Posts Tagged ‘Richmond Park

03
Mar
10

unlucky for some

18 Days Later – Been Around The Block A Few Times – Four Cycle To The Sea

But not for me. After Sunday’s Richmond Park 10k and realising that the Lisbon Half Marathon is only 3 weeks away, I decided that I really, really needed to get some miles in. And having completed the 10k with no real problems from the ITB, I was feeling pretty chipper.

So when I managed to get in from work a tad early yesterday, I seized the moment and went out for a run. I’d planned to do a little more that 10k, perhaps 11 or 12 but as I entered the last bit of my 10k(ish) route, the absence of any pain and a second wind that I haven’t felt for a while encouraged me to put in just one extra loop around the town before heading back home. Which tipped the mileage (kilometereage???) up to 13.2kms, which is probably the furthest I’ve been able to run since 2nd January when Hauling My Carcass and I decided to run around Richmond Park and Wimbledon Common in the freezing cold!

And today, apart from a little bit of a sore right calf and a little bit of a sore left foot, I appear to be OK! Now I plan to take it easy for a few days and attempt another longer run on Sunday. I’ll aim for 16kms because then I can do an 18kms run the weekend after (Mothers Day / My Birthday) and be within a comfortable distance of the 21kms I shall be running in Lisbon on 21st.

In other news… I am now signed up for The London To Brighton Cycle Ride as part of a team of 4 “running bloggers”. The other victims are Jog Blog, I Like To Count and Hauling My Carcass. So we will have to add some cycle training to our running if we are to stand any chance of completing the 54 miles. And just to make it interesting, Jog Blog is doing it on her pink Pashley, I Like To Count will be attempting it on a BMX, Hauling My Carcass is on his singlespeed and I’m on my homemade fixie. I’m not sure which is going to be harder, the 54 miles or getting myself to the start on Clapham Common for 7am…

Soundtrack to this post: Spearhead – Red Beans And Rice

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28
Feb
10

richmond park 10k race report

Late Nights And Early Mornings – Technology Free – Sweat, Sweets And Soviets

After finishing work at 23.20 on Friday night and chucking (hopefully) all my running gear into a bag before going to bed, the thought of getting up at 6am in preparation for a 10k round Richmond Park did not fill me with happiness. And a combination of sunny spells, showers and outright downpours on my drive to South West London did little to lift my spirits. Once I arrived at Hauling My Carcass’s to find the coffee machine hot and toast on the go, my outlook took a turn for the better. 2nd breakfast of the day out of the way and it was a short drive to Richmond Park to register and then loiter around before the race started at 10.15. Strangely, every time we stepped out of the car, it began to rain so registration was carried out quickly and then we hurried back to the car until just before 10. The 5k set off before us and then the 10k’ers were set off in groups of about 30 – a staggered start at about 30 second intervals. Because the park is not closed for the race, it is a little odd to have to avoid walkers, cyclists, dogs etc as you make your way around the course and Richmond Park undulates more than you imagine it would.

The race itself was 2 laps of a 5k loop – nice as you knew what was coming on the second lap and where you could push and where you could relax a little. The distance markers were a little random although the overall distance seemed about right. Unfortunately, my Garmin decided it didn’t want to play today and refused to be switched on despite being fully charged from the day before The race itself is a good mix of path, trail and grass and has a balance of gentle inclines and declines. As the Garmin had packed up, and as it was a relatively short distance, I had opted to not listen to my mp3 player so my race was carried out with a refreshing absence of technology. I found myself singing songs to myself in my head and keeping a nice rhythm with a syncopation of breathing and pounding of feet. This was my first race of the year and up until last week I had been unable to run 10km without pain in my leg so my plan was just to finish without walking and without any pain – which was accomplished in just under 57 mins. Hauling My Carcass bagged a personal best shaving about 5 seconds off his time so a good result for both of us.

Once over the finish line, we received a nice little medal (which, fabulously, resembles a Soviet propaganda poster from the sixties with an engraving of a male and a female running purposefully into a brighter tomorrow!!). There was also water, half a banana for each runner and, best of all, a bowl of sweets containing chocolate raisins and jelly beans. So – a race in London that feels like a local day out, a friendly atmosphere, 200ish fellow runners, a nice medal and sweets at the finish all served to make this a very enjoyable way to spend a Saturday morning.

Soundtrack to this post: La Valse D’Amelie – Yann Tiersen

21
Feb
10

sense of humour failure

Misery Guts – A Carbon Footprint The Size Of A Country – Richmond Or Bust

I have been absolutely horrible the last couple of weeks. Moping around, growling at people, face like a smacked arse etc. And I think the reason for this was 2 fold. Firstly, work. Having to deal with people that either a) couldn’t care or b) are too stupid to understand what needs to be done, is one of the singularly most frustrating things. Fortunately, I rang a colleague and pleaded with them to help me out with something and they went out of their way to give me a hand. So, thanks for restoring a bit of my faith even if I did have to get up super-early and drive literally half way across the country for the help. So having spent a good portion of the week in the car and having covered just shy of 1000 miles in 5 days, it brings me nicely on to my second reason: Not running. After an absolutely horrible day, the first thing I would want to do would be get out for a run. Preferably with something unlistenable playing on the headphones at a mind-shearing volume to “exorcise the demon”. And I’d go out and run as far / fast as I could and I’d get home exhilerated and too tired to care about some nonsense that happened at work. But I haven’t done this in a few weeks because of the silly little injury that keeps threatening to get better, then comes back, then creeps away but may come back and stops me running the Wokingham Half Marathon today because I am woefully ill prepared due to being unable to train and unwilling to risk taking part in case I make it worse and I can’t run in Lisbon.

But I did do it Friday evening. I’d managed to get back from work whilst it was still light. I had spent 14 hours in the car in the previous 36 hours, my left leg was feeling pretty good and so I just seized the moment. And it was great. It wasn’t fast, but it was fun and at almost 11k without stopping to stretch and without any pain from the left knee, I felt pretty good. 10k split time was 58:40 which I was happy with as I just wanted to get some distance done and also boost my confidence a little as I was beginning to worry that even the Richmond Park 10k this Saturday may be beyond me.

I did plan to get another 10-12k done today but the lure of spending the day with the family and an “all you can eat world-cuisine” buffet took preference.

Soundtrack to this post: Fugazi – Give Me The Cure

03
Jan
10

ten that felt like twenty

Foolish And Freezing – So Who Brought The Water Then – Saved By Sweet Potato And Butternut Squash

It was a ridiculous idea.

Throughout December, I consistently covered approximately 10kms whenever I ventured out for a run… which, to be honest, wasn’t all that often. I knew that I had planned to go Ice Skating on 3rd Jan and fancied a little bike ride on the 1st Jan. So what on Earth posessed me to agree to an 10 and a half mile run with Hauling My Carcass on the 2nd Jan???

It had been a bitterly cold night and was nudging 2 degrees when we set off for the run. Pavements were icy and any road that wasn’t considered “main” seemed to be in the same sorry state. Our route took us out of Putney, through Roehampton and into Richmond Park where we ran into the centre, out to the far side and then back round the perimeter before ducking across the A3 into Wimbledon Common and then back to HMC’s flat. I used to live next to Richmond Park, so I know it quite well but it seems to have become much, erm…hillier. It is a beautiful place to run and it is easy to forget that you are still in London as you dodge the deer but once you venture away from the perimeter, it’s lack of landmarks mean that it is very easy to take the odd wrong turning… much like we did – adding approximately a quarter of a mile and a sandy, uphill bridle path to our planned route. We also got some unsolicited abuse from a couple of lycra clad idiot cyclists and I like to think that, had I been less tired, I would have come up with a far wittier retort than the profanity I managed at the time.

Trainers on the verge of extinction, lack of training and the undulating terrain all took their toll on my calves and lower back. For all the support and cushioning that my running shoes now provided, I may as well have left them at home and taped a slice of bread to each foot instead. The last mile and a half back to the flat was torturous… we hadn’t taken any water with us (must remember water on long runs…must remember water on long runs…), I’d had breakfast at 8am and it was now nearly 2pm so my stomach was churning and threatening to expel what little was left in it. Hauling My Carcass then informed me what his LG had planned for us for lunch and that was enough to keep me motivated to, literally, stagger the last stretch – sweating, red faced and slap-footed back to his place.

All the technical info (route, elevation etc.) and HMC’s side of the story is on his blog. It was one of those runs that was great once it stopped. 2 pints of Ribena and the spectacular gnocchi, butternut squash and sweet potato bake that awaited us was fantastic and soon had us feeling human again.

Soundtrack to this post: Editors – In This Light And On This Evening




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