Friday 31 October 2014

To the cabbage patch and beyond...


The thought of running through a cabbage patch perhaps brings to mind something along the lines of the Nuts Challenge (as per my recent experience: http://jhr190764.blogspot.co.uk/2014/09/small-steps-big-steps.html ) but thankfully the “Cabbage Patch 10” is a ten mile event on terrain as solid as could be wished for and I don’t think I could have found a more suitable event to mark the fifth and final part of my autumn challenge. 
The most particular reason for this is that, while not organised by the Bearcat Running Club, the CP10 is considered by the Bearcats to be something of a “home run” and of such importance in our calendar that it is one of only two or three events that bring the club’s normal Sunday routine to a temporary halt.  This meant that not only was I able to enjoy meeting up with about 50 club mates at The Fox in advance of the race but there was also a Bearcat celebration lunch to look forward to afterwards, back at base… The Turk’s Head.
On the morning of the event I was also in the happy state of mind of absolute optimism that my legs (particularly my right leg) would carry me to the end.  This was a far better place to be mentally compared to the pre-race uncertainty I’d had the previous two weeks.  Even so, while two months earlier I’d had fair reason to consider the prospect of challenging a time of 1h18m, as I headed to the start, mindful of how my body had faired over the four previous weeks and the fact that I had remained in no condition to do training between events, I set myself the realistic target of 1h22m (based on an average pace of 8m15s per mile).

As well as the pre and post race Bearcat meetings, a fair number of Bearcats ran for much of the race in close formation…

 

As is evident in the look of growing discomfort apparent from the photos, I did hit a bit of a sticky patch (no cabbages) in the latter stages…

 


Nevertheless, by the time of reaching the final straight of about 30-50 metres, I felt in good enough shape to do a bit of posing, holding my hand high, fingers spread to mark the completion of 5 events! 


 

However, raw instinct instantly took over as I suddenly became aware of being overtaken and, while I might only have been in 805th place, there was no way I was giving up a further place without a fight!

 







I’m pretty sure that I met or at worst came within a minute of my target but I’m uncertain about the accurate finish time.  The official timing of the event only provides a “gun time” (and due to being someway back in the field, it took possibly more than a minute for me to reach the start line after the race began) and my watch (along with a considerable number of other Garmin devices at the event) didn’t start working until I’d passed the 1 mile mark.

My reaction to completing five distance events in five weeks?  Certainly the feeling that I had good cause to celebrate!  A lot of thankfulness for: having the capacity to complete the events; having the time to take part in the events and fit in the training; and having the support and encouragement of friends and family, particularly Lesley.  Also, I’ll be honest and admit to feeling pretty proud of myself for what in the context of “my own bubble” is a notable achievement.  Balancing the pride in myself, I believe the preparation for and completion of my autumn challenge has increased my appreciation of truly mega endurance accomplishments.  It leaves me with an open mouthed reaction (a mixture of amazement, awe and bewilderment) in considering how my challenge compares with, for example, those of: Rob Young, who has passed half way towards completing 367 marathons in a year (having never run a marathon before he started this venture in April 2014!) http://www.marathonmanuk.com/ ; Steve Way whose marathon journey started at the age of 33 when he weighed more than 16 stones and had a 20 a day smoking habit and has reached the point where he represented England at the Commonwealth Games earlier this year at the age of 40, finishing in 10th place!  http://www.bbc.co.uk/newsbeat/28418596  ; closer to home, my friend Nick Rowe who earlier this year ran 80 miles within a 24 hour period (knowing how I feel after I’ve completed 20 miles, Nick’s accomplishment completely blows my mind!); and yet what about the 24 hour accomplishments of Fiona Ross (144 miles!!!) and 81 year old Geoff Oliver (99 miles!) - not just eye watering mileage but done through repetitive lapping of a 400 metre track!  http://ultrarunningworld.co.uk/scottish-women-pillage-self-transcendence-24-hour-race-2014/  and http://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/news/real-life/scots-runner-fionna-ross-crowned-4457586
 

The memories that stick out for me?

-        Running in the Visit Richmond Half Marathon at the Richmond Running Festival while my daughter Carmella was also at the Festival, competing in her first running event, the Kew Gardens 10K.

-        Starting the Visit Richmond event like a cork out of a champagne bottle (I sense this was the unleashing of a lot of anticipation after the weeks of training and release of a certain amount of frustration that followed from my London Marathon injury)

 
-        The pain through all but the first couple of miles of the Windsor Half Marathon and the colourful expletive from a fellow runner as yet another hill came into view at mile 10

-        The relief I felt in the early miles of the River Thames Half Marathon to find that my right leg was working a lot better than I had feared it would

-        Dealing with some “unfinished business” at London as I ran (rather than hobbled) passed Buckingham Palace, Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament during the Royal Parks Half Marathon

-        The pre and post run companionship of many Bearcat runners and most memorably running the whole of the Royal Parks event with Gareth and Phil

-        If not finishing in style, at least finishing with a final gurn at the Cabbage Patch 10

So, having made my way through the “cabbage patch” what is my next running challenge on the horizon?

As I drafted this post I reflected that it was fitting that I was on route to Rome (a great place to spend my first weekend in a long time that hasn’t involved a 10 mile plus run or Nuts Challenge!).  This is because the next series of Run Reece Run will have an international dimension to it and possibly a re-launch under the heading Allez Reece… Plus Vite!  This arises as I have been given an entry to run in the Paris Marathon on 12th April 2015 and I look forward to kicking off a new training regime around Christmas time.

And finally…  My motivation for running and writing is fuelled by a number of key ingredients and fundraising is very significant among these.  I am very grateful to Shooting Star Chase for giving me the opportunity to take part in the Royal Parks Half Marathon, which for me was the pinnacle event of my autumn challenge.  Most of all I am thankful to the generosity of the contributors to my fundraising, many donating anonymously at the 200 Year Spectacular party I shared with Lesley and Joan (and many having also generously supported my separate fundraising earlier in the year).  There have been times when the motivation coming from this support has made a defining difference – goodness knows I needed something extra to get me to the finish at Windsor! 

Having worked for children’s services organisations for over half of my lifetime (increasingly significant now I’ve turned 50!) I am particularly pleased to support Shooting Star Chase, a leading children’s hospice charity.  I am in the fortunate position that my close family have never needed the direct support of Shooting Star Chase or similar organisations – my direct appreciation of the valuable work they do comes in particular from time I spent some years ago doing voluntary work at a school where a considerable number of the children had life expectation that in terms of time was horribly short.  I strongly believe that what we do in our time is most often more important than the amount of time we have, and this is why the following description of the work of Shooting Star Chase resonates so much for me, Whether lives are measured in days, weeks, months or years, we are here to make every moment count.” 

It means a lot to me to make a contribution that enables more moments to count for the children and families supported by Shooting Star Chase and I am immensely grateful for donations made through my fundraising site https://www.justgiving.com/John-Reece/ 

To all who have reached an end to their own endurance event of reading the autumn 2014 series of Run Reece Run! I offer my thanks and best wishes and, with Paris in mind, felicitations…

John

Thursday 16 October 2014

Grin and gurn it...


My last post closed with the completion of the first two events in my autumn challenge.  In the last two weeks as I’ve taken on two further half marathon events it’s been not so much “grin and bear it” as “grin and gurn it”!
Sunday 5th October saw me lining up for event three of the challenge – the inaugural River Thames Half Marathon, a course starting and finishing adjacent to Walton on Thames Bridge.

With the memory of the previous week’s 1pm start at Windsor in a temperature of 20˚C plus, it was with unusual lightness of heart that I left the warmth of home in the early hours of a Sunday morning and found a heavy dew, not far from being a frost, covering my car. 
In fact, the event could hardly have been held in better conditions, an autumnal chill to the air combined with the brightness of morning sunshine in a near cloudless sky.  The scene along the Thames was a picture being enjoyed by numerous anglers who were soon probably not too amused by the pounding of a thousand runners scaring the fish!
 

Nevertheless the scenery was a side scene as I tried to work out my race plan.  The on-going problem in my right leg had left me abandoning plans of training runs between events and after the struggle at Windsor I had little idea what I would be capable of. 
It was with some relief that, on setting off, my leg didn’t feel too bad and I found myself settling into an ambitious but (unlike Richmond two weeks previously) not near suicidal pace of about 8 minute miles.  I was well satisfied as I kept this pace consistently for 7 miles and even started doing that dangerous thing of working out the possibility of a PB.  Mile eight put that thought firmly to bed as I found myself slowing and, I have to admit, I found myself drifting into a 5 mile spell of negativity.  This was initially kindled from frustration about my leg but then compounded by the loop in the final couple of miles of the course.  This took the course almost within arm’s reach of the finish line only to carry on by the river for a further mile and then loop back for the final mile along the road.  For good measure, there were even a couple of spiteful hills thrown in at this point! 
I just about found it in me to raise my pace for the last 50 metres, just on the off chance that it would make the difference between going over or under 1 hour 50 mins (I’d avoided checking my watch for most of the last mile so genuinely wasn’t sure). 
As it happens it didn’t have such a significant consequence on my chip time (1h51m28s) but the flurry at the end certainly would have helped me if I’d been in a gurning competition!
Overall, I had no complaints about the time but was disappointed with the manner of the run – I might even have been happier to have had a slightly slower time but run at an even pace throughout.  Nevertheless, such disappointments are totally inconsequential in the overall scheme of things, and there was no negativity in the mood of the numerous Bearcat Running Club team mates who began to find one another in the after race melee, particularly as there were some truly outstanding PBs to celebrate (especially for the legend that is Gareth Coombs, coming in at 1h36m!) and a pub not too far along the river bank with a table reserved for lunch!
 
With no improvement in my leg over the following week there was a certain sense of déjà vu as Sunday 12th October drew closer - the day of the Royal Parks Half Marathon.  Things probably weren’t helped when a few kicks of a football while at the park on Saturday with grandson Harry left a throbbing pain for much of the rest of the afternoon! However, an evening of carb loading with Bearcat chums, never fails to lift the spirits and, on the back of that, even getting up at 5am on Sunday was less of a challenge than I’d expected.
 
It’s great when everything goes to plan and Sunday morning couldn’t have gone better.  The car park I had to use near a train station was pleasingly free on Sundays (I’d expected to pay £12) and despite engineering works closing off my originally planned route, the reserve route worked perfectly.  I therefore arrived in plenty of time to have no problem exchanging the ill-fitting souvenir Royal Parks shirt I’d been sent (somehow my original race entry had me down as a large female and there was no way I wanted to be considered a “big girl’s blouse”!). Once more there were no complaints about the weather  – cool with more than a few glimpses of sunshine (we were so lucky the torrential rain held off until the late afternoon!).  Of biggest importance, most of the Bearcat contingent found one another and my race plan fell firmly into place – start out with Gareth and Phil D (on his first half marathon aiming for sub 2hours) and hope my leg would allow me to keep up.
This turned out to be the run I’d been disappointed not to have at the River Thames event the previous week.  After a first mile at just over 8 minute mile pace we settled into a groove of 8m20 to 8m45 up to mile six and then marginally increased the pace from there until the final mile which we blew away in under 8 minutes.  I was more than happy with a chip time finish of 1h52m07s on the longest half marathon course I’d ever done (the amount of weaving necessary in a field of 15,000 probably contributed to the distance registering 13.35miles on my watch).

 Of course, the last mile had its gurning moments, as Gareth pushed Phil and me to our limits, but I’ve no doubt I was grinning ear to ear just moments after the finish line!  
 
So, that leaves me with just one more event to complete my autumn challenge – the Cabbage Patch 10.  Right now, the leg may be on ice but the spirit is on fire and I sense a steely look will be in my eye as race day approaches (even if it wasn't when I was in the cold bath)!
I close again with a note of great appreciation for the donations made to my fundraising for Shooting Star Chase, now over 80% of the way towards my target of £750.

Shooting Star Chase say about their work, “Whether lives are measured in days, weeks, months or years, we are here to make every moment count."  When I started planning my running schedule for the autumn the thought was very much in my mind of making as many as possible of my own moments count.  I very much hope the autumn running challenge I have set myself will inspire donations for Shooting Star Chase and help them to make more moments count for more children and young people.

To find out more about Shooting Star Chase and help me reach my fundraising target please visit my Just Giving page:  https://www.justgiving.com/John-Reece/

With very best wishes...

John