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Barriers; physical and psychological

Speedy Neutrinos

I’m sure the recent news that neutrinos had been measured as travelling faster than the speed of light came as a surprise to the scientists that discovered this aberration to the ‘currently accepted’ laws of physics, and one of the major pillars of science for over one hundred years. Einstein first postulated the theory that nothing could travel faster than the speed of light, denoted ‘c’ in his Special Theory of Relativity in 1905, and that theory has been substantiated on numerous occasions since.

There are certain things in life that should just be accepted as constant and limiting.

Like the fact that cats always land on their feet, doctor’s writing is always unreadable and children will never eat anything green – unless it has emerged from their noses.

To look at things from a more personal level, there is me and 75kg. As you might imagine, while my lifestyle took more of a sedentary turn for the first half of the year, I put on a smidgen of weight – having never really been one to cut back on my food, merely because I have to cut back on my exercise. So, after I was given the all clear to start exercising, I jumped headlong into an aerobic regime to remove some of my redundant body mass. At first things seemed to go well, and I lost 2-3 kg steadily but surely until I was flirting daily with my initial target of 75kg. Like the speed of light though, 75kg started to become a limit I was struggling to surpass.

Boerwors on the Braai

It was about then that we had our holiday in SA. Great time, but fries with every meal in the land of the meat-feast braai (barbecue), spelt disaster for my rotundness management. Then after a number of extended visits to Devon in July, my BMI reduction programme was looking decidedly shaky. After I was able to settle back into a routine again I discovered that all my previous good work had been all but undone.

Undeterred, I set back into the weekly routine of lunchtime gym visits which now included running as well, and as we know, there is nothing like running to burn the calories.

This time though, the weigh came off even more slowly as I started to remember what being constantly hungry throughout the day felt like again. What more could I do? Would I have to cut out the children’s cake and biscuit sessions at the weekend? Would I have to limit my pizza and curry intake to once a week?

After a few more weeks teetering on the brink of 75kg, feeling like Roger Bannister in 1954 after so many failed attempts at a four-minute mile, I decided more drastic action was called for.

So it was that yesterday, I gave blood ­čÖé

And today? 74.3kg

Don’t try this at home children ­čśë

Bogs, bracken and the night of a thousand steps

I had lost count of the number of times I wanted to abandon this race.

In fact, I could hardly believe, after suffering exhaustion in the early hours of Saturday morning, such that I was falling asleep as I was running (not advisable) and also after later in the afternoon lying down on my own in the middle of an exposed fellside for forty winks as it was starting to rain (definitely not advisable!), that I had actually made it to the final major checkpoint at Ambleside, 88 miles into the race.

[singlepic id=339 w=400 h=300 float=right]The Lakeland 100, Ultra Tour Lake District (UTLD) was always going to be a tough one – any ‘100’ mile event is likely to be for sure, but it is the distance I have trained for, so it was not that that was intimidating. ┬áNot really…

The Cotswolds 100 Ultrarace I completed a mere four weeks ago, although the same distance, was a flat, dry, forgiving, tow-path in comparison.  Although the cumulative ascent of 6,971m (22,871ft) is short of the total for Mont Blanc, the vagaries of the Lake District micro climate and the self-navigation aspects around unmarked trails all added to the challenge.

As a result of this, I was stressed at the start.  Seriously stressed.

We had travelled up the day before to have a relaxed time in Coniston, where the race began, and although the journey, arrival and registration were easy affairs, there were nonetheless constant undercurrents in my mind regarding the forthcoming trial.

The start was planned for 5:30pm Friday, 23 July and after a mandatory safety talk from the organisers and a motivational speech from the legendary fell runner Joss Naylor, we were left to our own devices for a further hour, but there is only so much time you can spend packing and repacking a rucksack  so as the children played I tried to collect my thoughts.

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It’s Official – Move more, Weigh less

Went for my medical check and ECG today, which was all fine so after all this time, it doesn’t look I’m going to be able to use medical grounds as an excuse for not running!

In actual fact although I was as anxious as most other people when visiting a doctor (even though not technically ill, talk about response conditioning, ring a bell and I’ll start salivating as welNormal ECGl!) it was a bit of a non-event. A quick medical check up to discuss general levels of health followed by an ECG.

I have to mention the fact that when the practice heard that I was running for charity (FACING AFRICA) they very kindly waived the fee for the treatment. So my thanks go to all the partners and staff of the Wodeland Avenue practice in Guildford – your assistance and support is very much appreciated.

One thing I did discover though, is that over nearly the last 2 year – i.e. since I’ve been running and training for this race, my official medical weight has come down from a very lardy 89kg to a lithe, snake like 76kg, or practically 2 stone! The only worrying thing is that I fully expect to lose at least another stone during the course of the run, given the energy expenditure I anticipate throughout those 152 miles!

Maybe insanity will fly….