So, my second OCR of the week, and a shorter one, and a virtual one this time. Nuclear Races are one of the best OCR organisers and do killer events at their site in Brentwood but this was a special Virtual challenge - 5k with a minimum of 5 obstacles of one's choice along the way.
I dropped off the kids at Cubs, hopped over the 8 foot wall next to the Scout hut, then down into a drainage ditch, sloshed along a bit, up another 8 foot wall to get out, then a couple of km to warm up to Cinnamon Lane playground. Vaulted a bench, went back and forth across the monkey bars on the climbing frame twice, falling off three times - my grip strength is still knackered from the weekend. Then up the hill to ascend the Tor. My quads were killing me by this time already. I had somewhat unersetimated how tired my legs were from RSR, having not run for so long beforehand. Getting up the Tor itself was murder. Running gave way to walking less than a third of the way up and the final bit was hands on knees rasping. The wind was quite stiff up there and being soaking wet from the waist down it was quite chilly. Coming down again was quite a bit quicker, but running down narow steep steps by headtorch takes quite a bit of concentration. Then a quick flattish km to warm up to my house, where I picked up a large log, and ran with that the last k and a half back to the Scout hut.
The second half was made more exciting by Mlle Garmin, who had 26% battery life before I left but dropped to 11 by the playground and 3% by the time I descended the Tor. I am not sure what drove me to run faster more: getting warmer or getting to 5k before the Garmin died altogether. If I didn't have the Garmin proof I would not complete the challenge and really did not fancy doing it all again tomorrow.
Finally made it. 5.62km, 46.33 mins, 186m vertical gain (excluding walls climbed). Uploaded to Garmin Connect, job done. Not looking forward to P90x leg day tomorrow, but a good 48 hours to recover before Battle Ready.
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just to add: living in Glastonbury, running down the High Street, with a headtorch on, soaked in mud from waist to toe, with a metre long log on my shoulder, did not raise an eyebrow from passersby.
Ha ha, madness, absolute madness! You're a maniac ! I suppose in Glasto it's an everyday occurrence. Up in my manor it would be buckets of nutty slack. Now there's a plan!
It's great to be alive is all I can say, and this kind of caper must be so life-affirming. You must feel high on the adrenaline.
Well done Rig. You're a machine!!!! I was gonna say take care but that sounds just too daft in the circs
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