It doesn't matter how many times you will go down , it matters how many times you will get up. I have finish @vitosha100 this year. This is 100k #ultra#marathon ! Thank for the support on the road will remember it forever.
Няма значение колко пъти ще паднеш има значение колко пъти ще се изправиш . Завърши Витоша100 .Това е 100 км ултра маратон! Благодаря за подкрепата през цялото трасе ще го запомня завинаги. Терорист с тебе това бе детска игра за мен!
Kent 50 challenge | pt3
I turned the corner and there she was, my read headed beacon of joy guiding me in to safety! I had made it back to basecamp, 5 laps (31.25 miles) down and Becca was there with whoops and smiles to great me. She was my life line and knowing she was there after every lap gave me so much reassurance. .
But I was starting to tire. . . the heat and residual fatigue from running 55 mile two weeks before was creeping up on me. And I was getting so so hot. But I'd broken the back of the race and I just had 18.75 left to go. Come on Han, you haven't come THIS far to only come this far. I grabbed more water, and tailwind and my last baby sachet. Lap number 6 here I come! .
I ran out of base camp and down the hill, I saw runners coming the other way. . . they were clapping me. Why though? I thought nothing of it, and just concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other. About half way round the lap I opened the my last baby food sachet, and squeezed the contents down my throat. And in that moment it tasted like someone had stolen the balls of a pegasus and blended them into a smoothie. It tasted like sugar, water and fruity absolution. I'm doing this, I thought. I'm actually doing this and THIS is happening! .
As I rounded the last corner into basecamp I was greated by @yankeepankyruns and @mottoman1985 who had come to support me in my final hours of need! I was over the moon to see them and they brought me yet more Melon! The game was was really on now. I had just two miserable laps to go. Thats it. Thats all that stood between me and fifty-fecking-miles, just 12.5 miles. I was SO close, but it also felt so very far away. I filled up my vest, hugged all my wonderful friends and set off for the second to last lap. . . .
Kent 50 challenge | Pt2
Laps 3 and 4 went without a hitch! I could not believe how smoothly and to plan it was all going! I'd heard rumours on the running grapevine that you can't plan an ultra, although i'm not sure why that's so? Like anything theres always an element of winging and there’ll be stuff you which will be harder to plan for (i.e weather, what food is/not available, terrain, the spontaneous 'off day' or for the women runners, periods!). Either way, the loose plan i'd gone into the race with was paying off.
At basecamp after lap 4 (25 miles) I was making great time. . .4 hours and just ticked over and I new I had to get some decent food in me for the next half. I'd planned to have pasta (which had gone down a treat at race to the tower), I took one mouthful and almost gagged. Balls. What else can I try! I opted for my trusty scotch eggs, I'd eaten these on training runs and found I could get them down the hatch without much of a struggle. First bite was ok, after the second and third I was confident I could finish the whole thing AND keep it down! One more baby sachet down the pie hole, more @tailwindnutritionuk in the vest and I was good to go! Just before setting off on lap 5 Becca handed me a doggy bag full of yet more melon and sweets like the absolute legend that she is. .
Head down I went out for my 5th lap. The sun was savage which made vomit corner smell even worse, it was so bad I was starting to taste it! The sun was savage and relentless, and despite being slathered in suncream I was cooking. I doused my self in water, I drenched my hair bands and tried to keep my arms wet. Any thing to keep sun stroke at bay. I ran on. There was a big croud at Jelly Bean Station and a big group of guys where there, some with there heads in between there legs feeling sick. Some learning up against the marquee and against the fence. We were all running in the kingdom of heat, worry and torment! Just get to basecamp I thought, just get back to basecamp and to Becca and then its just 3 more to go. You can do this. Its ok. YOU are ok!
Kent 50 challenge | Pt 1
BEEEEEEP goes the alarm at 5:30am! I'm not a morning person, sleep during the night was scarse (mixture of nerves and Lola the dog, deciding to face plant the window at 2:00am!). Quick shower, anti-chaff up to the 9's, race kit on and 56278565 coffees drunk. I am good to rock and roll! .
I arrive at basecamp and pick up my bib which is situated in a large Kentish farm barn in the rural setting of Reculver. The race was 50 miles on a 6.25 loop, meaning I'd be running through the same scenery 8 times (gulp!) I spot @tea_runner and @anxious_to_ultra too in the obligatory loo line and it's so good to see them! Its nearly 7:00 and already the sun is so so hot. There's a quick intro, I hug @redfaced_runner goodbye and we're off!🏁 .
Laps 1 & 2 go by in a bit of blurr! I knew if I wanted a sub 9 hr time I'd have to run the majority of it and also be super strict with time spent at basecamp. So with this in mind, I didn't stop after the first lap but did the first 12.5 miles straight through. The course was pretty flat with only a few inclines which meant the legs got round in good time. The course took us through lovely farmland and corn fields although there was one majorly smelly bit which I nicked named "vomit corner". 🤮
Back at basecamp and Becca helped me to refuel for lap number 3. @tailwindnutritionuk in the vest, a face full of melon, jelly babies and crisps, and a couple of packets of baby food! This was a brilliant nugget of advice from the legend @louloubelou_marathon and it worked like a bloody charm. Although I should mention that I had also bought some savoury stuff which tasted like absolute arse...