Tuesday, 27 September 2011

RACE 43 - THE FARNHAM PILGRIM HALF MARATHON - 18 Sept.


Picked Pete up (see races 21, 33 and 41) at 7:30. Managed to make it to the M25 in 30 mins which is possibly a record and that was keeping to the speed limits! So it looked like we would be getting to the race rather early. Passed Guildford and then up on to the Hogs Back (A31) and some awesome views. Turning off to Searle, driving along ever narrowing lanes until we got to the race car park in Sands. Beautiful rolling countryside with some hills for good measure. I must admit I had some trepidation as to the "off - roadness" and "hilly-ness" of this race as the race map showed viewpoints which kind of hint that hills must be involved, one of which was St Martha's Hill (see races 33 & 41called The Hurt and Hard as Snail - for good reason!) The map also had marked on it 'Suggested Spectator Viewpoints' with descriptions including "A long uphill (out) and downhill (return) where runners maybe seen and photographed from a distance - good for crowd pictures!" and "runners will pass here and you may watch with a pint in your hand" and finally "the views here are spectacular and the runners will be taking a drink after their climb". Yikes! 


Registered at the Sands Village Recreational Ground next to the Farnham Golf Course and sorted ourselves out for a cup of tea at what looked like the WI marque. Eyeing up the competitors they all looked pretty fit and raring to go but then they were the marathon runners who were due to go off at 9.00am. Watching them start I was relieved to see that were some obviously less svelte runners taking part and some aged ones too so felt a degree of relief. There was also a nice touch in that the organisers Farnham Rotary Club had a volunteer marshal who ran as a back marker to make sure that everyone made it back OK. 


Looking around after they had gone it was remarkably empty. However the half-marathon runners were beginning to arrive in dribs and drabs as our turn to race wasn't until 10am. It soon filled up again, found out from the results that over 300 did the marathon and 490 did the half. That's nearly 800 runners plus all the supporters, organisers, marshals and so on not having a Sunday morning lie-in! Another point worth mentioning was the number of runners supporting various charities. In some races I feel a bit conspicuous with the Prostate Cancer top ~ this certainly wasn't the case this time, if anything the converse was true. It also never fails to amaze me how much time and effort some people are willing to invest in doing things for others - not only for charities, but organising races such as these, running clubs and so on. 


At 9:45 we had the pre-race briefing and the warm-up. Basically the briefing was around the fact that it was Sunday morning, not everyone was being quite so energetic or even up yet so could we all be considerate? Also there were a lot of narrow paths (ominous) so could we be considerate to those enjoying their Sunday morning constitution and to other faster runners? We then all lined up for the off. Pete was going to trial a new tactic of pacing me instead of haring off at the front. Sounded fine in theory but we lost sight of each other within the first mile due to the number of runners. The first mile of the run was along country lanes so it sorted the field a bit. 


Settling into a 'comfortable' pace it was time to look around and take in the countryside. We climbed up a small ridge and along a path at the top of fields, the first (of many) fine views of the English countryside. Then briefly back onto lanes downhill into Searle village. Soon settled into the run "group", having dropped those who had started too fast and got left behind by those of greater ability, people began to exchange 'pleasantries' and banter. One guy had some amazing Blues Brothers tattoo on his calf, another had a joke for every marshall we passed or stile / kissing gate we crossed. We also passed the first water stations. These gradually morphed the further we got into the race, especialy at the point where the full marathon runners rejoined the course, into out and out feed stations with sliced Mars bars, biscuits, bananas, fruit squash .... it was actually quite tempting to stop and graze! This was especially the case as I had "well hydrated" before the race and I could feel (and hear) sloshing noises from my stomach!


Some of the paths did require single file and one in particular we were really relieved that the marathon runners had preceded us as it was knee high stinging nettles. They had fortunately been beaten down considerably so I got away with only one or two stings. We were deep into the countryside by this point, the only evidence that we were on the right course were the occasional orange arrow or the uniformly cheerful and friendly marshals that were at any point of possible confusion. Some of the marshals were obviously pros as they came fully equipped with camp chair, umbrellas, a good book, thermos, and nibbles. It was fantastic being out in glorious countryside, on a fine autumnal Sunday morning, with legs beginning to ache. Well as they say, two out of three ain't bad. 


Passing through Rodsall Manor, we came to a sign stating 20 miles - which some of us thought meant that we only had another six to go. This also confused a few of the runners who were timing their pace or had a Garmin that measured how far we'd actually gone as we hadn't run seven miles yet. Soon afterwards all was revealed. The half marathon diverged from the full marathon route in order to do a couple of miles loop through Britty Wood. This was virtually all single track paths through the dappled woodland light, passed a couple of lakes in the valley bottom, before climbing to a high point - looping round to be facing runners approximately half a mile in-front/ behind and then back down into the valley. Undeniably beautiful yet rather leg-aching and wearying as the paths were either muddy or sandy. Either way the quads (top of thighs) were beginning to hurt - a sure sign that I'd completed over 10k. Talking to a fellow competitor who was doing the half as she'd already done three marathons this year and didn't feel able to do another as she hadn't trained during the summer her 'excuse' being that she'd been in the Alps mountain biking and walking! I countered with triathlons especially in light of the fact that we were passing some lakes at the time.


Rejoining the marathon course we climbed another long sandy path up to Puttenham Common to be greeted ith the most amazing views - and a camerman. I think I've mentioned before they always seem to appear when you're at your most knackered so trying to look cool/cheerful/effortless/ [inset adjective here] is difficult. The heather on the common was out so long views, purple heather, sun shining - almost idyllic if you ignore the lungs heaving and the quads hurting. I had also been running in a group with competitor who'd had one of those Garmin run watches looking at her pace and so on - she'd been the one who pointed out that the 20 mile marker wasn't for us! She'd also been giving a running commentary on how fast we were going, averaging overall 8 minute miles. Running uphill or on the sandy paths I would gradually pull ahead of her, she would keep pace on the flat and then would zoom passed downhill - a very confident downhill runner!


With about three miles to go, the course began to seem familiar albeit in the other direction as we rejoined the route we had run out on. We were very definitely now on the 'homeward' stretch. With about two miles to the finish, the pace was upped. The marathon runner, the garmin wearer and another girl cruised passed with a cheerful 'see you at the finish' and I didn't have the legs to follow. At this point the race was in my case mental rather than physical as the legs were very sore. You ask yourself whether easing off might be a good idea, whether it's head down and grit your teeth, or and this is the approach I tend to take, look around and try and distract yourself with the views/ other people - pretty much anything really, while still maintaining your speed. 


We ran passed Farnham Golf Course - full of men of a certain age, size and shape (and dress sense!) hiting a little white ball into a hole or at least attempting to, around a corner to find ourselves at the field where we had parked our cars. That meant that we only had another 500m or so uphill before the recreation ground and then a 150m downhill grassy run to the finish. Its too much to say that this put a spring into my step but it certainly was a relief. I was also aware that not everyone who lined the street were supporters - there were quite a few runners who had already finished in the mix too. 


Halfway there we heard a bellow of "come on!" - pretty impressive support I thought only to see as we passed the Barley Mow pub where there were a crowd of supporters (I wonder why they decided to support from that particular vantage point?) were in a fit of giggles. looking ahead I saw one of the runners, obviously finding his way of motivating himself for the last few hundred yards was to lift his head to the heavens and bellow "come on!" Giggling while running isn't easy believe you me, but it was just the distraction needed to finish with something of a canter. Congratulating the 'marathon' and 'garmin' runners and with medal around neck went off to get watered, a banana and the goody bag which contained a t-shirt with the route layout on the back and a "tubular polyester bandanna" (a 'Buff' by any other name). If you've not come across these before they are a multi-function item of clothing that can be used as a scarf, various assortments of hat, hair band, sweat band - even as a first aid bandage. I don't know how I ever did without them!


It was then over to the results tent to check my time ~ 61st finisher by electronic chip time, and off to the WI tent for tea and cake. I was keeping an eye out for Pete and was getting a little concerned as nearly 20 minutes had passed by this stage. Waiting by the finish I saw him hobbling painfully towards the finish line having hurt his thigh, calf and ankle on the rough course. He still managed to finished in the top half though in spite of all that!


RESULT: 64th out of 490 (gun time) in a time of 1:46:06   

From the race website: "Based at The Sands Village, near Farnham, both full and half marathon routes are measured and mainly off-road, using the extensive footpaths and country lanes east of Farnham, including parts of The Pilgrims Way, along the North Downs. You can expect a variety of scenery, running surfaces and inclines. Discover historic churches, old pubs and refreshing views across the Surrey Hills as you follow in the footsteps of pilgrims, ancient and modern" and more importantly "All proceeds to charity." 

There was a good race description on the photographers blog - http://sussexsportphotography.blogspot.com/2011/09/pilgrim-marathon-and-half-marathon-2011.html
"Big congratulations to the Rotary Club of Farnham Wayside on another well marked and marshalled race - with superb co-ordination across such a large race distance. With the weather forecast looking 50/50 between bleak and very nice as a low pressure rotated gently over London and drifted eastward, the risk of rain from Wales coming south and catching the race was uncertain. At the Challenge Henley triathon only about 25 miles away and almost due north of the race it lashed it down for much of the morning, so wet weather gear was adopted just in case.


It proved however to be a near perfect day with the temperature staying in the 16 to 18 DegC range, no really harsh sunshine and almost no breeze to talk of - until much later in the day when it decided to rain really hard at the finish from about 2pm. The upshot of this was the first runners home were making good time with the marathon winner exactly 10 minutes faster than last year - and the overall times indicating just how tough an off-road route this is compared to a flat road course. This was the second ever running of the Pilgrim Marathon and Half Marathon, with 303 and 490 competitors finishing each race respectively, an increase on last years numbers.
As one runner noted - "there's pubs all the way along this route!" the answer being - well it is the Pilgrims Way..."


What race update would be complete without the traditional 'Wiki' information? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seale,_Surrey

Seale is a village in forming part of the civil parish of Seale and Sands. It is located on the south side of the Hog's Back between Farnham and Guildford and is part of the Surrey Hills Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty. It also lies on the Pilgrims' Way. The parish covers about 8 miles east to west and 3 miles north to south, but most of this is open countryside. The parish of Seale (combined villages of Seale and Sands) has a population of 900, and the name Seale derives from the Anglo Saxon word for "hall" or, alternatively, for "willow".

In the valley at the foot of the Hog's Back lies the parish church of St Laurence, Seale. Adjacent to the church are farm buildings known as Manor Farm, now converted into craft shops and a tea room. Wood Lane, which runs from Seale Church and the Manor Farm centre up to the top of the Hog's Back, is probably named after the Wood family who leased Seale Manor Farm, including the land running up to the Hog's Back, from the Bishops of Winchester for three lives from 1839 (although they sold their interest in 1856).

The church was established in the 12th century as an outpost of Waverley Abbey. The bell tower houses a peal of six bells, the oldest and largest forged in the 16th century.The church was extensively restored and enlarged in about 1860. It is served by a Rector, who now also has care of the adjacent parishes of Puttenham and Wanborough. These three parishes were formally merged in 2004, although they retain their separate places of worship. Tongham was originally part of the parish of Seale, but it became an independent parish in 1866.

Seale Lodge, built as a gentleman's residence in the 19th century, was demolished in about 1970, but some older cottages now called Seale Lodge Cottages stand opposite the church. The village school is now closed and converted into a private house. However, there is still a village hall, near the old school. There are no shops or pubs in Seale and there is no railway station.

Apart from the houses near the old school, most of the houses in the parish are grouped further south, along Binton Lane, and in a settlement called The Sands, which is part of the parish of Seale, but separate from Seale village. The Sands has a public house, The Barley Mow, but its local shop and post office (Sands Stores) has now closed down. Binton Farm takes its name from a Saxon settlement of Binton, probably from a Saxon personal name.

Seale is part of the hundred of Farnham and its downland was originally part of the large and rich manor of Farnham, owned by the Bishops of Winchester, who retained rights of warren and other manorial privileges into the 19th century. Like other parts of Surrey, however, it then and since attracted people wishing to live in a rural environment within easy reach of other centres of work, including London.

Most of the agricultural land in Seale now belongs to the Hampton Estate, centred on Hampton Lodge, an 18th century mansion. This estate is an early 20th century aggregation of the land formally owned by the Long family of Hampton, together with agricultural land formerly attached to Seale Lodge, and agricultural and parkland formerly comprising the Great Down estate, centred on another mansion at the top of the Hog's Back, Great Down, which was demolished in the 1950s. The Hampton Estate was acquired by Eustace Thornton in 1929. He was succeeded by his son, Sir Richard Thornton, KCVO, OBE, who was Lord Lieutenant of Surrey 1986-1997. It is now run by Sir Richard's daughter and son-in-law, Bridget and Bill Biddell.

At an earlier period, as evidenced by memorials in Seale church, the main landowner was the Woodroffe family (of whom two, David and Nicholas, father and son, were Sheriffs of London in 1554 and 1573 respectively), and later, by descent through a female line, the Chester family. They were seated at Poyle, Tongham, on the other side of the Hog's Back, whose landholdings extended into Seale parish (although Tongham itself became an independent parish in 1866). The mansion at Poyle Park is now demolished and the Poyle estates were broken up in the twentieth century; an interior from Poyle Park, however, is now on display in the Museum of London.

On the western fringes of Surrey, the village, is hidden in the valley below the southern slopes of the Hog’s Back, five miles west of Guildford. The narrow chalk ridge of the North Downs slopes gently down into the village but the land soon rises again to a wide area of heathland on the lower greensand of Puttenham Common. The River Wey forms the southern boundary of the parish. 

The remains of many flints, left by Neolithic man, have been discovered in the fields and on the heaths. The banks of Iron Age Hillbury fort can still be seen on the Common. The village has Saxon origins and the medieval field system has left reminders in the names of Suffield and Highfield lanes. Rodsall Manor is mentioned in Domesday Book, and Cuttmill House was originally the village mill. The church is Norman.

The village has a long agricultural history and in the 19th century over three quarters of the inhabitants worked on the land or had jobs such as blacksmiths, wheelwrights or carters. In 1874 the main crops were hops, wheat and mangolds. There is still a large acreage of hops in the centre of the village, grown in what is now the last remaining hop garden in Surrey.

Farm buildings along the village street, date from the 14th to 19th centuries but are now all converted into houses, as are their barns and hop kilns. There are many old cottages, some built of brick, others of local stone and flint. Outlying farms at Shoelands and Lascombe have been converted into business units. The old coaching inn on the Hog’s Back, where coaches changed horses on the way to Southampton, is gone; the Jolly Farmer is now a ‘Harvester’ and all the shops have closed. But there is still a village inn, golf course, bowling green and recreation ground, as well as a flourishing school and village hall.

Puttenham Common http://www.surreywildlifetrust.org/reserves/show/65
Puttenham Common is managed by Surrey Wildlife Trust as a place for people to visit and enjoy as well as for its extensive wildlife. The Common is owned by Hampton Estates and is open to the public under an access agreement with Surrey County Council.

Much of the common has been designated a Site of Special Scientific Interest because it lies on the acidic Folkstone Beds of the Lower Greensand and represents the fragmented remains of what was once a much larger area of heathland. Heathland is virtually a man-made environment. There is a hill fort at the highest point of the common, which is thought to be pre-Roman with some evidence of iron-age peoples. This indicates that the land has been occupied and worked for thousands of years. The soil is nutrient poor and free draining. Clearance of the tree cover by early man led to a heathland landscape comprising of low growing shrubs such as heather and gorse. This would have been maintained over time by grazing animals, wood collection for fuel and turf stripping for thatch. Many species have evolved and adapted to this environment and are now dependent upon it for their existence.

This practice has declined over the last century and particularly in the last thirty years. If the area is not grazed or cut regularly, the heathland quickly reverts to scrub and woodland and the heathland species suffer accordingly. Today Puttenham Common is mainly covered by birch, oak scrub and bracken but two large open areas of heathland do still remain. Work is currently being undertaken to restore and connect these by small-scale tree removal, reducing the bracken and scrub and encouraging heather growth. This work is supported by DEFRA and Natural England.


Generals Pond The pond is thought to have been named after General James Oglethorpe who owned the Priory Manor in Puttenham during the middle of the 18th century. As a young officer he served in the Prince of Savoy’s army against the Turks and was commended for bravery in the Battle of Belgrade in 1717. On his return he took up the family parliamentary seat of Haslemere and took a great interest in humanitarian issues, particularly prison conditions and the welfare of the poor. This led him to found the (American) Colony of Georgia as a place for the “worthy poor (and reformed prisoners) to remake their lives”. He was well known to many of the great people of the age, including Samuel Johnson, John Wesley and Thomas Paine. In later life he was involved in founding institutions such as hospitals and university colleges, and the British Museum.

The pond was hand dug and lined with clay, to be used as a ‘stew pond’ to allow young fish to grow to a sufficient size before they were released into the larger lakes on the estate. It is an important area for dragonflies and in the summer months you can see them flying around and catching insects on the wing or fiercely defending their territories.


Hillbury This hill fort is probably pre-Roman and the area was extensively occupied during the Roman period. Charles Kerr, the curate of Puttenham between 1869 and 1876, carried out excavations in the area and found various artefacts from many periods but the majority were Roman. The fort is a scheduled ancient monument and provides good views of the Hogs Back to the north and the hills surrounding the Devils Punch Bowl to the south.


Lascombe The house on the hill is Lascombe House and is a fine example of an early design of Edwin Lutyens and was built in 1898. The trail drops down into a valley and up the other side to the crossroads. Turn left here and go up the hill and across the main sandy track. The route then goes eastwards along the ridge. In spring and summer, this area is usually alive with the ground-nesting skylark and woodlark, which hover protectively near their nest sites. In the autumn, many different species of fungi will be visible, the most common of these being the picturesque fly agaric with its distinctive red cap covered in white spots. You may be surprised by the sudden flight and alarm call of the green woodpecker, as these are often seen on the common.

Monday, 26 September 2011

RACE 42 - LONDON DUATHLON - 11 September



David Millar, Giro d'Italia 2011, stage 21
David Millar, Giro d'Italia 2011, stage 21
Well - a week off! No races the previous weekend so I  
had to fill the time by going to two parties. So that's what a social life is like? Not having to worry about getting up early the next day to do something energetic. It could certainly become a habit! 


This weekend though it was back to something like normality. A game of hockey on Saturday and an event on Sunday. Rather than launch into the event I thought I'd start with an interesting cycling story. David Millar ( ( ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Millar ) set an unofficial record on the course I'll be doing (as reported in Cycling Weekly by Nigel Wynn, 09/06/2011) which caused a bit of a forore as he broke the speed limit in doing so. The park is often used by cyclists for practising and there have been "differences" with motorists heeding the 20mph limits (or horror of horrors going even slower) whilst looking at the fantastic views and herds of deer.


David Millar set this unofficial time trial record for a circuit of Richmond Park in London, by clocking 13 minutes and 35 seconds around the 6.7 mile circuit on Tuesday


Millar was in London this week to attend the launch of his new autobiography, Racing Through the Dark: The Fall and Rise of David MillarWhilst the Scotsman was in London, he decided to organise a time trial around the park with his 'private cycling club' along with several other local cyclists from various clubs. Millar's time means he completed the loop in just a shade under 30mph - 29.595mph (47.63kmh). Impressive, but also faster than Richmond Park's road speed limit, which was lowered to 20mph in 2004. Millar completed the ride using his full-on team issue time trial machine, a Cervelo P4, using the same set-up that saw him win the final individual time trial in the Giro d'Italia in May.
Bell asked Millar whether he thought his record would be beaten. "I don't know, I don't think so. There aren't many pros that ride around here, are there," replied Millar. BBC's Graham Bell took part in the challenge and filmed it for the BBC website [which the BBC has now removed  from its website].
Millar is taking a short break before taking part in the Tour de France where he will assist his Garmin-Cervelo team in its attempt to win stage two's team time trial and lead out American Tyler Farrar in the sprint stages. Millar became the first Briton to wear all the leader's jersey in all three Grand Tours during the Giro, having previously lead the Tour de France and Vuelta a Espana.
Cycling Weekly spoke to Millar Friday lunchtime about the ride. Now back at his home in Girona he explained that he had since written to the Royal Parks. "I apologised profusely, and explained that it was all down to my naivity. I had no idea of the rules." Neither did Millar expect Graham Bell to turn up with a video camera. "I explained that I'd lived in France and Spain for so long, where this wouldn't be a problem, that I didn't even think to check."

see http://www.cyclingweekly.co.uk/news/latest/528550/millar-sets-richmond-park-time-trial-record.html

Anyway getting back to the point, it was one of the races I did last year and really enjoyed. Being able to cycle to the park, having the stunning Richmond Park free of traffic, running alongside a rather startled deer, and the sheer scale of the event - all made for a memorable day out. From the London Duathlon website it states that "The London Duathlon is the world's largest duathlon held annually in Richmond Park, south-west London, combining running or cycling. Within the confines of the Royal Park, which is closed to traffic for the day, it offers athletes of all abilities the chance to race in a unique environment." Which somewhat underplays it in my opinion. It goes on to state that "starts are staggered through the day to spread competitors out on the roads around the Park.  You will start in a group of 10 based on your race number, which will be allocated 3 weeks before the event." I was allocated a start time of 10:40 - 10:45. However as so few are starting at any one time it meant that pacing would be key and it would be unlikely that I would find someone exactly my pace in my 'mini' wave of starters. Also that "a range of abilities take part in the event, the following are average times" which for the Challenge Distance (10k run, 22k cycle, 5k run) I was doing was 44 mins; 49 mins; 24 mins - total 2:00 hours. Last year I managed to complete in just a smidgeon under two hours mainly as my bike split was faster. Seeing the averages is a bit daunting as a 44 minute 10km is pretty fast - in fact only a minute over my personal best.


Sunday, race day dawned bright but rather windy. It was the first day that the Hurricane Katia (that battered northern Britain) was felt. We had nothing like the 100mph+ wind speeds but it was pretty "breezy" all the same. Got all my kit ready, including new socks, race belt (I've lost my favourite one) and aero-race bottle. One piece of advice that all the pro's give is never use new kit on race day and I was to rue not taking their advice as each new bit of kit let me down in one way or another.


Tyres pumped to race pressures (120psi) it was off westwards into the wind. It took about 40 minutes to get there as I wasn't pushing too hard conserving my strength for the race and ironing out some aches and pains from the two matches of hockey I'd played the day before. The nearer i got to the park the more traffic there was as increasingly annoyed (predominantly) 4x4 owners having ignored all the signs saying that Richmond Park was closed to traffic found that it was (believe it or not) actually closed to traffic. They had to turn round and go around the park resulting in wry smiles and smug satisfaction from cyclists - me included! It's nice to get one over the "Chelsea tractors" one day of the year.


Registration was easy and pain-free being very well organised. One minor plus point was that our race numbers for helmet and bike were plastic so not only were they waterproof (which proved to be important later in the race) but they peeled off afterwards easily without all the sticky residue that paper ones leave disfiguring my nice new (expensive) helmet and bike. A real 'competitor friendly' detail. Then it was to transition to mark my spot - luckily right near the end of row R (18th row). Then a wander around, pre-race stretch, take some photos and generally chill-out until we were called to the start. 


It was a bit of a production line with a constant series of small starts every 5 minutes. It did spread everyone around the course so there was little in the way of congestion but the downside was that with so many starts (and competitors already finishing from earlier rows) it lacked a bit of the drama of the mass starts of most races. Also it meant that there was no race briefing/banter from the starter getting everyone fired up for the start. The race information available on the web was so comprehensive that they dispensed with the briefing all together so we missed out on such gems as "for hundreds of years Richmond Park has been home to herds of Red and Fallow deer, currently numbering more than 600. they may stay well away from the race route however given that they are not adverse to crossing the road when cars are travelling along the road, they will not consider cyclists and runners an insurmountable obstacle. Competitors must give way to deer. In the event that they do choose to cross in front of you, give way and do not attempt to move them on more quickly, as they may react aggressively if they feel threatened".   



 A whistle and we were off. The 10k was a single lap anti-clockwise around the park. It started with a steady climb into the wind from Roehampton Gate to Richmond Gate (one side of the park to the other) following the road which was coned-off as the cyclists were coming the other way down the hill with the wind. Something to look forward to later on! Passed the rugby pitches where they were holding the children's races (so there were quite a few families supporting the runners/cyclists at this point) and past the 5k course turn off.  Then it was south to Ham Gate - still going uphill on the cycle route. Then it was off on our own towards the Pen Ponds and the White Lodge in the centre of the park, mainly flat with only a hint of uphill in sections but with the wind which made all the difference.Then a great downhill wind assisted bit as far as Robin Hood Gate and then back along towards the race village watching the cyclists coming towards you struggling into the wind, and past the majority of the supporting crowds including the MacMillan Cancer Charity supporters who gave me a huge cheer. During the run, two things had become instantly apparent. The race belt was rubbish as it had a tendency to move around a lot and migrate under my top. So I was constantly having to readjust and loosing my rhythm. The socks rubbed so I got a blister on my little toe - ah ..... bless! 


Then off on the bike. The course was a clockwise, two laps  of the carriageway around the park. Described in the information as "quite technical" which basically means there are several climbs and descents where care is needed and some steep corners where you have to slow down. pretty normal cycling in other words. By the way the photo of me on the bike was purchased at an eye-watering cost (don't ask!) not because I'm looking good or anything like that but it is a nice one of the bike showing the deep profile wheels, aero bottle etc. Out of transition, southwards into the teeth of the wind (or that's what it felt like) towards Robin Hood Gate. Fairly hard work as had pushed it fairly hard on the run so legs were a bit 'jelly' and took a while to get up to speed. The advantages of the of the aero position became quickly apparent as even the cyclists on good (that is expensive) sportive bikes were struggling. Slight digression, another reason why I like this race is the wide variety of people that take part. Even at the longer distance there were people on mountain bikes, a couple of people on the sit-up-and-beg shoppers - one even had a front basket on with all his gear, including running shoes still in it! Another person actually had his panniers still fixed to his bike, while the number with locks still on, adding considerable weight was almost beyond counting! It did mean that accidents, punctures or mechanical difficulties apart, there was no way I was coming last.


Following Robin Hood Gate, "there is a steep climb up Broomfield Hill and then a steep descent down past Kingston Gate". I'm glad I have two chain rings as I had to use the 'granny gear' to get up the hill (39/22 ratio if you're interested). This is where some competitors on their tri-bikes had problems as they only had the one front chain ring - mainly as a weight /aerodynamic saving set-up. A number of people were actually getting off and pushing while this was also the point that 'mechanical problems' became apparent for some competitors. It was a short brutal hill leaving me gasping at the top but mercifully followed by a lung recovering downhill. Into top gear and pelting down to be faced with a buttock clenching acute-angled corner - pulling on the brakes to scrub off the speed, before a long drag back up hill. One thing about carbon wheels is that they don't stop as well as alloys; to such an extent that some manufacturers have carbon wheels with alloy braking surfaces (v. expensive). However although mine don't stop as well they do create a howl like a banshee which is quite impressive and does make cyclists in front look back over their shoulders!


Really getting the cadence up by this point I was able to 'overtake' (well I passed them ~ couldn't be sure though which lap they were on or even which race they were doing) a fair number on this undulating section which apart from a few rumble strips in the road was great fun. It was here that the third piece of kit failed me. Normally I use the bike leg to rehydrate and take on energy drink. Unfortunately, however hard I sucked on the straw I just couldn't seem to get any liquid (that's why in the photo I still have a full bottle). I found later that the straw had some fiddly locking mechanism - duh!


Past Ham Gate to share the carriageway once again with the 10k runners, and downhill to Richmond Gate. Another banshee squeal on the brakes around the 90 degree corner (protected by straw bales so they were obviously expecting one or two to be going too fast) and then a fantastically long downhill section back to transition/ Roehampton Gate. This was obviously top gear, down into the tuck, and go as fast as my little legs could carry me. Two distractions - neither of which were Lycra-clad! Firstly the views towards London were stunning. You could see the Shard (London Bridge); the Gherkin (the City); Canary Wharf and even St Paul dome. The temptation was to just drink in the view but this was hampered by the second distraction. There was a nasty cross wind, which played havoc with the deep profile wheels knocking me sideways. Therefore it needed full concentration to keep it going in a straight line.


Second lap - repeat the above. Felt I went a bit faster as I knew what to expect but the cycle splits aren't up yet. However this might be because my legs were tired. Then it was back into transition, gulp down half the contents of my drinks bottle - not a good move in retrospect, and off on the final 5k. Legs were really like jelly and it was uphill into the wind. Although I felt like I was dawdling, there were others in a far worse state which along with the cheering supporters  really helped. At this point you could kind of work out how well you'd done as if you were passing someone with a lower number than yourself then it was good, if a higher number was overtaking you it was bad, whereas if it was a lower number re-overtaking then it was a "who knows?"  Also in the run up to the White Lodge a guy past me and I thought 'that's my pacemaker!' To be honest a girl had also passed me on the hill up to White Lodge but there was no way I could keep up with her! During the second run, approaching the White Lodge, the heavens opened. While initially refreshing it did cause the slight problem of washing the sweat into my eyes causing them to sting and water. Fortunately as it was raining it didn't show that i seemed to be running in tears. it was a short sharp shower - to be repeated as I neared the finish. So managing to keep pace it was through the middle of the park, passed White Lodge - so named because its painted white - and rejoining the last bit of the 10k course at Pen Ponds. Downhill all the way now, or at least flat with the distant view of the race village making a welcomed sight. Not much of a sprint finish but did manage an increase in pace over the last 500m or so.   
That was pretty much it rain-wise until I'd made it home and then it turned really nasty so I pity those racing that afternoon. 


Having finished, collected my medal and did a little bit of kit buying (CompresSport socks with 3D pressure points - or some such) I made my way back to transition to pick up the bike and the rest of my kit. While in transition I was amazed at two things.  Firstly the number of people that seemed to get lost while racing. They had no idea where their bikes were (I've some sympathy with that having had that problem years ago in one of my first triathlons); they hadn't checked where they had to cycle/run out; they didn't ask the marshals so it was up to us to shout and gesture wildly. Secondly, as I was packing my stuff, a lady came in off the bike leg; carefully racked her bike; put all her cycle kit carefully away, proceeded to brush her hair and reset her hair band - before jogging off on the run. Her transition must have taken about 10 minutes! (But at least she did look good)


Then it was off home for a leasurely cycle along the south circular. Well it started out like that but the problem is that when I see a cyclist in front I've just got to see whether I can catch/overtake and with the wind behind me as well.....  Let's just say it was slightly quicker getting home that getting to the race though I'd admit, I paid for it later even with the CompresSport socks with 3D dimples.  


How did my bike split compare - well I took something like 39 minutes to do two laps - averaging around 21 mph. Compare that with David Millar who did it averaging nearly 30mph. I know he's got a few years on me but what a phenominal time and that is without the raods closed either!


RESULT: 159th out of 1302 in a time of 1:51:56


HISTORY OF RICHMOND PARK

http://www.royalparks.gov.uk/Richmond-Park.aspx has loads of facinating information. For instance the section on the landscape history, entitled - Richmond Park -The sporting park  states that:
"Hunting created Richmond Park and deer continue to shape the way it looks. Royalty had taken a close interest in the Richmond area from the late 15th century when King Henry Vll built a palace in the Manor of Sheen. Henry and his successors hunted in the neighbourhood. But it was a visit to Richmond by King Charles I in 1625 that turned this area of medieval farms and pasture into a royal park. Charles was escaping from an outbreak of plague in London. He realised that Richmond gave him the best opportunities for hunting near London. The area included open grassland with individual oaks - some of which were mature trees at the time of Charles' visit and are still standing. There were also small farms and common land where local people had a right to graze cattle or collect timber.

Charles ignored all these claims on the land and, in 1637, he created a hunting park. He introduced around 2,000 deer, and to make sure they didn't stray he built a brick wall eight miles long, which you can still see today. Local people were furious about the King's action. He was forced to pay compensation to some landowners and had to restore the right of people to walk in the park and collect firewood by installing a ladder in the wall. From then on, deer and hunting began to change the appearance of the park. Deer grazed the leaves and bark of young trees and stopped the open grassy areas turning into woods. Ancient trackways and field boundaries disappeared as the grassland developed. Large established trees were pollarded (cut regularly at about 3 metres from the ground). This technique encouraged the trees to grow straight tall branches that were suitable for timber and also protected them from browsing deer. Even today, the lowest branches of trees in the park are all about the same height from the ground - just out of a deer's reach.

In the second half of the 17th century, King Charles II spent over £3,000 on repairs. He created new ponds for the deer to drink from and gave permission for gravel to be dug in the park. In the 18th century, two planned vistas were created to show important guests the best views of the park and beyond. One looked down to the grand avenue of Queen's Ride to White Lodge, a hunting lodge built for King George l. The other looked out from King Henry's Mound - a high point, said to have used by Henry Vlll to watch hunting. You can still stand here and look down a specially-maintained avenue in Sidmouth Wood across London to St Paul's Cathedral.
Few other changes were made in Richmond Park. Pen Ponds, a lake divided in two by a causeway, was dug in 1746 and is now a good place to see water birds. In the 19th century, several small woods were added. These include Sidmouth Wood and the ornamental Isabella Plantation, both of which are fenced to keep the deer out. Also in the 19th Century people were no longer given the right to remove firewood, which is still true to this day, to help in preserving the park. Change happens slowly and maps made in Victorian times still make sense here."

Needless to say there is a vast amount of information on http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richmond_Park


Including the fact that it is 2,360 acres (9.55 km2; 3.69 sq mi) and is the largest of the Royal Parks and Britain's second largest urban walled park after Sutton Park, Birmingham (not a lot of people know that!). The park is famous for its red and fallow deer, which number over six hundred.


King Henry VIII's Mound is the highest point within the park and is located within the public gardens of Pembroke Lodge. There is speculation that the mound has an older history, and may have originally been a barrow. From the Mound there is a protected view of St Paul's Cathedral over 10 miles (16 km) to the east which was established in 1710. (A telescope is installed on the mound, for a better viewing experience.) This vista is protected by a 'dome and a half' width of sky on either side. The Mayor of London (Ken Livingstone) sought to overturn this protection in 2005, and reduce it to 'half a dome'. 


Also in 1847 Pembroke Lodge became the home of the then Prime Minister, Lord John Russell and was later the childhood home of his grandson, Bertrand Russell. It is now a popular restaurant with glorious views across the Thames Valley. All houses backing on to the park pay a feudal fee known euphemistically as “Richmond Park Freebord” ranging from about £2 to £200pa.


Regarding public access - legal action in 1758 by John Lewis, a public spirited brewer of Richmond, confirmed the right of access for pedestrians at all times and frustrated attempts by the Royal Ranger to prevent such access. The park is enclosed by a high wall with several gates. The gates either allow pedestrian and bicycle access only, or allow both motor vehicle and pedestrian access. The gates for motor vehicle access are open only during daylight hours, and the speed limit is 20 mph. No commercial vehicles apart from taxis are allowed.


There is pedestrian & bicycle access to the park 24 hours a day except when there is a deer cull. This means it is not uncommon to find cyclists, walkers and runners using the park at all times of the day and night. During the deer cull the majority of the gates are locked and warning signs are displayed forbidding access to the park under the orders of The Secretary of State. Warning signs are normally displayed a month before the deer cull occurs.


The bridleways are special in that they are for horses (and their riders) only and not open to other users like normal bridleways. This is rarely a problem as the sandy surface discourages anyone not on horseback. Most riding is done through organized stables which, in general, obey the rules about where they can ride.


The 1997 law limits cycling to: (a) main roads; (b) the hard yellow cycle path that runs around the park (Tamsin Trail); and (c) other hard (i.e. concrete or cement) surfaces. Cycling along the park's mud paths is forbidden as contrary to the park's bye-laws.

Until 2005 the park was policed by the separate Royal Parks Constabulary but that has now been subsumed into the Royal Parks Operational Command Unit of the Metropolitan Police. In recent years the mounted policemen have been replaced by a patrol team in a four-wheel drive vehicle.  


Sunday, 4 September 2011

RACE 41 - HARD AS SNAILS - 27 August


There are advantages in doing triathlons. I realised as I packed for the previous two races - two bikes, two sets of kit and some 'normal' clothes - into the Mini, the one thing I didn't have was an up to-date passport. Technically you don't need one when travelling within the EU but as I didn't have any other photo-id other than my British triathlon race licence (I hadn't realised I was meant to have a photo drivers licence either) I just hoped for the best. Needless to say, security at the ferry port called me over. Asked the routine questions of 'business or pleasure?' and 'where are you staying?' to which I answered I'm doing a triathlon in Letterkenny. Taken aback, he peered through the car window, shook his head, gave a rye smile and wished me luck - phew!   



Well after the Letterkenny race it's another another milestone (of sorts). 40 out of 50 completed, that's 80 per cent or 4/5ths! In other words only (you can see me getting a bit complacent) 10 to go and four months to do them. So touch wood and hope for an injury free few months - then I can fall apart at Christmas. So any thoughts having completed the 40th? 


Somehow I feel I should be saying something profound. While I am certainly pleased and a little surprised to have made it thus far, to be honest it is tinged with a little disappointment. There are a number of events I would have liked to have done but haven't had the time or they've clashed; I haven't managed to see everyone I had wanted to and there are certainly parts of the country I haven't managed to visit. Also I am sensing that there may be a bit of a gap once I've completed them all so thank heavens the hockey season is about to start. I must admit to feeling the "spike of adrenaline" as Lance Armstrong describes it, that you get when competing which you don't really get training. The pain of competing becomes the exhilaration of completing, but this natural high can get a bit addictive. 


There were a couple of quotes that I found pertinent (I'll be turning into a Joey Barton if I'm not careful and start quoting Neitzsche, although I haven't assaulted anyone - yet). I've reading one of my tri-mags and Chrisse Wellington (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chrissie_Wellington) quotes Ghandhi "There is more to life than increasing it's speed" which while obviously being my philosophy for life in general, doesn't apply to racing (well not the bike sections at any rate  possibly the swimming though?). Also I've been reading Clive James who in his fifth volume of memoirs - 'The Blaze of Obscurity - The TV years' describes how skiing (if done properly) "served as an ideal in my memory of whole the application of effort should always be exactly measured: nothing by force, everything by logical progression. Too much disturbance in the medium was a sign of strain". Also he quotes from Johnny Weissmuller's (Tarzan to those of us brought up on Saturday matinees at the local cinema) autobiography and possibly even more pertinent to my efforts "the essence of swimming the crawl is to relax the arm when it's out of the water, so that it wastes no energy. Fully relaxed, it will fall into the water under its own weight, without a splash. The secret of composition in any form is the appropriate application of effort. The result is an aesthetic effect that should never be aimed at directly, but only reaped as the harvest of correct preparation".  Both of which can be applied to the multi-sport events I do. 


Enough waffle! I think I'll leave the rest of these random 'musings' until I've actually finished and then bore you with a lessons learnt section - that is assuming of course I've learnt anything. 


How was the next race? It is described (in a slightly edited version) on the All About Triathlons website (yes, one of my favourite organisers of events) as "The Hard as Snails 10k is a special event that uses the same course as the infamous G3 Series but with a different start / finish location. It will begin in the Chantries on the famous Pilgrims' Way in Guildford.. This event is a cross-country run on a single 10k loop. This epic course takes in the Pilgrims' Way over the North Downs where you'll encounter rolling hills, lofty summits and low off-road tracks weaving through the woodland.You'll feel leaves crunching underfoot, the wind in your hair (or not in my case) as you bound (or stagger in my case) across beautiful countryside. This is an awesome venue for one of the finest cross-country events on the calendar". The profile is shown on the Garmin link - http://connect.garmin.com/player/40286544 


Now I did one of the G3 races (Race 29) so I don't have to bore you with lots of background information as I've already done so and of course you'll have remembered it. Both the Surrey Wildlife Trust (who this race supported) and St Martha's Hill and church are amply (some might say - more than amply) covered there. 

Again I was competing with Kevin and Pete. Wonderfully lazy, I was being chauffeured. Picked up at my door at 7am and able to appreciate the view as we left London for a change. Another sign of getting old is my response to modern technology. Kevin had one of those GPS Tom Toms 'thingies' that tell you were to go in what I found to be a irritatingly all knowing voice. Fortunately it could be turned right down and to be fair it was useful in town - but I'm not sure that I could cope with being told what to do all the time. I suppose you get used to if you're married ..... hmmm I don't think I'll take that argument to its logical conclusion. Registered and met up with Pete - who'd I'd singularly failed to respond to: another failure of my relationship with modern technology as I hadn't realised I had text messages on my Blackberry. To be honest I wasn't the only one who'd had a 'senior' moment as when looking at the start list to get our race numbers, we noticed two Kevin Murphys - one a vet and one open category. Kevin was concerned that he might have entered twice and somehow got his age wrong? We found out later there was another KM ~ a younger version.


We crossed the road and made our way to the start for a warm up and to become a little intimidated at how fit everyone looked, the number of people with running club vests on, how young they were..... and so forth.  After a quick speech through a megaphone, the start of the race was signalled by a quick “3…2…1…Go!” We were off, shuffling through the start gate and breaking into a trot only to break back into a shuffle moments later as came face to face with a Range Rover  towing a horse box!  Not something you normally come encounter on a cross country run! 


Amazing views (spoilt by foreground!) 
Then it was back into my race pace. The initial inclines were not too bad, just enough to get you breathing heavily and start to separate the field out a bit. Then it was up St Martha's Hill for the first time. This really separated out those who had gone off too fast or were just not used to hill climbing. Again on reaching the top the views were just spectacular - it would be great if could momentarily stop your race chip just to spend time appreciating the views. Over the crest and back down into the valley on trials that were very sandy. In fact, very, very sandy in places, pretty much ankle deep in places. This tends to absorbs a lot of the power in the stride, it feels like you are running on a beach and if you have ever run on a beach you will know how much extra effort is required just to maintain a reasonable pace.
Running along the valley you get long(ish) views and can see tiny dots of the leaders on a trail going up through a cornfield and disappearing into some woodland. Eventually we made it to this point and it was at this point quite a few started walking - hands on knees. I ran but it was hardly any faster. However there were one or two who bounded up and disappeared into the woodland. On emerging through the narrow belt of woodland, we discovered that we weren't yet at the top of the hill. So head down and (what was by now) plod on. Reaching the top (finally) we were rewarded a gain with some brilliant views back towards St Martha's Hill. This view is tinged with the realisation that we would be running up that hill again in the not too distant future.   


Pete's Action Man style
Then some relief from the inclines to catch our breath and pick up the pace as we contoured along the top of the valley to the water point at 5k. Then it was back down into the valley, mainly in single file as the paths were narrow, though a few hardy brave souls took them at an almost sprint dodging the tree roots and branches. 


Parts of the course were familiar as we had run this on the outward leg and were now running back the opposite way - though this approach to St Martha's hill was steeper and sandier than the outward leg. However this perception might be because I was knackered? As is the case in most of these races, the photographer is sited at the point of most pain i.e. the top. They use the excuse of the light is better, less contrast or some such, but summoning a grimace, I mean smile is an effort in itself. 


The remainder of the race is 'predominantly' downhill now but there were a few more, mercifully short, inclines to negotiate. Something else to negotiate were horse riders. One chatty lady trotted alongside myself and another competitor asking about our pacing etc. It was difficult to carry a conversation and a little intimidating running alongside a horse. We also came across another rider who was slightly less amenable to having her morning canter disrupted by a couple of hundred sweaty gasping runners. 
His "Dapper-ness"


The small group I'd been pacing began to draw ahead as we got nearer the finish line. You can hear he cheers of the spectators before seeing the finish as it is a sharp right turn, then a 100m 'sprint' to get over the line. It was a packet of jelly babies, a banana and a Goodness Shakes (recovery drink) as a reward. No medal or t-shirt (a good thing) and again the most useful of prizes - free downloads of all the photos! An organisation that obviously knows what competitors really want. This being the case, I've included pictures of Pete and Kevin (and myself of course) showing the difference in running styles. Best summarised as Pete "all action man"; Kevin as shown already in the Beast in the East (Race 21 in May) "dapper" and ridiculously cheerful (not sure how you can smile like that and wave having just run up St Martha's Hill, and me? Probably "a limp-wristed lollop" best describes my running action as evidenced by the YouTube clip in The Hurt - Race 33. It was then back to the car to be whisked effortlessly home.


The final point to make you'll be relieved to hear - is that a woman won! In the 41 races done this year (and many done in previous years) this is the first time it has happened. Not only did she (Katie Hewison) win, she destroyed the field, winning by a margin of almost two minutes.   Found out subsequently thanks to Rob Harrison, that she won a silver medal in the duathlon European Championships last year.  


RESULT: 47th out of 280 in a time of 48:58 (15 secs slower than last year)