Showing posts with label Freckleton Half. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Freckleton Half. Show all posts

Tuesday, 21 June 2016

Juneathon 2016 - week 3

Links: Week 1 (01-05) / Week 2 (06-12) / Week 3 (13-19) / Week 4 (20-26) / Week 5 (27-30)

Last year I completed Juneathon - a fun challenge for no reason whatsoever where participants run (or some other kind of exercise) and blog every day in June. I decided to do it again this year, but rather than blog every day for a month (which gets a bit tiresome, as you may remember from last year) I'll just do a weekly summary. Like last year I'm going to try and run every day, with a 5km minimum for it to "count".



Monday 13th June

Monday saw the traditional lack of inspiration, alongside a fairly knackered pair of legs form yesterday - so it was the local loop again. I briefly toyed with running it the other way round, but then forgot until I was half way round, so...



It's that loop again!


Tuesday 14th June

One of my regular partial run commutes, from work down the Thames Path to Putney Bridge tube station. A well known and enjoyable route - particularly in the summer when there are so many other people out walking, cycling, and running.



From Westminster to Putney Bridge


Wednesday 15th June

Another one of my regular runs, this is the one I do when I've got up too late or procrastinated heavily, and don't think I have time to run all the way to work or even from Putney Bridge. I can get the fast train to Clapham Junction (around 10 minutes) and run from there to work.



The opportunist run - if I don't take the opportunity, there is no run


Thursday 16th June

Back to a tactical local loop, far too busy being stressed about getting a significant amount of work done plus packing all in time for heading off on holiday after work tomorrow evening!



I'll give it a five-point-oh. Kilometres.


I've been listening to audiobooks quite a lot whilst running recently. I'm about half way through the fourth book in Orson Scott Card's "Ender" series, Ender in Exile. It's a lovely way to lose yourself in a different universe whilst running along - not so good when you need to focus on intervals or hills, but great when you're just ticking over in a zone 1 run.


Friday 17th June

We decided to have a pre-holiday night away in Stratford-upon-Avon. A beautiful town that I'd never visited before. We didn't arrive until gone 9pm and I hadn't been for a run yet, so I quickly got changed and set off for a random stumble. Thanks to summer no head torch required.

I immediately got lost and didn't go where I was intending, but managed to find a loop that went out on a road from the town, and then cut back to the river Avon. Making my way back to the hotel, and trying not to fill up too much on midges ahead of dinner, I found I had almost 1.5km still to go to make up my self-ascribed minimum of 5km per day. A couple of laps of the estate the hotel was on and the job was done.



A bit of a random run in Stratford-upon-Avon

I managed to get into the restaurant just in time for dinner. I'm not sure they appreciated me dripping in sweat, but it's not my fault it was 99% humidity - and you know what they say, "the customer is always right*".

*even when he's dripping into the soup


Saturday 18th June

There was a thread on the parkrun tourists Facebook group recently about the closest you've ever woken up to the start of the day's parkrun - I think today was my second closest ever.  As the crow flies I think I was about 0.2 miles, the only time I've been closer was Glossop inaugural last year when we stayed in a room in a pub that was on the corner of the park!



Mrs signing the tourist guestbook



Beeeeeee-youtiful!

It just happened to be Stratford-upon-Avon regatta today. Thankfully the parkrun was still on, but with an alternative course. Three and three-quarter laps of the field, incorporating a nice path down the side of the river where we could watch the racing.


The regatta-friendly alternative route

We jogged round in over 30 minutes, damply (so humid here!) and managed to avoid filling up on cake. It was a wonderfully friendly parkrun, and I'd recommend it to all tourists.




Dogs are welcome too

I was delighted to hear in the race briefing that the regatta organisers had offered a free bacon roll to every parkrunner on the production of their barcode - what a lovely example of two different sporting events sharing the park and doing so nicely! More of that kind of thing please.


Sunday 19th June

Today was the Freckleton Half Marathon, a race I entered a few weeks ago. It was wet. My race report is here. In short - torrential rain, a fair amount of hurt, a relatively fast time, and a definite need for a beer afterwards!

So that's 19 days back to back - roughly two thirds of the way, but with two weeks in the Lake District plus another half marathon, plus some supreme hills - it's great training for the Chiltern Challenge, but I'm so looking forward to a rest day on July 1st!

Monday, 20 June 2016

Race report: Freckleton Half Marathon

I'm on holiday at the moment, and following on from last year's tradition of entering local races (I absolutely loved The Cumberland Ale 10 and The Lancaster Half Marathon), we entered a couple this year too.

Our first is The Freckleton Half Marathon; it claims to be the oldest half in the UK. This year was its 52nd year, and the 40th year that it's been a mixed race. The first 12 years were men-only because it took a somewhat embarrassing amount of time to stop being concerned about wombs falling out under the strain of sporting activity.

We set off from our holiday cottage in Ambleside at a bit before mid-day; the race started at an entirely civilised 2pm. Lucky, because the night before was our first night on holiday and I may have indulged in a little liquid refreshment...

We arrived at Freckleton in good time, and signed in to get our race numbers. It was a proper village feeling event with lots of atmosphere.



I see minion

We had a small warm up ahead of the start, and then we grouped behind the line for the off. I didn't really have a plan - "run a bit and see what happens" was as far ahead as I'd thought. BANG! We were off...

Precisely as the gun sounded it began to rain, just very fine rain (for now). I cleared the first kilometre in around 4:45, which is roughly PB pace for me (though you can't think about such things when you're only at 5% distance). The second km went by in 4:30 which is a little over-enthusiastic! I backed off, and trundled around the rest of the first third of the course at around 4:45-4:55/km.

The course description was "flat and fast" - to be honest, I've raced flatter... There were many more gentle (and occasionally not so gentle) climbs than I was expecting. This being day 19 of my Juneathon (run every day in June) attempt my legs weren't really up for PB-pace up hills...



Not that flat, and look at the pace drop-off! (green line)

The middle third of the race was hard work, but by the final third I was pretty gone. The rain had gradually increased in intensity until in the last 5km I could only describe it as "settled in for the duration". Everyone was drenched.



Before the race again - the clouds got much, much, darker

I'd picked up a friction burn on the inside of my arm and my heel was a bit worn, plus my shorts were glued to my legs - things get a bit weird when you're running, soaked to the skin. My pace rolled off and I finally got to the end.

I finished with an official time of 1:47:42 which feels quite disappointing to me, but is only 7 minutes slower than my PB time (from the Royal Parks Half back in 2012) and I think is still my third fastest ever half marathon. Mrs came in at 1:57:36, only 20 seconds slower than her personal best which was an incredible performance given the conditions!



The route

We went to hide in the car and get changed - thankfully I'd brought a spare t-shirt and socks/shoes - but had to drive back in sodden shorts. Squishy. I enjoyed the run, despite the last few km of trudging, and I'm looking forward to our next holiday race - the Morecambe Half next weekend, where I'll ensure my night-before indulgence is a little more restrained, and hopefully the weather will be a little more forgiving.

Results are here.



Official results