Monday, 28 July 2014

6 runs in a week? done that already...let's try 4 in a day :)




So it was time for a new adventure and new territory at the Adidas TR24 Thunder Run for myself and a great team of fellow runners I had been kindly invited to join for the weekend at Catton Park near Lichfield in Derbyshire.

Running discussion board member Martin had invited fellow Southport runner David Marsh and myself to join his team for the TR24 Thunder Run as part of a team of 7 runners for the 24hr event which is run over a 10k (6.2 mile) multi terrain course in the lovely countryside of Derbyshire . I snapped up the offer as I had been trying to get a team into the event myself but failed as it was extremely popular this year and all the team entries sold out in hours, much to a lot of people's disappointment.




The event is held over several days and we were provided with a well organized schedule ( see above ) and you could arrive at the provided camping area for runners on the Friday from lunchtime, in preparation for the 24hrs of running from 12 noon on Saturday to 12 noon on Sunday. The camping is all included in the cost of the team entry fee and is an absolute bargain when you work out what you get for your money.
Typical cost was £35-£40 per team member if a team of 8 for example, and you get your entry to the race itself, free camping and facilities, your event t-shirt and winners medal, and obviously several actual laps of the course as part of the event.


Friday 25th July 2014.

As ever Mr Marsh was designated driver for the trip down as I don't drive and Mr M is a very generous and helpful person and is happy to help a fellow runner in need of transport.

I had borrowed a tent and sleeping bag for myself of another helpful friend Simon ( thanks Simon by the way). So I was all prepared and ready to go at Lunchtime on the Saturday and sat outside my flat looking like I was going to go on holiday for a week as I swear I had packed everything but the kitchen sink :)

On time as ever Mr M arrived, and in the bags went and we were off on the road heading for Uttoxeter first of all to meet up with team leader Martin and and his wife Debs and their fellow club runner Mike at a Starbucks so we could get to the camp at the same time.
Needless the say the motorways were pretty crap and had several delays and problems from previous accidents from the day before, and we had to leave the motorway to avoid a 5 junction delay!

Luckily the sat nav seemed to be the sensible option and we were delayed a couple of hours at a guess but so were our other team mates so it was not a problem and the meet up at Starbucks went to plan and after a light refreshment we were of to the campsite as we followed our illustrious leader who had done the event before so knew where we were going ( insert suitable `only kidding` comment here).
So after a little 8-10 mile of optional extra scenery care of our leader who lost GPS whilst on a conference call? we arrived on site at roughly 5.30pm and straight into a nice little slot quite near to all the amenities and in particular not too far from the loo's, but just far enough away that you couldn't smell them,bonus.

So now was the fun part, unpacking and erecting our tents, always good for a laugh.
Mr M had borrowed a pop up tent literally, 5 mins and it was ready, although it looked like it was a midgets pop up tent to me, I would just about of got my stuff in it if I'd been using one and I would of had to sleep alongside it.
My borrowed tent on the other hand was actually big enough to fit me in twice thankfully, but the instructions were about as clear as an alleged English taught foreigner working in an outsourced Indian call centre for ( I was going to say BT, but I'd better not eh Mr M) lets say Barclays.

I attempted to put up the outer tent leaving what I thought was the ground sheet on the floor to one side ready for later, only to discover that after pegging it in loosely the tent poles had nowhere to go and in fact the groundsheet was an inner tent and I should of pegged that down first and put the poles in that first lol.
Eventually it was complete and all my kit and bags thrown inside and it was let's go for a wander time around camp.

I was very impressed with the on site selection, we had various caterers and food stalls, first aid point, massage tent, sportswear suppliers, energy drink suppliers, shower blocks, toilets etc..etc.. we were indeed very well catered for the weekend ( see menu below ).



We collected our free Adidas TR24 Thunder Run event t-shirts and then our timing chips and numbers etc and headed back to our camp.

We were already 5 in number by this time as myself and David as mentioned earlier had met up with Martin, Debs and Mike at Uttoxeter Starbucks.
But we still had another 2 members to meet and they arrived a couple of hours after us, and they were a pleasure to meet. They were both from down South, or least Cathy was as she had driven up from London and had picked up Alice along the way at some stage.


     The team, from the left : Alice, Debs, Cathy, Myself, Mike, David and our leader Martin.

Introductions over and it was have a wander around camp time again to kill some more time and to carb load a little etc.I was having a bite to eat with David when I spotted our fellow running friend Bex  and a few others and after a few hello's etc we wandered off to see the camp that some of our other fellow friends and runners where staying at.

This particular camp of running friends seemed to consist of Penny Lane Striders runners ( Eamonn,Rachael, Jo and husband,Lyndon and a few from Liverpool Running Club Adam and Gillian in particular, and they had inflatable couches and hammocks and a campfire and all sorts. Including a bottle of Jagermeister doing the rounds of the camp as several people were partaking in Jager Bombs of all things lol...


Saturday 26th July 2014


So here it was race day, a whole 24 hours of running around a 10k multi terrain loop over fields, through woodlands, down hilly paths, up hilly paths, through more woodlands, up more hilly paths lol...you get my drift.

Breakfast time came and went and team tactics and race run order instructions had been drilled into us all by our leader Martin and we were all ready and raring to go as far as I could tell.it was particular hot though and the temp was increasingly becoming a worry for me in particular as I struggle to run efficiently in heat and I had kindly been invited to start the race as first runner for our team at 12 noon....mad dogs and Englishmen and all that was about to ring true as we all stood there in the blazing sun.

                      This is me completely oblivious to what lay ahead, If only I'd known..


Final race details given by the marshals and a nice little speech by the guy who organized the whole event who thanked everyone for making it what it is, and then we were off....

Off I went on lap one into unknown territory not knowing what the hell lay ahead other than 10k of  hard work.Down a field we went and then a sharp turn up a single track path through woodlands, and already a lot us were walking it lol...

We continued on up the hill and then down hill for a bit and then off down a track through more woods and back towards camp and actually through some of the camp as we were cheered by fellow runners and campers alike ( fantastic ).

Off we went out and along tracks by fields and up some more little hills and more woods etc, and a pattern was emerging i.e. woodlands, hills, fields and not in any particular order so you had no idea what pace to run at and how much effort to give it as you didn't know what lay ahead, not if like me you hadn't done it before anyway, and certainly as this was lap one.

It was now becoming apparent that it was bl**dy hot and I was struggling and now actually feeling a little light headed and dizzy at times.This was a worry as you are not really supposed to carry on running if you feel dizzy or lightheaded, but I couldn't afford to stop and decided to adapt by walking up hills and in certain wooded bits using the shade as an excuse to walk a little more to try and cool down and lose the lightheaded feeling.

It seemed to work and I was extremely thankful to see the one and only water station at the 5k mark.this station had ice cold sponges available to help cool you by putting it on your head and neck.I took this chance to drink a few cups of water and pour one over my head and stand there with a cold sponge for at least 3-4 minutes.This did cost me time but it was that or pass out and that was not an option for me.

     No this isn't me, but this is the ice cold sponge and water station, it was a lifesaver.


The 8k marker appeared after a long section through woodlands and this was now a more relaxing final 2k in to the finish as it only involved one little hill and and nice little run in to the start/finish line to hand over our team baton to non other than team leader Martin.

I did my first lap in what I at the time considered a disappointing 57mins and 16secs but then again with the time spent recovering from the heat and trying to walk hills etc it was a pretty decent effort I feel.

Our team continued on through the day handing over one to another and we pulled off decent lap times everyone of us, and we recorded our time on a sheet back at camp so we could work out what time to meet our fellow runner at the start/finish line ready for the next lap.

This became a fun point at times especially when stories about other team members at previous events not being at the changeover point allegedly on time or waiting for team mates were jokingly referred to. The comment " I was tying my shoe laces when you ran past" excuse seemed to come up a few times :)

The day went on and plenty of food and water etc was consumed after each lap in an attempt to prep our bodies for the next lap, and in my case I had an average of 6-8 hours between laps. My second lap was originally planned for 11pm a whole 11 hours after my first but Mike picked up a calf niggle and needed to rest it for a while after a massage failed to ease it sufficiently for his run.So a quick change of rota as such and I was now out for lap 2 at around 8pm.Question was how hot was it still?

I had spent the afternoon sat in the shade and lying next to our cars as the midday run had seriously overcooked my head and I was doing my best to stave off sunstroke symptoms, but I had felt better as time passed and was confident it would go well on lap 2.

Off I went on lap 2 after having the baton handed over to me by Deb's who did a cracking job on her first lap, and off into the countryside and woodlands I went again.I was now familiar with the route and the map that we had been shown started to make sense now as we now knew what the elevation was on the one dimensional map :)



The difference in this lap was amazing as I knew what was coming so could slow on uphills and run faster on flats knowing exactly how far I had to go to the next uphill section etc so I could pace myself perfectly.The heat was not as bad either, although it was still hot I could control my temperature better and didn't have to make any unneeded stops or walks to cool down like on lap 1.

I finished this lap with a sprint and a smile as I flew in over the line to hand over to Cathy and I managed a respectable 54mins 29secs :)

Back to camp I went with a smile on my face feeling content that I now had a respectable time under my belt and my legs still felt good so I was confident I could repeat the performance.A few encouraging well dones from my team mates and it was rest time as my next run was not due until roughly 3.30am/4am and in the dark.....


Sunday 27th July 2014

The team continued on with good times on into the dark and at midnight I went off for another load of pasta bolognaise and a coffee to keep me going in prep for the night run, eating food all day and drinking coffee had never been so enjoyable.

I also used this time to watch a few team mates come in or go out as I saw David go out and Martin come in.I also saw Alice who was looking a little bemused as she thought she had lost her chip somewhere after going to the showers etc and was a little concerned.She eventually decided it was probably and hopefully in her tent somewhere and would look on her return.I returned back to my tent later to find a delightful blue balloon attached to my tent with a light in it, and a message to tell me she had found her chip :)


Surely enough 3.30am arrived and I was due down at the start/finish area ready to take the baton changeover from??...oh hell, I had a complete memory loss as to the name of my team mate I was to take the baton off ( sorry Cathy )..one hour earlier I had been clearly talking about who was running in what order before and after me in the night and now I couldn't even remember what happened 5 mins earlier as the tiredness had clearly affected my brain more than I realized.

The worst thing was it was now dark and I couldn't rely on my team mate seeing me in the changeover area, and I admitted to the girl next to me that I had clearly forgotten my team mates name and didn't know how I was going to get her attention, the girl admitted she had had the same problem and wasn't helped by the fact that now it was night and most of us were having naps in our tents prior to getting to the start/finish area and we were not familiar with what our team mates had gone running in clothing wise so couldn't even try to recognize their clothes.

     Trying to spot team mates in this lot was not easy...

Cathy ran in over the line and looked into the crowd just past me and I couldn't be sure it was her or not as she was in all black and with her hair back, I luckily spotted her number and noticed it was only a couple of numbers away from mine so it had to be her, I mentioned this to the girl next to me who I had explained my predicament to earlier and we both called out "hello" in Cathy's direction, and thankfully she spotted me, within 10 secs or so of crossing the line the handover was complete and off I went into the dark with a tiny head torch strapped to my head......


This was now my lap 3 and running in the dark with a head torch was new to me and felt weird. The hardest thing was gauging your speed as you cannot see how fast you are speeding down the course like you can with tarmac etc as it doesn't work the same on grass and head torches don't really enable you to see colours properly.I could see 6 ft in front of me though and that was enough for me to run safely, I thought so anyway lol.

Onwards I ran into the dark and it was freaky running down 2-3 feet wide paths through woodlands and not having someone running in front or behind you that you could see most of the time.We all had head torches but on twisty turns etc you couldn't always see others ahead.

     This was before it really got dark ...or it may of been dawn lol.

It was becoming an increasingly fun run and I wasn't tired at all and my breathing and fitness was improving as my runs went on.After a couple of misplaced foot placements into holes I didn't see, my feet seemed to naturally find a safe landing and propel me onwards without a care in the world, this seemed to help me overall as I spent less time looking at were I was placing my feet and I just ran.

I had initially lost time at the start of this lap as I precariously worked my way around the first 4k or so but as I approached the 5k and the water station for the first time I didn't need to stop to pick up a drink and ran on into the long section in the woodlands stripping of my running tops as I went as it was surprisingly still warm on the night runs.

The wooded section was extremely difficult as it was a jungle of tree roots and the path only a couple of feet wide in parts but I survived and my ankles came out unscathed and untwisted and I managed to run in the last 2k at speed and up the last hill and onto a sprint finish back at the start/finish area to hand over to??.......oh b*lls, not again!!

Yet again the mental tiredness had struck and I had an idea it was Martin I was handing over to but I wasn't sure and I didn't want to stand there shouting questionably Martin?? Martin?? lol. Unfortunately Martin didn't see me cross the line and didn't see me walking up and down in front of everyone looking for my mysterious team mate ( it has been jokingly suggested he was tying his shoelace at the time ).

After several wanders up and down and walking behind the line of changeover people trying to see if I recognized anyone Martin turned around just as I was passing him, so it was hand over time and after giving him my head torch he was off.

I went to the timing tent to see my time as I had failed to start my Garmin in the dark correctly and was happy to find I had only lost one minute running in the dark and I came in a respectable 55mins 31secs :)

Back to my tent to pick up my towel etc and I had a quick shower and then got my head down for a little cat nap, it would soon be decision time on whether I wanted to do a 4th and final untimed and unchipped lap alongside David on his 4th lap in another 5 hours or so. At this moment in time I felt like sleeping til the race was over.

Daylight arrived and after a groggy cat nap I got up but had no appetite whatsoever and I had failed to eat straight after my previous run to refuel, this would soon become a big error.

It was getting hot again and the predicted cooler weather had not particularly arrived either and the tent was stifling again so I sat outside and chatted with the others who were mostly up as well now.I wasn't the only one showing signs of tiredness now either and I don't think anyone had really eaten sufficiently in the early hours.The team had continued to run well through the night and morning though and our times all stayed consistent, so well done to all the team :)

The stories of the baton change errors were now coming out again and the little digs at Martin were going in about previous thunder runs etc which were lighthearted and funny, especially as I had added to them last night lol.

I managed to get a banana down me and prior to my last lap a mini Mars as I set of to the start/finish area to accompany David on his final and 4th lap and indeed my final and 4th lap also but mine was unchipped and an unofficial extra lap for me as there was not time for a recorded 4th lap, so running alongside a team mate for support was a crafty but legal way  to get an extra lap in.

This would soon turn out to be a big mistake because as I started out on the 4th lap my knee started to pain a bit and feel awkward and David was having serious ankle pain and was taking it slower than I expected but we had plenty of time and this was a casual last lap anyway as we planned a roughly one hour lap.

A convenient system took over for the rest of our lap as I would run on at a slow pace but faster than David and then I'd stop in the shade and wait for him to catch up and then I'd run on again.This worked well and kept the pace reasonable, although I soon discovered my mistake on not eating enough prior to my run or indeed eating a meal after my last run.I now had serious stomach rumblings and my stomach was clearly telling me the tanks empty so fill me up or your going nowhere! and sure enough 3k into the run and my legs started to show serious signs of no energy at all especially after the hilly bits.

I seriously considered quitting and stepping off the course as I didn't need to be on it and I wanted to go back to camp and eat something, and I know my legs well enough to know that there really wasn't another hard 7k in them with no energy left.My problem was though that I wasn't 100% sure David's ankle wouldn't get worse and we still had the nightmare wooded tree root minefield and what if it got worse and he couldn't get back to the finish?

I agreed to stay for another couple of k at least and plodded on trying to distract my mind from feeling like I was running on empty, I mean come on it's only 7k.

We continued on and the little breaks I had while running ahead and waiting for David to catch up helped me recover enough to get through the rest and after a little walk enjoying the scenery at the 8k mark we jogged on for the final 2k and even overtook several in our knackered and injured state.the support on course near the camps was fantastic and in particular at the final bit of a hill in the last half a kilometre and it helped spur me on up the hill many a time.

    The final hill, not easy on tired legs, but the support was great for a final push.

David and myself crossed the line together 11 minutes later than we originally planned but at least we got around to hand over the baton for the final time to Martin and Alice in 1hr 11mins.


So that was it 12noon ticked by and all our team mates were in, and we had completed a respectable 24 10k laps in 24 hours between seven of us, and we came 96th out of 228 teams of 8, so a very respectable result,( see results link below ) well done all again teamies :)

http://www.tr24.co.uk/full.html     We were `Gazelles are we`.


It was medal collection time now and we queued to hand over our chips and receive our well earned bling for the event.


Along with the t-shirt it was a nice little haul of goodies for a cracking event and exceptional value for money at roughly £35-£40 per head for the whole weekend event. It has got to be the best value event I have ever been to if you consider the free camping and facilities element.I would highly recommend it to anyone but be warned it is extremely hard to get a team in.


So thank you to all, a big Thank You to Martin for inviting me into his team, and a big Thank You to Alice, Cathy, Debs, David and Mike for having me as a team mate, and thanks for the memories as they say...see you all again next year hopefully :))) xx

                               

    Final picture of the blog,a hard working team, and a great bunch of people :)
    from left to right again: Debs, David, Myself, Martin, Alice, Mike and Cathy.

                                                                
  
Photo credits to robcrayton for several pictures of the event, see his full selection at
http://www.robcrayton.co.uk/tr2414.htm and also to Martin Connell for his.Also to the Thunder Run Facebook page for several of there as well, and Thank you for keeping us informed in the lead up to the event and providing us with menus, schedules etc..etc..



Thanks again all...



Monday, 14 July 2014

Btr Tour of Merseyside my story so far....Stage Six- The Finale :)

Well it's sadly the last day of the Tour of Merseyside and the final stage of the challenge that is 52 miles of running in and around Merseyside over a week, and it's been a great week even though it's a fairly hard challenge over all.


So we are on the last stage and I'm turning to the regular stars of the show to tell us what stage number it is tonight, and to ask how many miles we will of covered when we've finished.


So what stage is it tonight guys?........

Stage 6, oh dear Catherine still hasn't got the hang of it.

                             




....and how many miles will we of done by the end of the day and the week Catherine?

  25?? are you sure?....we'll come back to you later shall we.

                       



Stage six - Wirral coastal path 12 miler Saturday 12th July 2014.


So it's the final day and stage of the Tour and we are on the sunny coast of the Wirral and literally in New Brighton. We are actually by the seaside on what is a nice and warm sunny day. This is nice if your just sat on the beach with an ice-cream, but not so much if you have to run 12 miles in it with no shade and on the back of a long week of hot and sunny days and nights, but then again we've all acquired a few funny looking tan lines etc over the week so it's not too bad, silver linings and all that. It could be worse could of been wellies and umbrella's all week :)


Transport for the day was the ever reliable Mr M ( The newly named Determinator, because he never stops). It was also a mere 15 hours since the start of the last race as well, because as you know we ran last night ( Friday ) and we were now going to be running at 10am in the morning instead of the usual 7pm in the evening.

I had managed to shove a plate of pasta down my throat last night as my tea/supper although it took me at least an hour to clear my plate, and I then had to stay up for it to at least start digesting before I went to bed at near on 1am I think it was, may of even been 2am.


So we promptly arrived at the seaside and parked up and walked to the start and finish area to say our hello's.We then discovered at this moment that the porta loo's hadn't turned up and wouldn't be. So it was decision time on whether we really needed to go to the loo or not and where exactly would we go.I decided to stay where I was as I didn't want to wander off, and I suspect I looked like a schoolboy who really needed a wee for quite a while......


In my defense I think I was actually casually trying to warm up....

                     


People had now started to arrive and mill around and we were asking how each other were feeling after hardly any rest, and indeed whether they had managed to get any food down in preparation for the 12 miles ahead. It was indeed a worry whether or not my legs would last out comfortably for 12 miles and I seriously had my doubts.

Even more worrying was the anticipation of what was going to transpire here today in the now famous Les v Sarah battle as I had taken the overall races win with a 2-0 margin going into today after last nights draw at Stadt Moers country park. 

But I was only two and a half minutes ahead overall in the entire Tour, and if I had a bad day today and my legs gave out early I could see that lead disappear right before my eyes because Sarah is a good flat runner and had caught up with me on several occasions over the week when I was trying to push the pace from the front. I was indeed bricking it!!


More worrying was seeing Sarah and Catherine posing for pictures like this....

Fighting talk or a double fist pump??

                                              



I kept myself to myself for a bit as I tried to wake up as I hadn't really slept at all especially with all the excitement of the finale. It was indeed like Christmas morning all over again and we were going to be getting our long anticipated reward, the 52 medal :)


Several people were taking the usual pictures together as they calmed the nerves and started to get ready with their relevant running partners etc if they were running in pairs or groups etc, and some were taking the opportunity to get their picture with some of the leaders of the Tour itself.


  Phil and Alex .      

                                                                 

A mixture of runners and their supporters
                                                 
                                         




   Penny Lane Striders.

                                                          


  Knowsley  Harriers Running Club .


                                              




It was now almost time for the off and I think Sarah and myself were doing our best to avoid each other this morning in order to avoid psyching each other out. I had stated my intention last night over Facebook that I intended on crossing the finishing line with her, and I got a friendly "Good luck with that" response lol, so it was clearly `game on` on all accounts. But I had my master game plan and it had worked adequately so far this week, but I also had something to make up for that I still felt bad about from Sundays run in Southport when I burned Sarah off on the final sprint.

So 10am arrived and we were all lined up ready for the last stage and indeed the finale, and the race standings had been announced for 1st, 2nd and 3rd etc for the men and women, and the gap between the men in 2nd and 3rd was only 17 seconds, so a battle was indeed going to be going off at the front of the runners.


So off we went.......

The front running males

                                                          

The fist pumps are catching on.


                                                   

Time to adopt the chafe free running technique for some :)


                          


   Business as usual for the front runners


                                         



It was business as usual at the front, and it was also business as usual in the Les v Sarah battle as I started 6 feet or so behind Sarah at the start this time as I wasn't having a repeat of last nights trickery :)

It was also quite apparent that this run was a long hard 6 mile slog out and back again, and it would be at times a drag as we pounded concrete down the coastal path and seafront. But the ideal element was you would not be losing sight of your nearest rival on this course as you could see far far ahead and behind and there was indeed a switchback at the half way point so you could see your rivals as they turned.


So we pounded down the course and I tucked in behind Sarah and stayed there as that was my plan for this part of the race to at least keep her in my sight so I could use her pace and not mine.


The first water station was at mile 3 and I passed through it without taking any as I had my own drink as always, and was confident I'd reach the next at 6 miles before I needed a bottle to pour over my head.

I carried on behind Sarah as we went through miles 4 and 5 and I found myself entertained by the colour and pattern choice she had chosen for her unmentionables that day that were clearly sticking out the top of her Lycra despite her trying to rearrange  them on several occasions lol.

After pounding the Promenade we approached the beach section which I think most of us were dreading as we did not know whether it was going to be hard or soft sand. As it happened it wasn't too bad, but it did drain the legs.



Down onto the beach..

                                                           

Some people found the beach fun, and some clearly didn't, Adele seems to of found some imaginary traffic lights, maybe it was a mirage in the heat on the beach..

                       

Some just tried to distract themselves with spot the seagull... 


                     



It was now switchback and turnaround time as we had hit the 6 mile point, and it was also water station time. This was now time to pour the entire bottle over my head, cap and vest  ( it only became apparent later why this was not a good idea ).

It was incredibly refreshing and vital in keeping me cool as I usually overheat on hot days and suffer, and often am borderline dizzy if I'm not careful. I had used this technique at Southport and it had got me through the heat there so it was a vital move.

It was now apparent that after the initial 6 miles that Sarah had uncomfortably pushed the pace and that she was not enjoying the sand at all, and that she was drained. She did make a comment but I can't recall what it was, but it did confirm my hopes that the pace would now slow a bit as we returned to the Promenade.


  Back off the beach, and some still smiling :)


                                     

We were now back on the Promenade and heading back for a final 6 miles which seemed a lifetime away and I had now drawn level with Sarah and was running on her shoulder. I think we both pretty much mutually chose not to talk apart from the odd comment as we were tired or at least a little puffed out, and it was now a matter of slogging out 6 miles more.

As we went back down the prom it was a chance to say our hello's and well done's to fellow runners and friends who were at the time passing us going the other way. This is always a highlight as it gives us all encouragement and it's good to check everyone is ok. We passed a few familiar faces on this section.....



   Jo and Eamonn


                                                                



Mike and Adele

                                                                 



It was now miles 7 and 8 and it was getting tiring, but as the pace was slowing it was working in my favour as my legs weren't too bad and hadn't continued to tire further than earlier in the run which was a bonus for me.

Onwards we went and at the Lifeguard point between 8 and 9 miles I think it was, we saw a familiar face. At first I thought it was the race winner Anthony with a camera, but then I realized as we got nearer that it was indeed Mr Martin Connell taking pictures of his fellow runners and friends from the Facebook Running Discussion Board and friends from other clubs as we all approached. I even managed a smile......not to sure what Sarah was doing..


Sarah and myself.


                                                              

  Gillian and Adam.


                                                              

Frankie.


                                                                         


Chris.


                                                                          

Darren.

                                                                           




Onwards again we went and we were now approaching the water station at mile 9, and I was now out of drink so I poured a full bottle of water into my running bottle and took a gel as I'd now run out of energy drink.

I now had to resort to the drastic measure of taking my running vest off because all the water I'd been pouring on myself and vest had infact been chafing for the last 3 miles and the killer sting had appeared. I tried my best not to fall flat on my face as I removed it and managed to shove the top of it securely into the top of my shorts at the back.

I had had the foresight to run with my running number everyday attached to a gel belt and not pinned to my top for this exact reason because I knew that in heat I was in trouble and taking my vest off was always going to be the emergency method to try and lose that excessive body heat.

How Sarah managed to keep a straight face and not laugh her a** of I'll never know but I'm sure she found it as funny as I found her unmentionables selection that day lol.

We now passed another generous photographer who gave up their time to take photo's of runners as they passed, and they got some great images ( apologies for mine ).....


Sarah and myself ( don't laugh ).

                                                   

Jennie.

                                                                         


  Stan.

                                                                          

Jo and Eamonn.


                                                                 

Just had to use this one, it's Carl.


                                                


So we were now almost there, we only had a couple of miles to go and Sarah slogged it out like a trooper as she was clearly tired, just as she had all week and had pushed me to my limit everyday, as I had done hers as well, and not just on the patience front may I add :)


Final approach now and the finish line was in sight and we could see all the crowds of supporters and family members etc in the distance. It was now do or die time as we approached the finish, and as per usual we ran side by side and shoulder to shoulder as we started to sprint in. Sarah went first and I leveled, then she pushed again and I leveled again, and by now we could hear people cheering us on and especially those who knew of the battle between us.

 Again Sarah pushed and I leveled yet again ..........




as the noise level raised....... and then one final push by Sarah and.......




she was off....or was she??...







What can I say? I am a gentleman after all, and it was worth it to see the smile on Sarah's face as she sprinted ahead and over the line to victory for the last day. And it was worth it to hear the crowd as they recognized what took place and cheered us both over the line individually.


It was now the handshake and well done time and time to watch all our friends old and new cross the line for the final time of the tour......




















Some people were clearly emotional and extremely happy at crossing the finish line and welcomed a comforting hug along with their well earned medal bling.....










So we congregated together and congratulated each other on getting through the week and took on board much needed refreshment from the customary Btr refreshment tent, happily aided by the fantastic volunteers that they have had through the week ( thank you guys and gals).

But hold on, wait a minute......

We still had the most important person on the course still out there, and as ever it was no one left behind, as runners started to run out back down the course to help cheer in the last man standing....well ok it was last woman this time.

Back we went to the 11 mile point and started to run with the star of the show Wendy, and the number of runners grew....



and grew......


and grew.....


and grew.....



until it was finally time to let Wendy do it on her own and take the honour of crossing that glorious finish line with the knowledge that, she also was a Tour 52 miler, and was as good as the rest of us if not indeed better........








Straight into the caring arms of Keith, our super marshal and medal presenter she went to a tremendous amount of applause from everyone on the Tour, and all that were supporting on the day in recognition of a true Tour star.

It was `the` golden moment of the Tour for many, and many shed a tear, and the images and memories from the day will be entwined in our minds forever. It was a true testament to the love and support that our own particular band of running brothers, sisters and indeed family have and show towards each other. It is a truly unique bond that I for one thank God for, and will do every day from now on, I love you all guys and gals.



As ever there was now a mass off happy runners at the finish taking pics and showing the bling with pride, but next stop was going to be a mass celebration at the Tour Presentation at the floral Pavilion down the road in New Brighton.




















Meanwhile Catherine was still trying to get it across to Colin exactly how many miles we had actually done over the entire week on Tour.....


  still only 25 Catherine? really?
come on Frankie and Kenny, show her how it's done.




Complete with a photo bombing Sarah, we have 52 miles :)

                          



So onwards we go to the most looked forward to moment of the Tour for me, the presentation and video of the Tour at the Floral Pavilion followed by a buffet and several pints :)

The presentation was for the winners of the Tour obviously and was for 1st, 2nd and 3rd place in both male and female categories, the male winner was Anthony, followed by Slava and then Gareth.

Well done guys, and well done Slava for making up the 17 seconds and more to take the 2nd place on the final stage.





The ladies winners were, in first place Jenny, followed by Alex and then Sharon, well done ladies great performance as always.






Of course the star of the Tour was invited up, as being last is always rewarded as well in the Tour because the last is just as important as the first, and a bouquet of flowers was presented to Wendy.




Next up was Alan Rothwell to introduce the video highlights of the Tour itself, and we were treated to roughly an hour of laughs and tears, and fantastic memories of  the past week, including many interviews and funny quips from various characters.

Every race excluding the last day was shown and it was all accompanied by a cracking soundtrack that made it truly special.

It's great to see yourself on the video's and relive what you have been through and see yourself running even. Seeing yourself having a whale of a time with great friends was also a highlight for me as I've always been a quiet person and it was good to see myself happy and smiling while chatting away with people I met or already knew.

Next up was David Marsh ( Mr M ) to do a little speech and to thank Alan and Yvonne and all their helpers on behalf of the runners and to get them onstage so we could give them the well earned applause they truly deserved....






So finally it was now time for the Tourists themselves `us` to go onstage and get a few group shots so we could see how many of us there really where......














And then a few more shots outside of the whole group.........







So official business over, and now it was well earned buffet time. And a good catch up and chat with all our new friends and the odd pint or two as we laughed and cried at all that had passed over the last 7 days of the best tour on earth, the Btr Tour of Merseyside 2014......













On an almost final note, a big THANK YOU to Colin Bailey for all his wonderful video work, and I can't wait to get a copy of the DVD when it's out in a couple of weeks, get them quick folks an absolute bargain for a tenner. 


Colin Bailey our video man and true star.

                                           


Also a big `Thank You` to the Btr photographer Paul Francis Cooper for all the pictures and the open access to them. Also David Pinnington, and Anna Watkin.


Paul Francis Cooper, still on the job :)

                                           


A big `Thank You` to everyone else as well who uploaded pictures to Facebook so people like myself could indeed reuse them for blogs and happy memories for all, thank you in particular to Sophia who went out injured on the first day but came down on other days to take some cracking shots, many of which I used in my blogs throughout the week.



So that's it for this year then as far as the Tour goes and my participation in it.....

but what is that I hear you cry? what happened in the epic battle with Sarah?......

Well I chased her around 52 miles of Merseyside and got the overall win , I did get a hug and a free pint so it's not all bad :)

We remain, great running friends and competitors, and I am thankful for that, and seeing her beaming smile throughout the week really made it for me.


Thank you everyone for being part of the best week of my life, I now consider you all friends forever and look forward to seeing you all again next year, well as soon as I find £95 anyway, can you still run on one kidney? gotta be worth £95 at least lol....

See you all soon..