Thurs 22nd Jan
Body Attack
Fri 23rd Jan
4 mile run
This was meant to be longer, with Louise but in an attempt not to have to carry water I drank too much in the hour before and had my throat problem the whole time. It was really painful and after having some control over it for a while it is becoming quite debilitating just now.
Sun 25th Jan
Drymen – Beinglass Farm 29 miles 7hrs 30 mins
Ave 15.43 m/m although that include what became extensive breaks
Drymen – Balmaha (6.83miles) - 1hr38mins (14.28m/m ave)
and 7.49 min break
Balmaha – Rowardennan (7.74miles) - 1hr44mins (13.29m/m ave)
and 6.36 min break
Rowardennan – Inversnaid (7.13 miles) - 1hr40mins (14.09m/m ave)
and 10.13 min break
Inversnaid – Beinglass Farm (6.53 miles) - 2hrs1min (18.41m/m ave)
This was an awful run for me and I had been really looking forward to it which made it even worse.
There were a combination of factors including having the cold since the beginning of year and feeling rubbish. My worst time in the run was after the lemsip wore off. Then there was the fact that our downstairs neighbours decided to have a Mamma Mia party at 4am on Sunday morning and that come Balmaha I lost my breakfast and probably most of last nights dinner too which left me feeling rather weakened.
There were 5 of us who set off from Drymen, a bit later than we planned as it took a bit longer than we thought to drop cars off etc! And here lay the next mistake. Pacepusher (why would I believe anything he says with that nickname) promised me the pace would be slow but four males (five for a bit when Marco – again nicknamed Sonic; what was I thinking! – joined us) are never going to be slow enough for me. Although if I had been feeling fine then I think I would have been okay and I was certainly planning on being much faster than I was, I thought a bit under 7 hours was not unrealistic.
I enjoyed the run to Balmaha as we did stick together and it was nice to see Marco, although of course he and pacepusher raced off at the front. I wanted to hear all about Debs and Cairn but I guess that was never going to happen when they got together. I had to settle for it secondhand from pacepusher later. I felt under less pressure as we were all in the same boat struggling through several inches of snow, but it felt fun.
As I said I then felt a bit weakened in Balmaha and struggled from then on to take in enough food to fuel up enough. Another thing which was causing me major discomfort was my waist pack. It had been uncomfortable last time but bearable but this time it had more in it and was just awful. As Katy in Achilles Heel said, they are just not made for females. I will have to get a backpack thing. Neal offered to take some of my stuff and it ended up that it got shared around and we dumped the pack at Rowardennan as Neal was never going to use it, it was partly burst and I hated it! I felt terrible about passing my stuff on but I have the bruises and sore hips to show that it was more than doing my head in!
I also got my throat problem again with trying to take a liquid yogurt quickly at Balmaha and that troubled me for the rest of the run. I was okay to Rowardennan although did not enjoy it as much as the first part. I kept having to tell Neal to slow down as he was pushing the pace on and I could already feel myself feeling unwell.
I then basically died a death from Rowardennan on. I was burning up and roasting whereas Neal stuck behind me was cold from going slow with me. I could not see straight at times and felt quite faint. I cried a couple of times and sobbed once and was just desperate for Inversnaid where on arrival I sobbed and sobbed. The others wanted me to get the boat to Tarbet although they could not find out if it was running or to wait at Inversnaid but I can be a stubborn b***** and desperately wanted to get the mileage in as I was worried I would struggle then next time if I did not finish this run.
Things were a bit fraught shall we say between Neal and I, and I pretty much ruined his run I think and the others for which I apologised afterwards. It was just head down and get on with it to the end but it was hard going especially as it got dark towards the end and I was really losing the will to live!
For the second time in as many weeks Chris stuck with me and I am really grateful for that although feel bad that I held him back. And that I was thoroughly unimpressed with his efforts to cheer me when just at the end of the loch he was waiting for me with balloons he had found! At that point I could not have handled even that non-existent extra weight! He was great at trying to keep me going and staying positive, although he was less than impressed himself with the lochside part of the route!
There was only a feeling of relief to finish, no accomplishment feeling as I had done so much worse than I expected or wanted. I need to get rid of this cold and then I hope I will do better on the next run which I will be doing myself on the Sat as I am on a course Sun, Mon and Tues. That might suit me better as I can go at my own pace. My training has hardly gone to plan so far, hopefully it improves soon.










