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Tuesday, 17 November 2015

My Longest Longest Longest Ever Run

As my regular readers may remember, I've been supposedly training for a marathon to take place here on the 28th November, but have been struggling with various niggling injuries for months.

Well, with the big day so close, today was going to be last chance I had to get a really long, final training run in. My longest one so far has been 25km, with a few 16km runs thrown in as well, but this isn't really the kind of mileage - well you can't say "kilometerage" - the training plans are suggesting.

Even with the weather forecast as bad as it was, there was no chance I could give this a miss. Had to do it, had to know I was capable of the distance on the day. I was hoping to get out and back before the storm arrived in the afternoon.

Wanting to avoid any upset stomach, I didn't eat anything in the morning before I left, but took along with me a bag of jelly beans, which really helped despite the fact that eating them on the run is actually a rather tricky business, it rather obstructing your breathing and there bring a risk of choking on the gelatinous mass in your mouth as well. But without that energy boost, I might have struggled.

For I ran 30.4 km in 3 hours 46 minutes, the furthest I've ever run. It was slow going, and the rain did lash down on me for the last hour, but I survived to get my cup of tea at the end, having run from home, to Bowbridge, to Hawton, to Cotham, to Thorpe, to Fanrdon, and then onto Rumbles coffee shop for a cup of tea, by which time I was pretty much on my last legs.

I was wearing my new trail running shoes, a pair of Kalenji Kapteren Explorers from Decathlon, which have basically been bought specifically for the marathon given that the route is largely off road and the weather has been, hey guess what, really wet lately. They feel rather stiff on the road, and with the deep tread it's actually rather like running in football studs on concrete, but off road they are comfortable and stable.

At £12.99 they aren't really designed for long runs, according to the website, but they handled the distance fine and I've only got a small blister that you would expect anyway running this kind of distance.

When I finished, I felt the urge to eat all things, and ended up eating two meals in two hours. According to MapMyRun, I'd burned the small matter of 3000 calories, so that's no surprise.

Especially as I'm an oinker when it comes to food, even without 30km in my legs.

Si

All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 17.11.15 - I have received nothing from Decathlon for reviewing their trainers. In fact I've never received anything at all, not one tiny little thing, from anyone. If anyone from Decathlon reads this, feel free to lob me some stuff. Same goes for anyone else with running, walking, astronomy, photography or birdwatching gear. Oh yes, and rum as well. 


30 kilometres of ache

Thursday, 24 September 2015

Whinging Towards Glory

With my 42km (26 miles, 385 yards, 6 tanks of oxygen, 50kg of traction) marathon upcoming in late November, I'm really struggling with my training. It is getting my down just a tiny bit.

Before May, I was running really well in the main. 51 minute 10km up hill and down, er, hill. Hitting the cross country, loving my nature, and being able to keep pace with butterflies racing me along the hedgerow.

That was before my return to cricket in May.

My first match, before I had even bowled, I gave myself a double groin strain running between the wickets. The next day, a big "n" shape of pain wrapped its way from thigh to thigh across my stomach. Everytime I coughed or sneezed, it was agony.

Being the sort of person blessed with reasonable determination, and a higher amount of stupidity, I've battled through the summer, in various twinges of pain, and by August thought I'd worked my way through the worst of it. My running pace was still off, but I was reasonably pain free and able to do a 15 mile run at one point.

Then I played the last cricket match of the season, and despite all the stretches, all the warm ups, hurt myself again. Rested up, went running the other day, and am now spotrting a sore achilles, sore thighs, and that swine of a groin and stomach pain again. Whinge whinge whine whine limp limp.

If I was in "Animal Farm" I would have beaten Boxer to the glue factory by months.

The marathon looms. I think I might have to trim it back to a half on the day, much to my frustration. I keep forgetting I'm middle aged.

Si

All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 24.09.15