Why start a blog?

Hello, and welcome to my first blog attempt. Up until 12 hours ago I had absolutely zero knowledge of how blogs worked or how to start a blog. Jumping in with both feet seemed like the only logical thing to do. It’s kinda how I’ve gone about my running (which this blog will be about) since I started in 2012. Since then I’ve run a trail half marathon in 2013, a trail marathon in 2014, a 50 km trail race and a 50 miler in 2015. in amongst that I’ve run numerous half marathons, one road marathon (which ended horrendously) and 2 more trail marathons (Scafell Pike Trail Marathon).

Why start a blog? Well, this year I am running my first 100 mile ultra. Which is double the distance that I’ve run before. I ran Lakes In A Day in 2015, a 50 miler travelling the length of The Lake District National Park. By the end of that I was absolutely cooked. Who knows what state I’ll be in come July. So yeah, its a way for me to document my races and training and anything else that I think might be of interest to somebody… anybody!

I was asked to write a race report by my running club DH Runners on a cross country race I competed in a couple of weeks ago. That was my first blog post, I copy and pasted it in with a couple of adjustments. I actually enjoyed doing it, and the words seemed to arrive relatively easily. I doubt that’ll last. So, with a little encouragement from my girlfriend Rosie, this happened.

I hope you find something that might interest you!

Mike

 

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Chamonix, 2016
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Inter Counties Cross Country Report

I got to wear a Cumbria vest. For sport. Amazing. That’s something that I had hoped might happen a while back, but certainly not for running.

I’d like to thank Mike Storey, a fellow DH Runner, firstly, for telling me about the Carlisle XC at Rickerby Park the morning after the DH Christmas Party, he said at the time he would do it too! Halfway round I was wishing I hadn’t either. That was my entry into cross country running, an alcohol fueled headache/don’t be sick fest. Having forgotten how much I’d suffered a month earlier, I decided to run the Cumbria XC Champs, also at Rickerby Park in January. I placed 9th and that was enough to receive a surprise email informing me I’d qualified to represent Cumbria at the Inter-Counties in Loughborough on March 11th. Chuck in a clarty 3rd at Knowsley Safari Park with blisters for the Northern XC Champs and I was race ready for a national event…

My alarm went off at 4.45am (not a typo) to catch the bus leaving Carlisle at 5.30am. We arrived at an airfield in/near/around Loughborough at 10.30am, the senior mens race wasn’t until 2.45pm. Queue 4 hours of standing about, paddling in the mud trying to watch the other races, in which Cumbria did quite well, especially the juniors (a 1st and a 2nd). It was noon when I realised I hadn’t taken any cash out and that 2 plain porridge pots from Asda and a banana weren’t going to sustain my energy levels for the rest of the afternoon. There’s always lessons to learn. Ignoring my hunger I went for a warm up with a few of the other lads, we ran 2 miles around part of the course and I got dropped. Ouch. Oh well, nothing left for it. Dribble the last of my water into my mouth and neck a caffeine gel… wait… that should have been the other way around.

The course was 3 small loops and 2 big loops, in a rather confusing order. The ground was pretty firm with sections of 50-100m of slop to get through and there wasn’t any big hills, wasn’t much flat stuff either in fairness. I’d have preferred it hillier.

2.44pm, standing in the Cumbria start  gate with 8 team mates ahead of me. “Right, don’t go out to fast…” Jeez Louise! I ran a 5.30 something first mile and was 20 yards from the back! I grafted my way around the remaining 6.5 miles and finished in 53 minutes, placed 269th out of 284 runners, wasn’t the last Cumbrian to finish (one of my goals) and was fairly chuffed with my time. Andy Vernon won, he’s a double Olympian, 2 x European Championships medallist and has competed at the World Cross Country Championships 6 times. Fair company. Some guy who pooed himself came 2nd, he’ll be hoping no one remembers 2nd place! They won’t remember 269th either, but I will.
And that’s that. I’ve got a Cumbria vest for my wall.

Race attire.
That’s me far right.