miles

Tuesday am 4.2 miles @7:27 min miles PM 7.5 miles @7:16 min miles

Wednesday AM 4 miles @7:43 min miles

Thursday 26 miles on West Highland way @ 9:21 min miles

Friday 20 miles @7:48 min miles

Saturday 15 miles @ 7:50 min miles

Sunday 14.5 miles @ 7:19 min miles

Weekly total 100 miles elevation 7000ft

I started this week solely with the aim of running 100 miles for the week. I did initially plan some speedwork aswell but the club sessions didn't suit me this week. Monday and Tuesday were non events really with no exciting runs. The morning runs when I am early shift I am starting to cope better with. Life at home meant I had to skip wednesday nights run which was a planned 10 miles, so I felt like I would be chasing my tail trying to get the weekly goal.

Thursday I headed to the west highland way and done an out and back from Balmaha. I had intended to go north from Rowerdennan but the road was shut! The lochside is my favorite section of the WHW, it is just so tough. Anyway I ended with 26 miles, my wee legs were tired which I blame on the lack of hills so far this year, but at the end I could have ran on. My average HR was 139 was happy with that.

Friday was the return of more mile loops around my housing estate. I love running loops and it's good to run past the house tired and not give up and go in. HR 131 and it took in elevation of 1,500 feet.

Saturday was a real struggle, every step was a hassle and my whole body was wanting me to stop, but I struggled on. Sunday was a different story. I felt great on Sunday, mayne because I knew I had met my weekly target,but my legs felt fresh and I could have ran on at tne same pace.

A recovery week for me now with the glentess marathon at the weekend. This is my first race of the year but along with the D33 I had planned both as training runs and wasn't planning on actually racing them but I'll see how I feel on the day.

I really enjoyed the 100 mile a week and I will soon be doing back to back 100s, with upwards of 130 a week during my peak months.  

Ticking over

Monday - rest day

Tuesday - AM 3 miles @ 7:31 min miles PM club session 6 x 800m @ 5:30 min miles

Wednesday - AM 3.8 miles @ 7:36 min miles PM 10 miles @ 7:08 min miles

Thursday - AM 2.6 miles @ 8:04 min miles PM - 5 miles tempo @ 5:53 min miles

Friday - recovery 5 @ 7:54 min miles

Saturday - 11 easy miles @ 8:30 min miles

Sunday - 11 miles @ 7:30

Weekly total 62 miles elevation 2,700

Not much to cheer about this week! 18 miles short of my target but a surprise weekend off with the good lady led to less running. Happy wife happy life. The 2 club sessions were good, the 800s were not at full pelt. HR average was 154 bpm and max 168 bpm, shows I was holding back a bit as I had planned this week.

The tempo was good aswell. This was on tired legs but again happy with my pacing, average HR 159 so I can defo push it much harder. Ontonthis week, 2 back to back ling runs and the first 100 mile week of the year. Happy days

The benefits beat the alarm clock

Here we go again...after last weeks recovery week of 50 miles my legs felt pretty good at the start of the week. Ill keep with the 3 hard, 1 recovery week for just now. Some yoga sessions thrown in too and im starting to notice a difference in my flexibility so ill keep at it with 3-4 sessions a week.

Heres this weeks training

Monday - 3 miles @ 7:58 min miles

Tuesday - club session 2 x 2ish miles @ 5:38 min miles

Wednesday - AM 4 miles @ 7:20 min miles PM 6.7 miles @ 7:47 min miles

Thursday - AM 4 miles @ 7:39 min miles PM 5 x 1K @ 5:14 min miles

Friday - 4 miles recovery @ 7:36 min miles

Saturday - 20 miles @ 7:15 min miles

Sunday - AM 13 @ 8:29 min miles

Weekly total 73 miles

Elevation 2800

Monday was a total non starter due to belly issues - enough said. The club session 2 x 2 is one of my favorites, and this time was much improved from the last time around. First rep comfortable at 10:55 HR 170 max, second rep 10:33 HR 176. I even managed to catch the fast guys in my second rep, but going by my HR Ill be able to go quicker again. It was pretty windy into the bargain aswell.

Recovery wednesday with a run before work, the same thursday and my legs were still tired from tuesday. This is how I feel about morning runs...

But the benefits beat the alarm clock everytime.

The club session was 5 x 1K, its round a loop so we had the wind in our faces and backs which I enjoyed. The firat rep was 3:20 which I thought was too quick, but then came 3:16,3:16,3:12 and a 3:07. Without doubt the fastest Ive been and a max HR of 179 made me burst at the end.

Saturday 20 miles in the legs at a comfy pace which we picked up near the end and the last 5 were under 7 min miles with a headwind. Was a thought after less than 5 hours sleep but read the above words below the picture and that soon sorts it!

My legs were tired sunday but that was due to kack of yoga and foam roller. The weather was minging. Sheets of wind and rain in the face wasnt fun, I did have 20 planned but bumped into people from the club and they helped me suffer through 13 miles. A low HR of average 126 showed I wasnt working hard, if I pushed it in this session I would have suffered the following week.

For those who play close attention will notice im short of this weeks target. The condidtions outside talked me out of it, but now Im home I cant face the thought of not making my goal for the week, despite some good speed sessions in there. So off I go for another 7...see you next week.

I love irn bru!!

Monday - easy 10 miles (7:49 min miles)

Tuesday - warm up, club tempo 3.7 miles (5:58 min miles), cool down

Wednesday - 4.4 miles (7:22 min miles)

Thursday - 17 miles (9:05 min miles) elevation 2,247 ft

Friday - 20 miles on the west highland way (9:41 min miles) elevation 3,232 ft

Saturday - club 8 mile race (7:16 min miles) https://www.strava.com/activities/476386562

Sunday - recovery 8 miles (8:10 min miles)

The goal of this week was just more miles in the bank. I had planned 2 long runs. I cut thursdays one short by 3 miles because I had the dreaded white finger, if youve never had that it is absolute agony and totally ruins my runs.

A yoga session in the morning loosened me up for my long run. This was easy paced with a souble dunter of the conic hill. The views were totally different than the same place a week before (last weeks photo on previous blog). 

Another yoga session at night and my legs felt good again.

Saturday was a club race. I knew this would be on tired legs but that was the idea, and I was totally burst on the last mile and couldn't hold my usual pace but that was what I expected. 

Anyway, I love irn bru. I would drink it all the time if it was any good for you. I just can't get enough of it. However seeing as it's full of sugar, rotten for your teeth and body, means it's not wise to drink it all the time. 

I recently seen a YouTube video from your world within called clarity. Your world within is a series of motivational videos. In the video it mentioned a quote that said "deciding what not to do, is just as important as deciding what to do" or words to that effect. 

So therein lies the irn bru. I've not had a drink of it in weeks. I'm trying to do more miles, and last Sunday when I was planning out this weeks miles, I set myself a wee reward of an irn bru on Sunday night if I met my target. 

A long run Thursday followed by a longer one Friday, and an 8 mile X country race with the club in Saturday, meant I was doing well but would have to get up and do 8 mile recovery on Sunday morning. 

I bought my irn bru on Saturday and left it sitting out. It was the only thing that got me out the door on Sunday morning. 

80 miles in the bank, and it was the best can of irn bru I've ever had! 

Here comes the snow

Monday -  7 miles (7:46 min miles)

Tuesday - speed session 400/800/1000/12000 x 2, 400/800/1200 https://www.strava.com/activities/468978540

Wednesday -  5.4 miles (8:37 min miles) PM 6.3 miles (7:03 min miles)

Thursday - 6.6 miles (8:04 min miles)

Friday - off

Saturday - 14.4 miles (8:58 min miles)

Sunday -  6.3 miles (7:26 min miles)

Weekly total 56.7 miles elevation 4300 ft

I had set out to do 80 miles for the week as part of my build for the year, and I finiahed well short of that. Home life meant I scrapped Fridays run, so I had 44 miles to do over the weekend. Saturday came and the place was full of snow! I went on the west highland way from Drymen and went up the conic hill and back, I was running out of time before work so ended up with only 14 miles, but it was a good run and was safer to stay off the pavements.

I had planned a double run on Sunday, but chose the far more fun option of sledge shopping and a few hours up the park with the family.

Not the most outstanding training week but the snow is never here long, I have a kid and Im still a big kid, so there was only ever going to be one winner!

First week of 2016

Monday - 8.1 miles  (7:03 min miles)

Tuesday - a day out on the bevvy

Wednesday - 6.2 miles (7:03 min miles)

Thursday - warm up, 6 x 800m (5:33 min miles) , cool down

Friday - am  19.5 miles (7:48 min miles) pm - 4.5 miles (7:57 min miles) https://www.strava.com/activities/465677268

Saturday - 10 miles recovery (8:34 min miles)

Sunday - 11.8 (8:53 min miles)

Total miles 70 elevation 4000 feet

Well this was the first week of full training this year. I had taken a few easier weeks to let my legs feel fresh for the start of the year and so gar so good. Ive lost a wee bit of speed but that will be back next week.

Fridays 19.5 miles was a bit of a sore one, I haven't had a long run in ages. I went for 19 laps of the housing estate, good for the mind and body. It is good training to run past the house continually when the easy option is there to quit.

My priorities have changed a bit for the year, I got entry into the west highland way race, so I have ditched the plan to race a marathon in April/May in favour of some longer training runs. Ill still be doing at least 2 speed sessions a week, possibly 3 but im going to favour distance over speed for a few months and see how this makes a difference.

The 'A' race this year is glenmore 24, I just love running in circles and after making a complete arse of it last year I need to go back and make amends.

I have a goal in mind for the whw and g24, and a yearly target of 3,500 miles to run. Time to up the weekly miles 😊

Autumn leaves

Monday -  No running!

Tuesday - club tempo session 3.7 miles @ 5:56 min miles

Wednesday - AM 7.4 mile commute @ 7:23 min miles, PM 7.4 mile commute @ 7:39 min miles

Thursday - AM commute 7.4 miles @ 7:34 min miles, PM commute intervals 15 mins warm up, (6 mins on 2 rec, 2 mins on 1 rec) x 3

Friday - No running!

Saturday - intervals - inverted pyramid,10,8,6,4,2,4,6,8,10 strava link here - https://www.strava.com/activities/432398983

Sunday- steady run 16 miles @ 7:14 min miles

I was out at the previous weekend running, noticing the wet leaves under my feet. I was running on the cycle path surrounded by trees. All before me and above me I noticed all the leaves falling from the trees. What once were bright and colourful and full of life, then this time of year, it gets colder, the weather gets rubbish, things dry up, wither away and die. This happens not only in nature but in peoples lives. It gets cold and its harder for them to get out the door and running. The fitness they have built over the spring and summer dries up, withers away and dies. People out on weight, eat and drink more, and they have to work so much harder when the spring and good weather comes to get their fitness and well being back.

Im not doing that this year. I'll continue to work hard and consistent over the winter, when spring comes I'll be fitter and faster than I was during the summer. I'm sticking to 3 speed sessions a week, 2 shorter and one longer. I know its the way to get faster and with view to that I've made a few sessions up that I'll share as I do. Saturday was the first, reverse pyramids with 10 minutes on, 2 rest, 8 mins on etc. On the way back up I had only 1:30 rest, I done this purely because I k ew it woukd be more  painful, than a kick in the baws when I was starting to tire, and this had the desired effect. I had aimed to keep my intervals under 6 min miles and I failed on the last 10 mins. A further breakdown below.

Those who have started to follow will notice I ended my runstreak at about 33 days or so.  I did intend to keep it going longer but a hefty week and work and getting held on until the wee small hours meant I opted out. Not the best option but I felt my legs needed it. I may do a long runstreak at some point, but its not for everyone and I feel the benefit of taking a day off now and again. 70 miles in 5 running days this week shows I dont need to run every day to get my desired miles in too.

Anyway I'm rambling, and an easy recovery week for me this week to rehydrate with some beer in germany with my good lady, 4 days off running and then back down to nusiness on my return. Have a good week and run hard, don't forget - speedwork hurts and is hard but nothing that's easy  is worth doing,  is it?

More miles = better legs

Monday - AM commute 7.3 miles (7:10 min miles) PM  commute easy paced 7.4 miles (7:55 min miles)

Tuesday - warm up the  8 x 300m, cool down

Wednesday -20 miles easy paced (you tube video link here https://youtu.be/l0EEY3Kl6j0 )

Thursday - solo intervals 4 x 1 mile (5:46 6:00,5:58,6:04)

Friday - recovery 6.1 miles (8:08 min miles)

Saturday - solo intervals 6 x 800m ( https://www.strava.com/activities/423687696 ) PM - commute 7.4 miles (7:39 min miles)

Sunday - AM commute home 6.5 miles (8:10 min miles) PM - easy 4.7 miles (7:55 min miles)

Weekly total - 79 miles elevation 2,379 feet

This week was all about increasing the miles but also keeping in with my 3 promised speed sessions a week. A good start to the week with an easy commute each way, the focus on my commute is usually only getting the miles in unless I am using is as a speed session. The good thing about Monday morning was that I finally managed a more decent pace, I'm usually death marching from the start. Onto Tuesdays club session. Of all the sessions they do this is my least favorite. It's just too short and I feel like I dont benefit from it, I just can't get my heart rate to a decent level, with a maximum of 173. Next time I'll stay on and batter out 12 reps and see if this makes things any better.

Wednesdays 20 miler with Willy was a cracker, easy paced and we took in the 4 football stadiums in Glasgow. I had the camera so we messed about with that (youtube link above) and the easy pace reflected in my average heart rate of 136 bpm. My legs felt good after this and I felt little fatigue - until I attempted mile reps on Thursday! I always find it hard doing higher intensity alone but imagining footsteps behind chasing you is a good way to keep it going, but my legs weren't playing so that led to an easy Friday.

Saturdays 800s were also solo, I didn't note the times of each rep but averaged about 5:25 ish pace per mile. I should be doing my mile reps quicker than that but I'll take that this week, the track I used is really slippy and not maintained at all, I'll stick to the road from now on.

A commute in at night and then home in the morning, followed by an easy run in the afternoon finished the week nicely, leaving my legs fresh to attack the speedwork this coming week, I've one homemade session to try. Jelly legs here I come!

Rewarded by a nice sky on my commute home after nightshift

Accountability

Monday - 4 miles easy off road (7:13 min/miles)

Tuesday - solo 6 x 800 m https://www.strava.com/activities/416685773

Wednesday - 6.4 miles steady (7:04 min miles)

Thursday - club session 4 x 1200m https://www.strava.com/activities/418185143

Friday - steady 7.6 (7:53 min miles)

Saturday - morning commute 7.5 miles at 7:58 min miles

Sunday - AM commute 7.5 miles (7:29 min miles) PM - commute 7.5 (7:02 min miles) including 3 mins hard, 1 min recovery x 9 (I think)

Weekly miles 59 elevation 2310 ft

Well that's another week in the bag. I said last week I was going to cut down the milage and do 3 speed sessions. Tuesdays speed session was done aoone and I always struggle to put in a full effort when there is no one to be chased, or indeed chasing me but it was better than another steady run, which I've been doing a lot off recently. My legs were really tired the following day so another steady run anyway. The club session was good on Thursday, my legs were still tired and I didn't go as fast as I liked but I still managed a decent effort.

I'm getting back to feeling good with increased speed, I just need to stick to the plan and good things will come. I managed a cheeky wee lunchtime beer on friday and managed to out a not too bad effort in after that, with a decent small climb involved I felt better tnan on any hills I have for a while, maybe I need to drink more beer before runs!

A run to work on Saturday morning was met with a horrific headwind blowing the rain into my face the entire journey, but these are the good runs and the ones that matter come the sunshine and warm days. I can still barely move in the mornings and it's a bit of a shuffle but it's better than an extra hour in bed. Same on Sunday, albeit with better weather.

I had promised 3 speed sessions and I couldn't bear the thought of working hard on the way home from work, but I knew if I went for the easy option Willy Robertson would give me a hard time. It was his idea to have an accountability partner and if it wasn't for that this would have been another steady run. So onwards I went fuelled by knowing I wouldn't be getting a cheeky text from him. Willy has some great ideas and this is worth while trying out. You don't need to train with them, just tell them your weekly plan and they will make sure you stick to it. We are all accountable for our own actions but it helps to surround yourself with positive people who will make you stick to the plan, even when its 5am and you don't really feel like running. And if it's too cold, put on an extra layer - problem solved.

Oh and probably the best bit of the week, a new garmin arrived!

Right now where's my phone to give Willy a few cheeky texts about his week...😂😂😂

Return of the speedwork

Monday - AM easy 4 mile run (7:31 min miles) PM - easy 6.8 miles (7:18 min miles)

Tuesday - warm up, 6 x 800 m, cool down (5:28 min miles for the 800s) https://www.strava.com/activities/412356512

Wednesday - easy 4 mile run (7:40 min miles)

Thursday - warm up, 3 x 1 mile (5:18,5:33,5:33) https://www.strava.com/activities/413670789

Friday - easy 8 miles (7:46 min miles)

Saturday - easy 2.8 miles (7:23 min miles)

Sunday - steady 8 miles (7:15 min miles)

Weekly total 51 miles

So this week looked a lot different than it was supposed to, I had planned 75 miles but as soon as I started the speedwork I knew my legs would n't be up to the faster stuff and long miles, I'm still a few weeks away from that. Tuesdays speed session was the first for a while, although I did manage to keep to my taget but it was hard work. On Wednesday my legs just didn't have it so it was a short recovery before Thursdays club session. 3 x 1 mile I started too quickly at 5:18 and then suffered the next 2, limping home in 5:33 each time. That's the only 2 good sessions I had this week, I felt like I was just wasting miles on the other runs. I  need to get back on the foam roller, its the obvious reason my legs suffered all week.

Anyway onwards and upwards and lessons learnt for the coming week.

Broken car and garmin

Monday - steady 9.4 miles (7:03 min miles)

Tuesday - intervals on the sand. 15 mins warm up, 9 x 1:30 on, 1:30 recovery ( https://www.strava.com/activities/407529796 ) total 5.6 miles

Wednesday - AM - commute 7.3 miles (7:58 min miles) PM - commute 7.4 miles (6:52 min miles)

Thursday AM - Commute 7.4 miles (7:22 min miles) PM - intervals, same as Tuesday but with a 6 min interval (strava link here https://www.strava.com/activities/408863880 )

Friday - steady 3.8 miles (6:41 min miles)

Saturday -  11.5 miles off road (8:45 min miles)

Sunday - easy 4 miles

Weekly miles - 64, elevation 3,225 ft

This week was a bit of mix and match, I started off the week with a decent 9 miler with a small climb in it. I'm still feeling any sort of incline and it's a right struggle so far.Tuesdays speed work I done on the sand which isn't the greatest idea but it is good fun and tough on the legs. I made a mess of the session and accidentally skipped the 6 minute interval. A wee bonus! I then discovered the car didn't have an mot so I had to run to work, I still really struggle in the mornings but it's better than nothing and a good way to get the miles in without spending much time away from home.

Thursday was terrible with a broken garmin!

I repeated the interval session without skipping the 6 minute interval and managed a mile in it, so a good improvement from last week but still a lot to get back to where I was a few months ago. My weekend wasn't great with loads of beer getting drank, but I managed to keep the October streak going. Weekly milage was better and the arrival of new trainers meant there was something good out the week!

https://www.strava.com/athletes/542398

Glenmore 24

So glenmore 24 was my main aim for the year. This is my first full year at running ultras and I was really looking forward to the mental side of things. Over the summer I had a disappointing result at the Edinburgh marathon (3:00:15!!) and then I placed 2nd at the great Glen ultra (72 miles). I ran the devil as a training run for Glen more and all went to plan. After this I had a bit of a knee knock and as a result I lost out on about 3 weeks of good training in the lead up to the event, however I approached the 24 with a goal of well over 100 miles. 

The Friday night came and we travelled up to the campsite. Managed to get a space almost at the outside so my crew didn't need to walk far at all. I had briefed them about what I needed and when, and had all my nutrition sorted. 

I had written everything down in a notebook which I gave them (idea curtesy of willy Robertson) including some motivational quotes, how I would feel and what I needed to eat to sort it, so I was well prepared. I managed to get a decent sleep that night, helped along by 2 massive glasses of wine. 

Race morning came and I felt good. I done my usual stretching and had some porridge with some fruit and soya milk. I've been meat free since late April and decided to give the vegan thing a go and see how I feel, so far it's been about 5 weeks and I feel great. 

12 bells approached and we were off. I started as planned and went through the first marathon in an easy 4 hours. I had already been lapped by a couple of people but I knew I didn't want to set out at their pace so I kept to my plan. 

I went through 40 miles in about 6 hours. I'd been getting hassle from my mum and my fiancé for my lack of eating so far, and for some reason still unknown to me I decided to ignore their good judgement. 

8 hours in and I was starting to struggle. My legs felt great, apart from feeling I was losing 2 toenails but I wasn't fussed about that, toenails are over rated anyway. 

Darkness came and I was looking forward to the nighttime. I had a vegan curry with green lentils, a banana and this finally allowed me to run. This lasted about 2 laps and then the wheels came off. I was really struggling. My crew was trying to get me to eat some gels, I kept refusing because I knew if I boarded the sugar train I would never get off. Against all better judgement I shuffled along, talking more walking breaks. I knew my goal I had in mind was well and truely gone. 

About 0230 I got back to my aid station situated a wee but up a wee steep hill which I had to crawl up. I was done. I got a seat, my first of the race, put on some warm clothing and changed my shoes. By this time I was shaking uncontrollably. My fiancé kept saying I looked miserable, and I kept saying that feeling like this was what we paid our money for. You don't pay to have an easy day. 

I decided on a lie down under a foil blanket to get myself to a decent state. I stayed there for a few hours until I heated up. About 7ish I headed back out, I still hadn't eaten anything. I managed 3 slow laps, at a shuffle or a walk and managed to get back to the start about 1045, so 

I waited for the short loop to open. While having a seat I ate 3 gels, and some biscuits. 11 o clock came and I manage to run, and run well for a full hour. I felt great and my legs weren't tired at all. I didn't want the hour to end. What a difference getting some food in me does!  The horn went and I was instantly annoyed about how I had messed my race up due to rubbish, or lack of, nutrition.  The results aren't out yet but I will have hit about 90 miles, about 40 short of what I wanted!  Just means I'll need to return next year and get the job done!! The event was well organised, and I'll happily spend my money on any BAM races. Just means I need to wait a year to burst that 100 mile mark.

Meat free may

In the lead up to the (real) racing season I've decided to make a few changes and see if I notice any real benefit in terms of recovery.  Most of this is a result of listening to Willy Robertson and seeing the results he has achieved so far on a plant based diet.

The biggest change is cutting out meat. I thought this would be pretty hard but 2 weeks in and I feel great. I've dropped about 4 pounds in weight and some of the meals have been excellent. Tonight was Malaysian laksa using bell peppers, onions, and courgettes (Pictured below?

I've been having a morning smoothie each morning with mixed berries, wheatgrass, flax seed and some fruit juice. After running I've been having another smoothie with spirulina and mixed fruits which have helped my legs recover quickly.

I've done 75 miles this week and my legs feel fresh, including a hard 22 miles off road and 2 speed sessions. I was hoping for another 100 mile week but I fell yesterday and my knee wasn't up to it today. 

Each night I've been doing yoga from the YouTube channel yoga with Adrienne which has helped me keep the stiffness from the legs. 

3 weeks today until the Edinburgh marathon in which I should be sub 3 barring any disasters. 

Looking forward to it and another few weeks of being meat free :) 

Deeside 33 ultra marathon

I have been running most of my life on and off, and about 3 or so years ago I decided to get back into triathlons and running to see if I was actually any good or not. Last year (2014) I completed the rat race city to summit triathlon finishing in 6th place. Since then I decided to give the ultra running a go. I signed up for the Jedburgh 3 peaks ultra and had a terrible race however not long after I signed up for the Deeside way 33 ultra.

Up until race day I hadn't ran more than 19 miles in training so I didn't have high hopes going into the race and was hoping my legs would have plenty in reserve from last year. I was using this only as a training race for other events this year. 

My alarm went off at 4 am and I left shortly after picking up my good friend William Robertson from Glasgow. I ate my breakfast on the way which consisted of 1 high 5 sports bar and 4 lemon pancakes. I felt good after this however after speaking with William and his plant based ways I should probably do a bit better! 

We arrived in good time and parked right beside the park.  A wee warm up looking for the toilets and we were good to go. Race conditions were perfect with little wind and cloud cover. I met a few familiar faces from other races and then it was time to set off. I had initially planned to set out at 7 min/ miles and see how long I lasted however the first mile was busy and slow so I changed my plan and decided to run the full way at a steady pace. 

I set off alone and the first few miles had a gentle incline and I stayed about 7:25 min miles with my heart rate in the low 140s. I stayed with this until about mile 11 or so when William and his pal Barry caught me on a wee incline. I let them go ahead and stuck to my even pacing plan. The route was mostly tarmac with a few muddy bits and only gentle inclines. The race winner passed me with about 2 miles to go to half way, and he ended up finishing in 3:10 - amazing running. 

I caught William and Barry at the turnaround point and we decided to run the next section together. We were setting a good tempo about 7:10 per mile. Barry eventually took off at a good pace while I stayed relaxed. Myself and Willy were beginning to reel some people in which was showing our good pacing plan. I knew there was a small climb about 19 miles in or there abouts. I held back and Willy took off down the road. My heart rate climbed into 150s as expected due to my lack of training. 

I continued with my nutrition plan of 2 high 5 gels per hour which lasted me the full distance and I got no hunger. On approaching the marathon split I looked at my Garmin and seen I was 3:14 for the marathon which is 3 mins slower than my pb. I was extremely happy with this and the remaining miles were completed on an absolute high. I passed several people from this point and a few marshalls commented that I looked so fresh and happy. 

I knew Willy was well in front now and wouldn't see him (he finished in 4:01) so I continued at my even pace. The last 3 miles were slightly downhill and I was about 7:16 for each of them. 

The run into the park was excellent with a good crowd and high spirits all round. I crossed the line in 18th in a time of 4:07. 

I met Willy and Barry at the line then headed off to get changed. Willy had made a smoothie with spinich kale and other goodness which he forced down me. We both finished the race with fresh legs and returned to the tent for some well earned fruit and a bottle of deeside home brewed beer which I've still to try. 

The race was well marshalled throughout and I couldn't fault the organisation at all. The race was the cheapest I've entered at about £18 I think and I will be returning next year and hopefully be under the 4 hour mark. 

http://app.strava.com/activities/268109771