Huuuggee TR incoming.....
So, Borrowdale Fell Race, my longest and probably hardest (Ben Nevis?) race of the year. I did this race two years ago and came in with a time of 4:41:47. Conditions were fairly bad that year, and I suffered with ITB issues which made descending agony towards the end of the race. Given this, and my recent improvements, I decided on a fairly arbitrary target of 4 hours, but really had no idea what I'd be capable of. Conditions were pretty much perfect - dry and clear but not too hot - so I was feeling pretty confident. It's a long, epic race, so it deserves a proper write-up, and I think the best way to do it is to split the write-up into the 8 distinct sections, broken up by each checkpoint....
CP 1: Bessyboot (yes that really is the name of a hill!)
Prior knowledge of the race served me well at the start, because there is a big bottleneck at a gate, followed by a narrow path, about 200m into the race which I got severely caught up in last time and lost several minutes right off the bat. This time I positioned myself towards the front of the race, and it didn't take too much effort to get to the gate and onto the track before the traffic jam started up. At this point I could slow down to my natural pace and just allow people to pass me.
About 3km on the flat trail and even a bit of road, then you hit the fell for a climb which starts reasonably gently but soon develops into a really steep, straight climb, directly to the summit, about 400m above the start. I hit the summit 7 minutes ahead of last time. Wasn't sure how much of this was actual improvement and how much was avoiding the bottleneck, but it was still a good chunk of time made up.
CP 2: Esk Hause (Hause is an old English word for a crossroads, or a meeting of paths)
This section is a largely runnable mix of boggy ground, grassy trod and rocky singletrack paths. It's undulating but still manages to gain about 150-200m without any serious climbs. Nothing much to speak of here, it was just head down and keep up the pace. Coming into Esk Hause I checked my watch and thought I hadn't made up any time at all, but I'd misjudged the location of the checkpoint and it was actually closer than I thought, meaning I got there having made up another 3 minutes.
CP 3: Scafell Pike (England's highest peak at 978m)
Still feeling really good on the rocky ground upto Scafell Pike. As you get towards the final climb to the summit you pass over several boulder fields that I remember being horribly wet last time, but with the dry weather I was able to skip across without losing too much pace. The final climb is a bit of a slog, up a really loose, rocky path, avoiding the hordes of tourists on their day out. I'd made up even more time, summiting about 15 minutes up on last time.
CP 4: Styhead Pass
The initial descent off Scafell Pike is utterly nuts. It's just loose rocks, ranging from the size of a golf ball to the size of a watermelon. This is the stuff that I really excel on and I was just nailing it down, leaving everyone in my wake, and not thinking too much about the slight twinge in my hamstring. After you get off the scree, it's on to a path that ranges from well made walking trail to scrambling over rocky stream crossings and plenty of grassy shortcuts for the runners.
It was on these grassy shortcuts that I started to feel the cramps that were to dog me for the remainder of the race. The twinges started up in my calves and were getting more frequent and more severe, but nothing yet that made me have to stop or slow down too much. Then I caught my toe on a rock and as I went to steady myself, both calves just contracted in agonising cramp and I hit the floor like I'd been shot as my feet basically just didn't work any more. I spent a minute or so just stretching it out and waiting for the spasms to pass, while some Australian walkers kept asking me if I was ok - my reply being something along the lines of "s***, f***, s***, f***".
After stretching off, the cramp seemed to dissipate and I made back a reasonable amount of the time I had lost, passing a lot of the people who had passed me while I was out of action. I thought there was a decent chance of full recovery and I reached the checkpoint having actually gained four minutes on the time I did the segment in last time, which is pretty incredible seeing as I wasn't moving for at least a minute. I didn't know this though because by this point all the splits I'd written down on the back of my hand had rubbed off. Still, I felt that the four hours was still possible, as long as my legs held out.
CP 5: Great Gable (899m)
The second of three major climbs on the race. This one is just 400m straight up a rocky path, about 1.3km horizontal distance but took me 27:03 to get up it. A highlight here was seeing 80yo fellrunning legend Joss Naylor out supporting on this climb. This might sound odd but it was kind of a good stretch to try and recover from the cramps, probably because the legs just aren't moving too quickly while you're climbing. I was feeling a few twinges coming into all the different muscles in my legs now though, and was just hoping I could hold it together once I started the faster running again.
From the professional photographer halfway up Gable:
CP 6: Honister Pass
A loose rocky descent to start this section then a good chunk of running across undulating hillside. The cramps were getting worse again now and I wasn't looking forward to the descent. As I feared, as soon as I started running faster on the way down, things started to tighten up. When running in a perfectly straight line with no variation I was fine, but as soon as you start having to adapt to the terrain and quickly recruit different muscles, my legs just didn't like it and would complain by starting a contraction that I'd have to slow down for and wait for it to pass. I got down without too much difficulty though and didn't have to fully stop and stretch at any point, but it was close several times. I still somehow managed to beat my previous time on this section by 7 full minutes, to arrive at Honister nearly 30 minutes up and well within 4hr pace.
CP 7: Dale Head (754m)
The third and final climb, another 400m to climb up, but this one is on grassy ground and much better paths, and not quite as steep. Still brutal though if you've overcooked it before you get here! At this point I was taking anything offered to me, in hopes that it would stave off the increasing cramping. Supporters were out here offering sweets, marshmallows, water etc. It was all good to keep me fuelled, but did nothing for the cramps. On the sections where I had to walk it was mostly fine, but I was feeling good and wanting to run sections. However every time I set off on a run, things would cramp. My hip adductors in my groin were causing the most problems now and I had to stop several times to stretch and avoid going into full-on cramp. I ended up settling for running 10 paces then walking for 10 paces, which seemed to be just about the limit I could manage without having problems. Another 4 minutes made up on this section, which is pretty incredible seeing as I felt I could have gone a reasonable amount faster. I was at the summit at 3:32, meaning I had 28 minutes to get to the bottom and make my target. This was no problem assuming I had no issues, but I knew it was going to be painful.
CP 8: Rosthwaite (finish)
The worst possible thing for me at this point was to have ground where I'd have to make lots of split-second decisions and adjustments for where to put my feet, so an extremely steep, steppy and rocky descent wasn't really ideal. As soon as I started off, the cramps came on with a vengeance. I was being as aware as possible and trying to take it a touch easy and avoid any sudden movement that would bring it on. I managed to get about halfway down this first slope before I slipped and my hamstring just totally went. If you've ever had severe cramp you'll know what it's like, but if you've not it's hard to describe. It actually feels like the muscle is being torn apart from the inside. I had to stop and stretch here for a good couple of minutes. Every time I stood back up it just cramped again and I was getting worried that I wouldn't make it down. Eventually it subsided and I managed to finish off this first part of the descent. At a small river crossing I just got in the water and lay down with my legs fully submerged for a minute, hoping that it would help.
The second half of the descent was actually much better for me. I was on a well made path and able to accurately predict where my feet were going which helped a lot. Time was running out but I knew I was nearly there and could make it if I could just push on. I got down to the flat without too much more incident, and had about 5-6 minutes to get back to the finish. No problem, except that there were a number of stiles, fences and bridges to cross and every time I got to one of these, something different would cramp and I'd have to slow down and stretch. When I got to the final bit of trail and knew I had no more obstacles to cross it was just a matter of beating the clock, but I just could not go any faster because the act of pushing just that bit more was threatening more cramps and I couldn't risk another serious bout right now. I got to the finish line being pretty sure I'd made it in the 4hr, and was very glad that this was one of the few electronically timed fell races. I gave my dibber back and collected my ticket with my times on and was just more relieved than anything to see my time of 3:59:29.
Final thoughts - I set a target goal and I made it. Got to be happy with that, and I'm actually even happier that I'm sure I could have gone even faster, probably at least another 10 minutes. I think a lack of racing experience over these distances is probably to blame as I drank and fuelled reasonably well. Oddly it seems that I wasn't the only one and there was a lot of cramp issues for athletes all over the field, with even the guy finishing second suffering.