Well nearly kills me :)
Recovery from Tuesdays marathon hasn't been too bad. Proper aches on Wednesday, a really sore arch of foot......which I just think is an overuse injury.
It's my foot saying, 'you do know you're a fucking idiot don't you!'
So I laid off the exercise for the rest of the week. Work is busy enough and obv I was tired too.
Friday night I didnt know whether I wanted to run parkrun or not, I certainly didnt want to run to Harrow Lodge, my foot was just too sore............ but then Barking PR tweeted me that tailrunner was available.
Sold!
So I tailran, it was ok, well I failed really as I left someone behind. I swear she didn't start the race with the others, she just seemed to come out of nowhere. Oh well!
Rest of the day usual stuff hair, shopping and the like. Wasn't feeling amazing so went to be early in prep for Sunday.
My third obstacle race of recent weeks. Lactic Fallout in Kelvedon Hatch, Essex.
Mr H took me as it was near and he was quite intrigued. I met up with a group of D88s who were all doing it too.
Possibly the worst thing about the whole race was waiting for the start in what was a stiff cold breeze. Me and Jen had decided to run together and pushed up to get off as quick as possible. Soon enough we were away. Across a field into the woods Jen a few steps in front of me. Down a steep hill and through a stream, then up again and into a field. Bit of a run then the first proper obstacle a really deep ditch I had to slide on by bum into, then wade through prop knee high water and then there were ropes on the other side so you could get up the bank.
50m after this was a wall which actually wasnt as bad as I feared, then these barriers that you had to climb over and get in before you could get out the other side.
I have no idea what was in the bottom of these but the smell made me retch :-/
Another run from there and what felt like millions of ditches. I think I lost Jen at one of these as she said she was sure I was behind her up til a ditch and then after it she looked behind her and I was gone. I think I know which one. I went to jump a ditch and land on my knees on the other side......on the soft mud. Well there was a rock disgusing itself as mud in there and I landed on it taking the brunt just under my knee.
I actually was unable to move for a few moments. A couple of people asked if I was ok but I couldnt really speak. Eventually I got up. I expected to see loads of blood, but there was only a little trickle. Better man up I thought! But I felt sick for a while after that. My bruise off photo shows it, all the bruising down that leg is from that fall I think.
Anyway, highlights I remember are, cargo net where you basiclly had to get facedown in soupy mud, a lake where you slid down into on plastic so fast you just submerged, then walking across the lake was a nightmare cos with each step you were either up to your knees or your neck.....
a load of plastic tunnels to go over or through, I watched people going over, sitting astride them gripping with their knees and went cold. Decided to go through, nearly went mental when I got halfway and couldnt seem to push myself any further....obv I eventually did but it was claustrophobic and not nice, not nice at all.
and all the ditches were filled with water all of them, it was constant sliding and climbing and never knowing when your next step would leave you completely underwater!
By 5 miles (there were markers) I was knackered, completely done. There were a couple of walls where I couldnt even reach up to pull myself up, so I went round. I needed to be done now.
Bit more running then into the woods for the last few obstacles, one I hated, an A frame where you grab a rope to walk up the practuically greased surface and then quickly grab the top and athletically flip yourself over.
Yeah right!I grabbed the rope, walked up the side, decided to try and sling one leg over the top, the other slipped and did the splits, then fell back the way I had come. I am sure it was quite elegant really but being on my own I decided I had tried it....and hurt my adductor, I would go round.
I really had hurt myself too, the rest of the race was finished holding my groin and honestly i dont normally go round like that.
The last obstacle was another crawl through a tunnel in the mud job, so that when you finished you were as mucky as possible. You then pass through a tent where they give you a cup of tea and a t shirt which you try to hold in your teeth because your hands are covered in mud and shit!
Mr H hosed me down after that so i could at least put some dry clothes on. We found Jenny who had finished 7 minutes before me (I have seen the results) and walked back up to take photos of the rest of the Daggers finishing, which they all did with smiles (mainly)
Anyway, I'm a bit achy today but my adductor doesnt seem bad so it was just a tweak, my foot is no more sore than it was. The bruising is a bit painful but that will clear.
I think I am ready for the next one!
Friday night I didnt know whether I wanted to run parkrun or not, I certainly didnt want to run to Harrow Lodge, my foot was just too sore............ but then Barking PR tweeted me that tailrunner was available.
Sold!
So I tailran, it was ok, well I failed really as I left someone behind. I swear she didn't start the race with the others, she just seemed to come out of nowhere. Oh well!
Rest of the day usual stuff hair, shopping and the like. Wasn't feeling amazing so went to be early in prep for Sunday.
My third obstacle race of recent weeks. Lactic Fallout in Kelvedon Hatch, Essex.
Mr H took me as it was near and he was quite intrigued. I met up with a group of D88s who were all doing it too.
Possibly the worst thing about the whole race was waiting for the start in what was a stiff cold breeze. Me and Jen had decided to run together and pushed up to get off as quick as possible. Soon enough we were away. Across a field into the woods Jen a few steps in front of me. Down a steep hill and through a stream, then up again and into a field. Bit of a run then the first proper obstacle a really deep ditch I had to slide on by bum into, then wade through prop knee high water and then there were ropes on the other side so you could get up the bank.
50m after this was a wall which actually wasnt as bad as I feared, then these barriers that you had to climb over and get in before you could get out the other side.
I have no idea what was in the bottom of these but the smell made me retch :-/
Another run from there and what felt like millions of ditches. I think I lost Jen at one of these as she said she was sure I was behind her up til a ditch and then after it she looked behind her and I was gone. I think I know which one. I went to jump a ditch and land on my knees on the other side......on the soft mud. Well there was a rock disgusing itself as mud in there and I landed on it taking the brunt just under my knee.
I actually was unable to move for a few moments. A couple of people asked if I was ok but I couldnt really speak. Eventually I got up. I expected to see loads of blood, but there was only a little trickle. Better man up I thought! But I felt sick for a while after that. My bruise off photo shows it, all the bruising down that leg is from that fall I think.
Anyway, highlights I remember are, cargo net where you basiclly had to get facedown in soupy mud, a lake where you slid down into on plastic so fast you just submerged, then walking across the lake was a nightmare cos with each step you were either up to your knees or your neck.....
a load of plastic tunnels to go over or through, I watched people going over, sitting astride them gripping with their knees and went cold. Decided to go through, nearly went mental when I got halfway and couldnt seem to push myself any further....obv I eventually did but it was claustrophobic and not nice, not nice at all.
and all the ditches were filled with water all of them, it was constant sliding and climbing and never knowing when your next step would leave you completely underwater!
By 5 miles (there were markers) I was knackered, completely done. There were a couple of walls where I couldnt even reach up to pull myself up, so I went round. I needed to be done now.
Bit more running then into the woods for the last few obstacles, one I hated, an A frame where you grab a rope to walk up the practuically greased surface and then quickly grab the top and athletically flip yourself over.
Yeah right!I grabbed the rope, walked up the side, decided to try and sling one leg over the top, the other slipped and did the splits, then fell back the way I had come. I am sure it was quite elegant really but being on my own I decided I had tried it....and hurt my adductor, I would go round.
I really had hurt myself too, the rest of the race was finished holding my groin and honestly i dont normally go round like that.
The last obstacle was another crawl through a tunnel in the mud job, so that when you finished you were as mucky as possible. You then pass through a tent where they give you a cup of tea and a t shirt which you try to hold in your teeth because your hands are covered in mud and shit!
Mr H hosed me down after that so i could at least put some dry clothes on. We found Jenny who had finished 7 minutes before me (I have seen the results) and walked back up to take photos of the rest of the Daggers finishing, which they all did with smiles (mainly)
Anyway, I'm a bit achy today but my adductor doesnt seem bad so it was just a tweak, my foot is no more sore than it was. The bruising is a bit painful but that will clear.
I think I am ready for the next one!
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