Just a quick line to say thanks for the pom-poms and positivity ahead of my Cambridge HM last Sunday. I do follow the forum, but I seldom have anything to post about, however, this was my first real-life running event – so here’s my report.
I was accompanied by one of my daughters and a future son-in-law both of whom have run it before. We arrived early and had a couple of hours of hanging around on a very chilly and muddy Midsummer Common but at least it was dry and the sun peeped through the clouds occasionally. I was initially a bit miffed that I had been assigned to the last of 8 waves of starters, presumably based on my age and of having no previous form, so my companions started about 3 waves and 15 mins ahead of me.
I was thoroughly frozen by the time I started, but that was soon forgotten – it was all new to me and the sight of 10,000 starters was amazing. As it happened, being in the final wave proved a boon to me. The congestion in the first 3 miles around the town meant I was not tempted to set off too fast and I settled into a good pace. It was also good psychologically as I was making good progress through the field, which I find better for my morale than being constantly overhauled. The congestion became more of an issue as we ran around the grounds and lanes of the colleges, iconic though they are, it was occasionally frustrating, but after 5 miles we were out in the countryside with plenty of room.
Even in the countryside going through the villages there were lots of spectators and well wishers calling out and a real buzz about the event. The buzz kept growing as we made our way back into Cambridge where the streets were lined with people clapping and calling out. The effect of the occasion cut in – aches and pains receded, my head went up, my chest went out and I made like a runner. The final two miles flew by – they were almost enjoyable!
The net result was that my fellow runners finished together; they snuck in under two hours at 1:59:00 while I was not totally adrift at 2:07:51 (a PB for me which I was very happy with).
I would like to say that I then did my stretches, ate and drank some worthy nutritional products to aid recovery, had a hot bath and an early night - but that would be a lie. We went to the pub with our supporters and had a roast and couple of pints of IPA. Admittedly, I could hardly get off the bus on the way home (decrepitude had set in rather than inebriation), but it was worth it. It was a great day out.
If anyone is thinking of doing the Cambridge HM in the future, I’d highly recommend it. It was superbly organized; the course is great, and the atmosphere makes it. If I’m spared and fit, I may try it again next year.