August 1st, 2010
The called it the Twisted Chicken and how apt as they sent us up the hill behind Strathmiglo for one final ascent. I believe we climbed 450 feet (800 in total with the ascents and descents) in the first mile and a bit. As it was the last race of the Tour it was one where everyone could just go for it safe in the knowledge that they didn’t have to race again…. well apart from the folk doing the hill race this morning. For my part I climbed every hill as best I could and opened up on the downhills but the week had taken its toll and the lower leg muscles were lacking life as we ran the mile from 3.5 miles. Always one for the grandstand finish I went for it on the final run downhill to the end, spurred on by the noise of the runners that had already finished and the sudden rush of adrenaline. I ached so much as I crossed the line by it was so worth it just to feel that sense of pride and achievement.
Now if you wonder why we all do this I can report that it’s got to be in part due to the post race cakes. I’ve experienced this once before at last years Graham Clark Memorial race and I can assure you that Fife AC provided an excellent spread. There was more than enough sweet treats to make up for the abuse that I’d given my body this week.
So that’s it - 27.11 miles covered over 6 races and I’ve proved it can be done but there’s no rest now as we prepare for the Forth Bridge 10K next Sunday. One final word of appreciation to the marshals, photographers, innocent bystanders and other Tour competitors for all their kind words and support over the week. I worried that it might be clique and that the club runners would stick together but nothing could be further from the truth. I met some genuinely nice people this week and I look forward to bumping into them at other races over the next year.
The Tour is done but I already know I’ll be entering next year. Like the Black Rock 5, the Strathcarron Hospice 10K and the Stranraer 10K, I can see this becoming an annual event for me. Bring on 2011!