New marathon bling - Yay! |
The route takes in some of the most scenic parts of the Cleveland Way from Osmotherley, over the Three Sisters and then out on a loop deep into the Moors taking in the pretty village of Chop Gate before finally heading back through pretty woodland trails to finish back in Osmotherley.
I know the route well as I have clocked a lot of miles over the Three Sisters in training and as part of the route of the Hardmoors 55 ultra last year. Ben and I had an epic recce only a month earlier in apocalyptic weather which in hindsight proved to be good preparation. It would be a tester, with over 5,000 feet of ascent and particularly with Hardmoors miles tending to be on the long side (this race was about 28.5 miles long!).
My old buddy Ben was also excited to have a crack at another Hardmoors marathon after we had such a blast at Roseberry Topping in December. When he finally gets round to running a road marathon, he will get a personal best by at least two hours such is the toughness of these routes!
Unlike at Roseberry though, this time we would be running separately which would be a new dimension to the challenge for Ben particularly as we wouldn't be able to support each other on the way round.
Ben rocking his Scunthorpe HM shirt! Photo credit: Paul Munster |
Hot day on the beautiful Moors! Photo credit: Chris P Rice |
Photo credit: Paul Munster |
After a short climb after the Wainstones, the route heads into the Moors proper before descending to Chop Gate. As I arrived in the village, I had started to feel very weary which was worrying with so far yet to go. I passed bikers sat drinking beers in the sunshine outside the Buck Inn which didn't improve my now ebbing morale.
The long climb out of Chop Gate is the longest of the day and seriously draining on tired legs. It was here where I was first struck with some seriously debilitating cramp which started in the calves and gradually spread to my hamstrings and quads. I have experienced cramp off and on in sport for my whole life but this was as bad as I've ever experienced, worse even than I've had on much longer ultras.
Suffice to say that my early good work was rapidly undone as I was reduced to an agonised walk/hobble and even at some points a complete standstill. I was caught by quite a few runners on Barkers ridge as we started the long journey back towards the Cleveland Way and home. Fair play to them, every runner who passed me asked to make sure I was ok.
Matching blisters - Summer trails are definitely harder on the plates of meat! |
It was a relief to finally round the last few corners into the outskirts of Osmotherley village where another old friend Chris had hiked a little way up the trail to take this picture of me suffering.
Grimace for the camera! Photo credit: Chris Pickwell |
Way sooner than either of us were expecting, a topless bearded warrior came thundering down the High Street as Ben finished looking very strong. It was great to see him do so well and also to see him progress over the last year, he seems to get stronger now with every race.
By the time he joined us at the pub the memories of the pain had already started to fade and we were soon trading stories of what had been an epic run.
As I write this my legs are still extremely tender from the prolonged cramping. I'm refusing to feel too discouraged though. I'm putting it down to a combination of heat, the quick start, a big effort the previous weekend at the North Lincs Half and not enough recent conditioning in the hills.
I've still got time to do something about the latter before the Ultimate Trails 110k in the Lakes in July. As with all ultras, it is 100% guaranteed to hurt, but a little easier on the cramps would be a start!
Once again, a big thanks to the Hardmoors family. The organisers, volunteers and everyone else involved without whom these brilliant races could not happen. What a special trail running community this is. I can't wait to be joining you all again for some more punishment soon!
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