Wokingham Half Marathon 2011 - RACE REPORT

It's a beautifully sunny Monday morning as I look out of the office window right now and the question I have to ask myself is 'why couldn't we have had this yesterday'. Nope instead on a cold, blustery, drizzly, and quite frankly horrible day, I put on some shorts (and sensibly) a long sleeve top and aimed to complete my first Half Marathon since that disturbing Lisbon one in March 2010.

I'd avoided running the week before as I had those first snotty and sores signs of a cold and concentrated on getting myself well but I was looking forward to this race. It was going to be a push as I had only been running properly again since the beginning of the year but an achievable one.

We were running a little late and by the time the gun went off, we were still getting ready but luckily it took a good 5 mins for the field to go through to the start so we joined where we should do, near the back, and jogged on. Eatingtrees apologised pretty early on (not that he needed to) and said he was going to be anti-social and plug his tunes straight in so I got to listen to the sound of my own breathing for a bit. 1st mile was run in 8.43 and at that point I got into a little rhythm and was off on my own. Miles 2, 3, 4 and 5 all felt OK so I did a quick bit of mental calculation and found that I had mildly increase the pace to about 8:35-8:40's but I was starting to feel it.

 THE SMILES HIDE THE FEAR. THE RACE HAD STARTED. WE HADN'T

There are many completely right angled corners on this course and as such the wind suddenly takes you by surprise. I particularly remember the 4m sign was on a left 90 degree bend and as I went round it, the wind hit me side on as it came down across the fields. I started looking around for people who were bigger than me to shelter behind but most runners are considerably thinner than me. 

Around this point was also where I found one of my personal running annoyances. 2 people running together, both listening loudly to music as I could hear the bass yet trying to have a normal conversation. BY SHOUTING. For about a mile, their voices were all I could hear. It was probably wrong but all I wanted to do was push them both into a hedge. Then point and laugh. I didn't.

At around 5.5-6 miles, a friend I used to work with came along side me and we ran for a couple of miles together and had a catch-up about work, fatherhood and the lack of disposable income and then we wished each other luck and he pushed on. That little interlude helped me forget the fear so I was extremely grateful and although slowing, was OK to plod on.

Miles 8 and 9 came and went quite quickly and as I was now heading back on the route we came out on, I knew where the 10 mile mark was and got there up the hill. Now I was coming to unknown territory as my max training run had been 10.4 miles as if on cue, suddenly my legs felt like lead.

The 11 mile marker took an age to turn up but then as I approached the second hill over the A329(M) I saw my mate from earlier having a walking break up the hill. Now I knew that if I could catch him, he could keep me going and get me to the end. I reckon it took the best part of a mile to make up about 20 yards on him once he got running again but another quick chat about how much pain we were in and I continued on.

I ran over the line, hit the stop watch and then started searching for Mrs HMC who had my hoodie. The rain was heavier now and within a few minutes, I was freezing but knew I had to stay near the finish in order to find both the Mrs HMC and eatingtrees. I ended up wandering round like a lost child, backwards and forwards but after a while, we were all together again and headed back to the cars and home.

My time... Well depends on my watch or my chip time. They've always been within a second or 2 but for this race, I have a watch time of 1:57:02 and a chip time of 1:56:37. Which one do I take?!?!?

Oh and as for running without music, it is fine of a town/city race but with one that is all on country roads, things like 'ooh, another field' or 'ooh some horses' isn't quite enough mental motivation to keep me going. Roll on CPC in the Hague where they'll be plenty going on to keep me occupied.

Nur nur nur nur nur nur nur nur BAT RUN!

Thought it best to stretch the legs prior to Saturday's Grim so I planned a little route during the day and headed out for a run while leaving Mrs HMC to put George to bed.

I pried open my trainers and broke off the mud holding them together and slipped my feet into them. Toasty warm due to leaving them on a radiator! A head torch was donned and a little flashy red light arm band type thingy was attached to my arm. It was quite a mild night in Surrey so no hat was needed and after 5 minutes, I was wishing I'd chosen a short sleeve instead of a long sleeve top!

I'd planned a little loop I hadn't done before which had been checked for paths on Google Streetview. Quite a nice run actually that included a great little section with very little street lighting and lots and lots of bats for company and then another part with a view where the sky had some quite cool effects going on. 6.22km was completed in 33:33 which is back to my normal pace as I'd removed the 2 BIG hills from my route.

I have also bitten the bullet and ordered the New Balance 1064 which should arrive soon and it also means that Saturday's Grim Challenge with eatingtrees and fitartist could be the final send off for my last ever pair of 1063's! They've done every race bar my very first half marathon. It'll be a sad day.

Oh and I forgot, this years Half Marathon European adventure has been planned. This year.... The City Pier City Loop on the 13th March. Myself, eatingtrees and Mrs HMC are going on a road trip!