Stormy weather was in the forecast for last Sunday. That blew any hopes I had for a 10k PB out of the window before I had even started. The direction meant a head wind for the last two miles so my expectations were low. Defiantly I decided to wear shorts.
So off we went. About 200m in the road was blocked by fallen trees. Fortunately us runners had room to get by. Off down a hill with trees creaking and crashing about in the wind. I swear I heard some heavy duty splintering (don't look, just keep running). Up the other side - short but steep. Overtook several who'd gone off too fast. Pack thinning out. I got someone in my sights as my next overtaking victim, his orange t-shirt flapping like a sail.
A few miles of fairly uneventful running, dodging puddles and tree debris and gradually overhauling other runners. Down the second hill and up the other side - I knew this one from cycling. Bizarrely it seemed shorter and less steep than I remembered. More overtaking.
Turn right at the top towards the finish - oh my God. Wind. Wind. More wind. Those last two miles were a slog, head down and battle on. Past Crazy Legs Crane (legs flailing, surely that wastes lots of energy). Several people run/walking. More overtaking. Round the final corner and across the finish line. Oh, was that it? I forgot to sprint at the end (nothing to do with my heavy legs).
Amazing - 10k PB - 53:25! Chip time 53:13. Wow. I am still in a state of disbelief two days later. Now I am wondering, what could I do on a flat course with no wind...?
Enormous thanks to all the volunteers who make these events possible. £21k was raised overall for the hospice. Hats off (maybe literally given the wind) to the HM runners who coped with the weather for twice as long.