We(myself , Naila and Dakota) arrived in Puigcerda early evening on Friday and with grand ambitions to run the half marathon the following morning and the marathon on the Sunday. However Fridays evening meal at a local restaurant turned more towards drinking so Saturday mornings race did not happen even though(and this will shock some people) I was the one who went to bed early and was up and ready to race the following day. The others however were not so ambitious. Saturday evening I managed a little very easy jog in the local area with Dakota which involved making our own trail and almost being attacked by some dogs. It was good to get out for a leg stretch even though it was far from strenuous.
Montella , Cerdanya |
Off we went at 7.30am. The course was almost the same as the year before but had a slight course change in the middle and the end was on a different road making the course 3km longer. It starts on trail along side the river and climbs for about 800m , it's all actually very runnable in the early stages and I found myself being quite far up the pack. I was definitely working hard but for some reason I was able to keep going at this pace when on another day I would usually slow down a little. I just decided I might as well see how long my legs can go like this.
I was at 15km in what felt like no time at all and I was leap frogging back and forth with a guy. He was a much stronger runner than me on the flats but when we hit the rough off trail stuff or the descents I would steam ahead then he would catch on the flats again and so on. At around 18km I got to a descent I remembered from the year before. It was not technical but really smooth and fun from what I remembered so off I went absolutely flying down this section. I was having a great time here but I knew ahead of me lay a brutal uphill section that floored me the year before. Just as I was approaching the low point and the aid station out of nowhere I ended up airborne. I was so high off the ground I actually had time to tell myself that the landing was going to hurt. Then I hit the deck and actually bounced a few times further down the trail. I tensed up my muscles slightly and felt my right calf pull and cramp up but I jumped straight back not my feet and carried on down. I was in the aid station a minute later and was greeted with funny looks as I was probably the only one who had arrived there covered in mud and with quite a bit of blood running down my right arm and knee. Anyway I got hosed down and then put hands on knees and started the horrible climb.
Feeling the pain in my calf at the best section of the race |
Passing the lake at the next section really was pretty special. Such an incredible spot that was a new section for this year. From here it was lots of flowing sweeping trails until the last long descent. I again lost a lot of time on this descent as my head was just not in it. I still had it in the back of my mind that I had fallen and did not want it to happen again. I lost place after place and just gave up on racing and slowed it down and enjoyed being out running as best I could.
Exploring around Lac Annecy with Dakota and Naila |
I really did love the race again this year and every step except from the last 5km on road is brilliant running. I was just really disappointed it all was going so so well until I got my airtime and my head just went to mince. Normally my mental strength is something I am pretty happy about in my long races but this time it definitely got the better of me and affected the second half of my race. I am certainly not at all unhappy about the result. I was delighted to hear my position and time. If I can go the rest of the summer getting these kind of times and places in VK 's , marathons and longer then I will be very very happy come October.
Lac Cornu in the Aiguille Rouge |
Up and over on the run home from work |
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