September's club championship race and
there was sufficient interest to justify a coach down to Dumfries.
It's not that far but the roads are slow and so it made good sense.
Having been involved behind the scenes I had my fingers crossed it
would all go fine: that the coach (and all runners) would turn up at
the right time and we wouldn't leave anyone behind at the other end.
Thankfully it all went very smoothly. The weather was (in my opinion)
perfect for running, and my training had been going well. All in all
it was lining up to be a grand day out.
A while ago I had been discussing this
weekend with Michael G, and cursing that the half was the day after a
boozy evening trip with some Carnethy runners involving pubs, strong
drink and a few miles running over the Pentlands. He couldn't believe
I was considering doing this. He pointed out I had run just over 1.20
for Haddington and that I might well manage under 1.20 if Dumfries
was a faster course. What was I thinking? Right enough there are few
times when fitness, training, weather and a reasonable course make
for a potential pb, and that those occasions should be respected
rather than squandered with a night of boozing.
Suitably chastised I emailed Jim H to
quit (with reluctance) the team for the Equinox / Harvest run. It
hurt, but not as much as running 13.1 miles with a dry mouth and
pounding head. I even resisted the temptation of Mary's 18 miler on
Saturday and had a leisurely 8 miles with AGH rendezvousing with Mary
afterwards.
Porty Party Bus
I had a bad night's sleep Saturday: not
due to booze, but a tooth which has been hurting. I was up every 1 or
2 hours and felt a bit tired rising at 6.30am to ready myself for
Andrew's kind offer of a lift along to Portobello to catch the bus.
The last 2 weeks have been quite full-on at work. So much so that I
have only run 7 days in 14. That may have produced a taper effect to
my benefit. I certainly felt fine as soon as the race got underway.
This is 2 photos joined together.
The event was captured by http://www.athletesinaction.co.uk/ who are charging a relatively modest price (£6) for digital copies of the action photos taken on the day. (See first and last pic of myself.) The pre-event pics (as above) are free to download - a nice touch.
We arrived in sunshine at a modern
looking college campus and warmed up, running around and about the
various buildings, some modern, some old. We bumped into a Dumfries
club runner and asked him about the course. He gave us the lowdown –
hills (up) at miles 2, 5 and 10 though generally a downhill course.
The hills were big enough to notice but not to stop you in your
tracks. The downhill aspect was less obvious. Similar to Haddington,
on quiet country roads between fields of crops. Some nice views along
the way as well. I enjoyed Yana saying she could be running through
housing estates for all the scenery she takes in. I quite enjoyed the
scenery and find that if my heart is light, the miles pass by
quicker.
It was such nice weather I decided to carry the camera.
Robert Turner (in the shades) came on the Porty bus.
And ran a very impressive 1.15 for first v40.
There was quite a good sized crowd at
the start. I think it was Gareth who advised through Michael F's
phone, not to start too quickly. I had heard Nicola rate the benefits
of a slower start and felt I should give it a whirl – try NOT to
get caught up in the excitement and set off at 10k pace (Mr.
Limmer!), only to crash in the last couple of miles. I decided to
stick near Michael as he usually sets off steadily and almost always
surges late on. Surely a much better tactic.
That might be Criffel Hill ahead - (of Criffel Hill Race fame.)
Anyway it set us up for a good chance
to go under 1.20 for the Half. As long as the hill at 10 wasn't too
bad. It wasn't. Perhaps the shortest and shallowest of the 3 climbs I
was past it and hardly slowed. Up ahead a Bella was walking. I tried
to telepathically post DNF messages in his direction as they looked
likely for the team prize. I know that's unsporting. It's also not
very effective, and the dude started running again, and at a
respectable pace, more's the pity.
The goes-on-forever last mile alongside the river.
Spartan Johnny – on his triumphant
return home from a win at the Langdale Half called past to cheer us
on after the top of the ten mile hill. It was a great boost to see
him there although I may have been confused by his shouted orders to
go faster and given him the wrong hand signals.
WJ approaching the finish line to get first v55
I noticed the camera's settings had got
changed and I think this was the reason for some lost photos between
6 and 12. I took a couple on the steep downhill to the riverside and
along the goes-on-forever last mile. Two photographers and
then a large crowd and finish line. I managed to keep the pace going
and nobody overtook. In fact I think nobody overtook after the first
mile except Michael who swapped places with me a few times. I didn't
see him again from mile 10 and think it wasn't his day, as his last
few races have been considerably stronger.
Ann was another stowaway on the PRC bus.
I could hear Dumfries Alan behind which
kept me focussed and I crossed the line in 1.19.19 – a forty second
pb. I have Mr Geoghegan to thank for that. He reminded me to approach
the race sober and he was right. A drink is fun but a pb is for life.
Or until the next set of ideal conditions. And once you are into your
fifties those opportunities come round less often. Some races I
nearly kill myself or get into a huge battle with other runners or
the watch – today's race, although solid hard work, was relatively
plain sailing and passed along without any near death experiences or
leg trashing sprints to get over the line in time. And it is greatly
reassuring to go faster than ever before at an age when some find
themselves on the slippery slope of age related depreciation.
Top marks to the organisers. The route
was scenic, well marked and marshalled. The mile markers were
accurate and there was plenty to drink along the way. We got great
weather (although some prefer cooler) and the showers were (after a
while) warm. There was tea and biscuits and a great prize list. And a
fab goody bag – putting some big city events to
shame, with yoghurts, a yoghurt drink, crisps, a large block of
chocolate, a tech t-shirt, a medal, a choccy biscuit bar, a wrist
sweat band, drinks bottle, bottle of water etc. Not just three
leaflets and a banana.
Nice even splits. Undulating course but overall downhill profile.
The prize giving was really generous
and Porty just about did the clean sweep. Age group prizes were in 5
year groups. And there were 2 male and 2 female team prizes. 3 out of
the 4 of them coming back on the PRC bus! Though the Bella boys
resisted the thought transfer and won first male team. However,
prizes for 2 teams of Porty girls, which was brilliant! I am not
going to name individual age group prizes because I'll remember some
and forget others. Well maybe I'll mention Nicola who came first
lady, 6th overall and got a pb with 1.16.29, an
outstanding performance and first Porty home.
View out the coach windscreen on the way home.
Wonder what the road sign means?
Everyone got back on the coach and
although there were rumours of strong drink being passed around, the
behaviour didn't deteriorate too much and we all returned to base
without incident. A great day out and most seemed to feel it was a
really worthwhile choice of outing for the club championship. Great
race!
Rather good photo from athletes-in-action taken in last half mile.
Well done! You can't get any better than a PB
ReplyDeleteBut I disagree that a PB is for "life" it's only "until the next time".