Tuesday, 27 October 2015

Stirling XC


A sunny start to the day. I was looking forward to the trees in the Stirling University grounds which are always in their autumnal jackets for the cross country. Unfortunately the sun disappeared soon after we arrived and I only got a couple of bright photos before the weather dulled. It could have been a LOT worse though and the rest of the conditions were pretty near ideal with firm ground underfoot and no strong winds.


It was great that Jake was running today and got a lift with myself and Steve (thanks Steve!). The car was full of running chat and I gave Jake some spare 12mm spikes as his were a bit short. Although there are a few car parks around the University grounds, being last to compete (after the juniors and women etc) we were relegated to more distant car parks. So it was a hike from there to the start / changing area. It was only then that I realised I had left my vest in the car - taken out when I gave Jake the spikes. I wasn't sure it was even in the car - I might have left it home where I pinned on the number. Luckily (?) I had brought Mary's club vest. I had brought this extra vest along because one of the team might need one. Now I was the candidate. Having tried it on at home to amuse Mary I knew how unflattering it was. Mutton dressed as pork. I felt very self conscious until the gun went and kept pulling it down over the insistent gap between my shorts and the new porty-kini. What a state.


We had a warm up round a lap of the course. It seemed pretty much the same as previous years. According to the results I have run this one in 2013, 2010 and 2009. I had a feeling the course changed after 2009 to the current route, but reliable data no longer remains on my hard drives.





My race strategy was to go out hard and try to hold on. Dangerous over 9k but sometimes a death-or-glory race plan can get you far enough up the field to benefit from the faster ambient pace and you get dragged round, encouraged to boot it by the constant stream of runners overtaking. I found myself beside David F, Fergus J and any number of better runners. I held on for as long as possible. David Limmer took till the second lap to go past. It would have been sooner but he had another winning parkrun in his legs from that morning. He went ahead for a bit then came back towards me in the third lap, finishing 2 places and 5 secs ahead. I beat my '13 and '10 times. But noted Mr Cross (EAC) was ahead again. Still work to do.



photo Ramages


photo Mary L


wooden foot
photo Mary L


photo Louise P

When we got back to the car I found my vest. Mary has since said if I want to wear her vest again I don't need to go through all that pantomime, and just to wear it. Haha! 

Big thanks to Alex J and all the organisers and course markers and results gatherers who do all the hard work while we just turn up and run. Nice to chat to many folk from the running world. Good day out.






Monday, 19 October 2015

Peebles XC Relays


I wasn't super keen to do the Relays at Peebles as it seemed a long day out for less than 20minutes running. However the thought that I'd probably have to do the Skyline if I didn't have a good excuse, prompted me to sign up for Peebles. Lacking a big target in the next few months, a reason to get out in the dull weather and get fit, I decided to focus on the cross country season and see if that can inspire a bit of hectic off road training. I need to drop a few pounds and get out in the dark evenings rather than sit at home drinking wine. 

high point of the undulating course

Talking of wine, I have just spent a week doing harsh cold turkey. 2 weeks ago I bought 2 bottles of Tesco's Finest Chianti (£6.50) one for me, one for a friend and when I tasted it thought I can't give such vinegar to a friend. It wasn't undrinkable but it was pretty rough. So after I drank my way through the first bottle the second sat on the kitchen table with receipt attached waiting to be returned to Tesco's. I was really gagging on a glass of red and this 2nd bottle was calling out to me all week. I managed to resist the siren song and after looking longingly at bottle number 2 for several nights wondering if it would taste the same as bottle number 1, I eventually took it back to the shop for a refund and some feedback. (For the same price I would recommend Scotmid's Ventoux,) although the experience of doing without for a few nights was sufficient to break the addiction of wine-fever I tend to get at this time of the year. I know an occasional glass does next to no harm, but it piles on the belly fat quicker than just about anything else.


Steve drove us down, much obliged, and we arrived in time to see the women's event. I couldn't really tell you why they have relay races rather than just everyone runs together and they have team prizes afterwards. But it does make the runners space out more and so courses that might suffer from everyone running together are possible. However it means courses have to be short or we'd be there all day waiting on the last runners finishing. It was good to speak to Janet (ex-Porty in the red shorts above) who recommended spikes over hill-shoes which was indeed the right choice on the wet grass.



Dottie

The course appeared to follow a horse-riding cross country event but didn't utilise quite as many of the jumps and hurdles as I thought they might have. And they only used the shallow end of the water feature. (Although Shery managed to run through the line of cones diagonally into the deep end hoping to get a bit of swimming in.)




While the women were running I warmed up. I had had a coffee before leaving Edinburgh and I think it was a combination of that and the soft Autumn vibes along with a rolling course that was making me feel totally up for this. I ran round the course about the same time as Edel (below) although I was cutting across fields while she ran round the edges. She was looking super fit and I was glad we weren't racing at the same time. She was also smiling as she zoomed past. It was more cloudy than sunny but pretty much perfect running conditions. The course looked challenging but less hilly than a hill race, and the grass underfoot was fairly smooth and not rutted with hoof prints. Ideal way to kick off the XC season.




Yana



Then it was the men's turn. Steve and I had had to pick an order of running when we registered and we went for a fastest last approach. I felt it worked out well. Steve possibly had the hardest leg, starting with the fast boys on the gun, but for Willie, myself and Johnny it meant trying to catch and overtake the runners just ahead - a incentive to push the pace for the whole circuit.








flat out

My biggest worry was staying warmed up but not missing my handover from Willie. I had put the camera away after Steve came in, knowing there would be less than 20 minutes before I ran. I tried to keep note of where Willie was on the course before lining up nervously at the start/finish. 3 dudes came in just ahead of Willie so the marshals had their hands full setting off the matching leg 3-ers in the correct order as the leg 2-ers tried to out-sprint each other to the hand-over. I set off just behind them but overtook all 3 before the 80 yards of flat turned into the longest climb of the course up to the top of the hill. I was concerned I might not be able to hold the place on the climb but as I say it wasn't as sustained as a hill race and although one guy came past I struggled on and won back the place. 

Johnny chasing down an HBT

Once over the hill there was a smooth descent round a field on the other side of the hill before the course looped back and did a tough diagonal back up and round a tree. Then a pleasant descent - I say pleasant but really the whole thing was done at parkrun flat out pace - before a turn or 2 round the bottom field followed by the watersplash and a dash for home. I spent the whole loop reeling in the next runner ahead and thought I counted 12 overtaken, although the results said 11 and I realised I must have counted the guy I overtook at the beginning twice. I hadn't pressed my watch at the right moment (being more concerned with the handover at the start) but reckoned it was about 15 minutes dead.

Man of the Match Fergus who had run the Skyline as a warm up before the Relays!
This didn't even occur to me as possible. His comment afterwards, "Never again!"

Johnny put in an excellent lap

Martin F giving it 100%

I was pleased with my run but rather than complacent I did note than Edel was 30s faster - a considerable advantage on such a short event. Also noted David Cross (EAC and first 50) was ahead by a similar margin and Martin F was hot on my heels.

Many thanks to Alex J and his team and the local clubs who marked the course out very well and utilised every corner of the half dozen splendid fields we ran round. A superb course on a rather lovely windless day with some great autumnal trees as background colour. Not huge mileage but a great day out. I think Porty blokes were fourth vet team which is pretty good going given only Johnny is a v40 with Steve, Willie and I in our 50s. Good running team!

Saturday, 17 October 2015

colder waters


10/10/15
I have fallen a bit behind in blogs so I will just slap down a couple of images from the 10th. Not that we covered much in the way of new ground. Just ran down the road to Archerfields, down onto the coast and back along to Gullane where we went for a swim. The weather was that soft windless autumn mix that feels nice to be out in, but probably requires a bigger camera with a bigger sensor to capture in all it's glory. Pics can look a little drab, but really it was very pleasant.

However, the water was BALTIC! We reckoned some chilly waters had blown in from Norway or the Arctic and had drifted up the Forth. It was not welcome and suddenly what had seemed a lovely calm day for a swim turned into more of a chilly chore. The clarity was poor and so no underwater photos. Is this the beginning of the end for Winter immersions? Next time we will defo be wearing winter scuba gloves and hoods.







ouch, cold!



Thursday, 15 October 2015

birthday run and swim


October 3rd
Firstly a big thanks to everyone who sent kind wishes through facebook. I had a very relaxed weekend and particularly enjoyed the usual low key run and swim at Gullane. The weather was better than forecast and we had fun doing some intervals along the beach. 

First up some burpees in the car park. 
Mary did some while I tried to make her laugh then we swapped about. 


Yes you spotted the Pedalhouse vest. What with the cold dark weather and filthy roads fast approaching you will all want to re-start the spin classes for Autumn/Winter.
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high intensity interval training.
30s cruise, 20s fast, 10s SPRINT flat out. repeat 5 times without rest.
Then 2 mins standing recovery. Repeat 3 times.

twat

So there we are along near the subs and synchronising watches when we hear this photographer telling us to stand elsewhere. Move out the way. We were just about to start so I wasn't going to respond to someone who was obviously a bit mental. But Mary, being in less of a relaxed mood fired a couple of choice sentiments his way. Then we set off and did most of a mile to the other end of the beach where we were bent double gasping for breath. I stayed the same distance from M and 2 minutes later we started back up the beach. It is quite a session and leaves you totally drained. Mary had heard my footsteps just behind her during the last minute of the return leg and had just managed to keep just a couple of steps ahead. As we stood about preparing for the last lap the idiot photographer then tells us to get out the way again. Mary told him we were just about to leave but he kept on suggesting we were just standing there to spoil his photograph which he had travelled 150 miles to take. I was going to let him ramble on but when he implied his photo was somehow more important than anything else on the beach and we should understand this, I got involved too. It was a beautiful day, and my birthday and difficult to see why anyone would prefer to pick an argument with strangers, but I got the feeling this was not the first time for this fool. On another occasion I might have offered him a knuckle sandwich but he was so plainly misguided we just rolled our eyes and ran back down the beach. 


new birthday shoes: 3rd pair of Hoka Challengers


Back to the car park and into wet suits.

Little did we know this would be the last "warm" swim of the year. The water was calm and very clear. Since the wind seemed to be coming from the East we swam West along to the rocks near Gullane Point where Mary was feeling the cold, and went back to the car. I chased some crabs and a shrimp (the same shrimp now fully grown?) underwater for a bit as I had the mask and snorkle on. It was very pretty but the shaky video I shot was pretty crappy. I have used some of it for stills. 

Anyway top day out. 






shrimp

Barnacle Joe again



The prisms of light falling across ancient columns make it look like Atlantis, but are more likely an old broken sewer outflow.