They were half taking the piss when they named the race "Heaven and Hell". And now I know which half. I almost had to get out the step ladders to see the top of the route profile clearly when the post arrived with my entry and related paraphernalia. 13.1 miles of the steepest hills in Perthshire is not a pleasant experience when running a timed event.
It's not relevant to quote the actual finish time due to the extremity of the course, but I came 52nd out of 223 entrants after doing everything I shouldn't have been doing the night before (and again in the morning!). I have convinced myself that racing when tired and hungover will toughen me up for Ironman, so I actively ensure that my social life doesn't interfere with the events.
But considering I've only been running for about one year, I'm pretty chuffed to be zooming past people wearing matching running club tops. I wonder how much of the race pace was due to the fact that I wanted to be near the front of the queue for the only bit that can be described as "Heaven", the home baking stand?
Current weight is 13 stones 4 pounds (186 pounds / 84.4 kg).
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