I had a fabulous day with all my friends yesterday.
Very bad start to the day - my daughter Ashleigh got her "L's" yesterday and her and a friend were booked to climb the story bridge Saturday morning. They had to be there at 5am and Ash decided she wanted to drive us all there.
I got a fright when she woke ME up (how many years since she has done that!!!) at 3:45am....obviously she thought I needed hours to get ready!
So at 4:55am we waved good bye to the girls and wished them luck. By that time I was sick with nerves and was glad the trip was over. I could not believe she had driven us down the Ipswich Hwy amongst all the trucks. It was terrifying and I don't ever want to get in a car with her again. For a beginner though - she did extremely well. I just don't want to be a passenger until she has had her license for at least 5 years!!!
So after collecting my stomach Allan drove over to Tessos' where I had a good cup of coffee and a tin of creamed rice. Yuk I am really going off the creamed rice and will have to find another food to each before long runs.
It wasn't too long before Tess and I were picked up by Glenno and Liz and on our way up to the Beerburrum mountains for an adventourous day out (Allan had to go to work). None of us were planning to run hard so we were all very relaxed and jovial about it all. Must learn to be like that more often - it certainly made it all more fun!
We were there in plenty of time and registered and got ready. Before long we were lining up amongst about 60 other runners to head up into the mountains. Tess, Chelle, Liz and I had seen three other girls we called "competitors". They had new outfits, looked very fit and had matching camelbaks. Yikes - they looked fast. So we all agreed that as soon as the gun went off we would sprint for 500m to get a head start and give them something to worry about. Of course we were all laughing about it and only doing it to inject some fun into the race...however when the gun went off and I raced off like a scared rabbit my friends (it is with great reluctance I still call them that) were laughing at me and trotting along way way way behind.
Ahhh but I got the pleasure of being the race leader for 100m. It was a power rush and I wanted more. I'll guess that will come at night when I go to sleep and dream :)
So after totally embarressing myself I maintained running with the boys - Glenno, Johnny and Geoff for some time until they disappeared into the distance. For the rest of the 22km I was on my own! Yikes that has never happened to me in a race before.
The next 20km were absolutely fabulous. I loved it. Totally totally loved it. I had no idea what to expect but it was all so much fun. There was fire trails to begin with - fairly open to the sun and boring I thought. Then after the first water station we turned into bushland and literally I was running on grass and getting slapped in the face by trees. It was terrifying really because I had no idea except for the odd bit of white ribbon that I was going in the right direction. There were various tracks all over the place and only if you were paying attention would you see the arrow and/or ribbon directing you down that path. I had the odd glimpse of blue t-shirt in the distance and that kept me going at a reasonable pace so I would not loose sight of the runner in front.
At the first long uphill (not too steep but about 800m long) I overtook Mr. Blue Shirt and then was left with no-one near me for the next 15km.
There were water puddles and mud and tracks with treads in them that were either rock hard and punishing on the feet - crap did I mention I had blisters??? - or wet and difficult to keep traction as you jumped from side to side avoiding the obvious water puddles. It really challenged you and as soon as you started getting tired the terrain changed and you had to adjust to grass, or a hill, or another trail or a windy circuit requiring attention or you'd be lost.
From 6km on, I knew I had issues with my feet. I had selected old shoes to avoid damaging my good ones. Yeah well now I recall why these ones were banished to the 'old' bin. They hurt! I perservered and put the pain totally out of my mind. Unfortunately about 2km from the finish there was a wall of rock and stones. Each step my foot found a sharp or round stone that just seemed to penetrate my feet. Any blister I had was ripped and popped and the pain was unbearable. I had tears and was only running now to get to the finish and rip my shoes off.
2km back a woman had run up to me (and then gone past and eventually took 3rd place). She was so lovely and after seeing me run funny had stopped and offered me some bandaids etc. I told her to keep running (as I was) as the damage was done and I just had to get home now. Experience has taught me that stopping just makes the pain of re-starting all the worse. I wish I had known about the rocks coming up ahead that may have changed my mind to get those bandaids off her.
I really slowed there and walked on the rocks to lessen the impact. Still it was hard and the exhaustion of the run was starting to take effect. I started running again sensing the end and was overtaking the walkers in the 8km event so for the first time I had some company along the way to catch and overtake and say hello to.
At the finish I just sat down where I stopped and took off my shoes. My feet were totally tenderised. Blistered, ripped and only the heels seemed to escape punishment.
I think I was 4th female with a total time of 2:04:07 but haven't seen official results yet. It was a great day out and I really had a ball and enjoyed myself. The laughing and story swapping was just fantastic. It was only at the finish when 7mins later Glenno and the boys rocked up that I realised they had gotten lost - even Tesso, Chelle and Liz had done an extra km after losing their way.
I can't wait for the next one!!!!!