|
Bungay
1/2 Marathon & Marathon
30th March 2003 Anne and I had been saying for some time that we needed a target to aim for as the Winter training had been very much without focus. Looking at the race diary nothing seems particularly attractive then somehow we agreed to do Bungay Half. Although we have done most of the local races this one had escaped us –or we had escaped it. We were aware that in the winter particularly the serious runner must try and fit in regular long weekend runs so three weeks before Bungay we fitted in a 12 mile Sunday run and a 10 miler the week before – not a very sound race plan, but we were to learn of other race plans before the day was through ! Setting off on the day early as usual, we’ve helped them measure some courses in the past, but as we approached the race HQ with ¾ Hrs to go we found the road was closed and the traffic nose to tail. We were in the middle of Bungay and joining in the party atmosphere a couple of locals, possibly in their early sixties who set about swearing at the patiently waiting drivers. They steadfastly refused to move back on the kerb and allow drivers to get by down the narrow road. The hold up was the police closing the road for the fun run, this soon cleared once the fun run / walk had passed. By the time we had parked we had only 20 minutes to get dressed and mentally ready. I rubbed the energy gel in my toes and swallowed the Vaseline as I made my way down to the start. Since the plan was to start the half marathon (one lap) 1 ½ hrs after the full marathon (2 laps) we all managed to miss the call and were then frantically setting watches as we ran along. The race profile was shown as a steep hill one mile into the race with undulations out to 6 miles and then pretty flat to the end. In fact it was a huge hill to start and lots of significant hills out to 6 miles. It
was a glorious day with 6 Striders doing the half and one Strider, This was a great race venue, well marshaled and well supported around the course, mile markers, three drink and three sponge stations. The drinks included a weak juice, which was most welcome, unless you happen to pour it over your head. Full
|