Manchester Marathon 2016 - By Ewan Fryatt

Why being an Eagle changed me from hating marathons to possibly enjoying parts of them

The brief was to write a blog that that may inspire others to run a Spring marathon next year. 

If so, the title of this blog may suggest you should not be reading this.  So feel free to stop, after all it did not take long to write; unlike marathon training - that takes a huge amount of time. Come to think of it, I’m really not sure why people attempt marathons. But I digress…

Actually this blog aims to show that even I can now enjoy parts of marathons; and so I would think everyone can. So please read on. 

Some context; I have divided my experience below into three key parts of a marathon – preparation, running, and recovery.  As background, my general thoughts on those aspects of running, which inform my thoughts on marathons are: 

1) Preparation: I don’t like training plans. Unpredictable work and having two small kids make a plan hard to follow, but fundamentally training plans just add stress to my life. I think about my training a lot, but it’s very rare for me to choose what session I’ll do more than a day in advance;

2) Running: I only really enjoy running when I’m going fast. Anything slower than tempo pace is just a necessary evil;

3) Recovery: it’s boring. 

The way this then translates to races for me is: 

5k race – fun

10k race – reasonably good fun

Half marathon – tolerable

Marathon – not fun

Clearly not everyone feels that way, so things can hopefully only be better than I set out below. 

2015 - How I came to run another marathon

Given my feelings about marathons, I’ve not tried to run many. My only marathon prior to November 2015 was back in 2009. That’s where I learned that I do not like them. 

Then, in September 2015, I moved back to Ealing, ran my first race as an Eagle at EHM 2015 (though not a visible Eagle as I did not have my vest yet), and it turns out what would normally just be a ‘tolerable’ distance was incredibly good fun. 

‘Maybe I should run another marathon’, I thought. 

At that time though, my only real goal in running another marathon was to break 3 hours. It felt like a time that was achievable, so just needed to be conquered. Having a good training base after EHM I thought I’d design myself a 5 week training programme and just get it done. 

I signed up for a small marathon for the end of November. I ran it in 3:00:47. I failed to achieve the only goal I had that day, and didn’t really enjoy it that much. But I guess I also didn’t dislike it as much as I thought I would. 

2016– How I came to run Manchester

A month after the above, still obsessed with breaking 3 hours, I decided to run another marathon. But it needed to be one that had the 2015 EHM formula – lots of Eagles there. So I chose Manchester 2016. 

Spoiler alert – it didn’t go to plan. 

It happened as follows: 

1) Preparation 

Marathon training plans are tough. With my natural fear of training plans (and as an aside I really admire people who have the mental strength to follow a 14-18 week plan), I decided that 10 weeks of training would be enough. Like previously I had a good base and fitness, so the only rule would be to do a long run before work each Tuesday – starting at around 15 miles and gradually increasing to 23 miles. Then run as normal the rest of the time. I’d then run a fast half marathon 3 weeks out from Manchester. Then taper. Then dip under 3 hours in the marathon. Then retire from marathons. That was the plan. 

The plan didn’t go to plan. I got injured in week 4. Fortunately I could still cross train so I was able to do some even more horrible training than long runs, by working up to 3 hour sessions of cross-training in the gym. But no long runs. As a rather obvious learning point, this is not recommended as preparation for a marathon. 

After my foot healed, I had a few weeks of gradually increasing running, and got up to 15 miles again. But it was already time to taper. I did actually run a fast half marathon at the end (fast for me anyway at 1:22). I tapered. But did very few long runs. Again, as a rather obvious learning point, this is not recommended as preparation for a marathon. 

But in my mind the plan to dip under 3 hours in the marathon was on. 

2) Running 

I didn’t have many long runs in training, so I was actually quite looking forward to long slow running for once. Did I mention the lack of long runs is not recommended? 

Now to the race itself. 

The build up to a marathon does have some aspects to it that I knew in advance would be fun – mainly the opportunity to enjoy a lot of pasta. I had 4 courses of pasta on the Saturday before the race. So far so good. 

I arrived on the start line feeling quite confident, albeit with a few mental doubts about lack of distance training, and unfortunately a cold. I would have rated my chances of sub-3 at around 71% then. 

Like many marathon stories, the first 20 miles were enjoyable (well, the 19.7 or so in this case). Right from the start there were Eagle cheer squads. My garmin failed almost immediately, but eventually started reading pace again so although slightly irritating to not know distance, it meant I could ensure I wasn’t going too fast. Eagles were popping up everywhere to provide encouragement. I got completely distracted by the anticipation of when I would next see Eagles cheering, waving flags, and holding amusing signs. I passed half way in 1:28. It all felt fairly easy. 

It wasn’t long after that the easy pace became a lot harder though. By mile 17 the doubts had set in as 6:40 pace was feeling harder than it should, and 9 miles to go sounded rather a lot to me. Thankfully two Eagles cheer squads in short succession gave me the confidence to carry on at the same pace until 19.7 miles. 

At this point, it’s worth emphasizing that the Eagles squads alone made the marathon worthwhile. I revisited this from the other side of the barriers at mile 23 two weeks later, and I almost wished I was in the race. But back to Manchester around 19.7 miles…

I hit the wall. This didn’t happen in my 2015 marathon in quite the same way; it was a very gradual decline then. In Manchester I very suddenly felt I had no energy at all to go any further. This is the real challenge of the marathon and when the test of physical and mental readiness really comes in. In this case, I failed it. 

The last 6 miles were awful. As I had to slow to walking pace, the 3 hour pacers passed me. I can’t remember exactly where as it’s all a bit of a blur, perhaps it was somewhere between the first 22 mile marker, and the second 22 mile marker about half a mile down the road from the first. The trauma in that moment of realising those 3 hour sessions in the gym were wasted distracted me momentarily from the severe physical pain. That’s really just part of marathon fun I guess. I finished at a jog in 3:09. 

3) ‘Recovery’

By recovery, I mean beer. 

My disappointment was largely cured instantly by walking into the Wetherspoons to the cheers reserved for each marathon runner that entered the pub. Meeting new Eagles, and seeing ones I knew, sharing stories of running and cheer squads with them, banished any remaining thoughts that maybe this hadn’t been worth the effort. 

Later that night further recovery involved dancing, lunging and some recovery pole dancing. I did not even get injured in doing so. 

I really do strongly recommend marathon recovery. 

Parting thoughts 

Had I run this marathon without being an Eagle, I would have seen it as failure, and definitely not fun. 

But it was fun. I’m glad I did it. I will do another one. 

And this would have seemed like a crazy thing for the pre-Eagle me to say, but I’d even do one where I knew I could not beat 3 hours. If there were enough Eagles going.

So I have revised my philosophy on racing. It is now: 

5k race – fun

10k race – reasonably good fun

Half marathon – tolerable (EHM more than that obviously)

Marathon – not fun

Any race as an Eagle, including marathon – fun

The only two bits of advice I have are: 

If you’re going to run a Spring marathon, make sure you do some long runs first; and

Run a Spring Marathon. It’s fun. Why wouldn’t you? 

Ottawa Winterman 10k 14/02/2016 - By Linda Newton

It Can’t Be as Cold as Last Year!

Winterman 2015. Remember it?  I posted a video clip of the start last year – no faces only bodies with every possible part covered, and then covered again to protect themselves against the -40C temperature.  Somehow Eastern Canada missed the memo about global warming last year.  The Ottawa running year started out with 20 days below -20C before mid-February.  This intrepid Eagle should have known better as we were in the midst of the coldest winter on record, but no, she ran Winterman 2015 and lived to write about it!

Where is this going you ask?  Wait for it...

Winterman 2016 approaches and, thanks to El Nino, we are in the middle of the warmest winter on record.  Only two days below -20C since winter started.  I run in shorts on Christmas Eve and even manage capris a few times in January.  So I sign up, along with hubby, for this year’s event.  After all, it can’t possibly as cold as last year, or can it?

As we progress through the week, the forecast gets colder and colder.  I tell the Pluckies that it will now be -25C; warmer than last year mind you, but still colder than Teresa Connolly’s freezer.  By the time Friday arrives, the ‘do not go outdoors unless you’re stupid’ warning is all over the news.  I wake up Saturday morning only to find my weather app telling me that it’s -25C but it feels like -48C outside thanks to the strong winds. Surely Sunday will be better.

I keep checking my app all day and it doesn’t change and then at 11:00PM the e-mail comes:  **URGENT WINTERMAN UPDATE**.  “While Mother Nature has reared her ugly head, we are still going through with Winterman, but in a revised format!  The late decision to amend the original format has only unfolded in the last 8 hours as we monitored the Environment Canada website which has indicated that the cold spell is not going to subside as originally forecasted.”  The marathon and half marathon have been modified to a separate 10K and the 5K/10K start has been delayed from 8:30 am to 11:00 am.

It’s now Sunday morning and the thermometer reads -28C.  By the time we head off to the run it’s a balmy -25C with a lovely headwind from the west for a windchill of -35C.  So much for the warmest winter on record!  Still, off we head to the start and away we go to the sound of a 125mm howitzer (a big gun).

The course is the same as last year, two out and back 5K loops.  The out is uphill, cold and windy but the sun is shining and it looks like a glorious day otherwise.  The back half is tropical by comparison, with the wind at my back I fly along.  There’s been an ice fog overnight so the trees look like they’ve been painted by Jack Frost.  Unfortunately, it’s now too cold for my camera so I can’t get a picture.  I skip the drinks on the first lap but by lap two some nice warm water is looking good.  Only problem, they left it out too long and it froze along with the Gatorade.  Oh well, only 2.5K to go.

The last two km are great, it has warmed up slightly, or at least I have, and I cross the finish line with a final sprint.  Bring on Winterman 2017.  It can’t be as cold as this year!

Box Hill Fell Race 23/01/2016 - By Catherine Mulrenan

Tales of a slow fell runner! 

I had been nervously excited for ages about this race. This was the second time of doing it and last year I had been petrified about what nonsense I had let myself in for. I had visions of not being able to complete it, falling over and getting lost but luckily Carla, Lisa and Harriet had pep talked me and it was an amazing experience. I loved it so much in fact that there I was last Saturday back for more. 

I knew this year that I'd have to take it easy, my lungs still aren't a hundred percent from having whooping cough last year and hills and poorly lungs are not the best combination. Allie and I had decided to run it together or run/walk it, as I had promised Allie when she said she might consider it! 

As soon as you arrive at race HQ the feeling of camaraderie is so evident. People are united in the fact that they're about to experience a really, different, challenging and exhilarating run. Even the walk to the start was full of excited chatter, smiles and the occasional daunted look as people gazed to the top of the hill we were about to attempt to ascend. 

Starting off at the back meant there was no pressure from the start. Being a shorter person the steps you go up to start with are a challenge. A lot of leaning on the tops of my legs were involved to get myself up to the next one. The start is amazing, it does get you straight into the more challenging aspect of fell running and for a first timer is very daunting but once you've done that bit, to me anyway, the rest seems so much more achievable. 

Once we reached the first summit you turn round and head down a steep grassy hill, this year it was particularly amazing as not only were you running down it fast, it was so covered in mist you couldn't see exactly where your end destination was! From that point on I was just thrown into the zone, the reason why I love this race, the feeling of being away from it all and being totally at one with your surroundings. 

Off we went along a grassy trail, following by now, trainer churned paths up a gradual hill. One of my favourite parts was turning to go down a mud filled narrow path and realising once you'd started the descent the easiest thing was to just go with it, at this point Allie was behind me but was going quicker than I was, luckily we had taken two slightly different angles so she managed to slide on past me without the two of us colliding and falling into sticky mud! 

Running at a slightly slower pace meant we chatted all the way round, we turned back to admire where we'd come from and occasionally we would venture to look straight on to see what we had to come. In short, I enjoyed every minute.

My favourite parts are going downhill, I loved the running down muddy grassy paths, Stoney sections and best of all the wooden step divides on muddy paths. Again my short legs meant I had to jump down most of them but that just added to the enjoyment.

Many people think fell racing is only for the fast, athletic best runners. If I could say one thing it's that this race is for absolutely everyone. As Jen Watts ( first in her age category) informed me, even she walked bits....so it is ok to walk! I can not recommend this experience enough, it remains my favourite ever race. The buzz I get from getting away from it all, running in almost complete isolation and achieving something like this is amazing. I can not recommend Box Hill Fell Race for anyone enough.

Serpentine New Year's Day 10k 2016 - By Charlotte Johnson

Booze is the new beetroot juice

The Serpentine 10k 2015 was one of my first races as an Eagle. It was a miserably grey morning, made worse by the previous night’s booze and three hours of sleep. I ran it with my Mum and met my first group of Eagles. 

Fast-forward a year to 1 January 2016, with a few hours extra sleep on last year, and many more hours spent with the Eagles during the year made this year’s greyish morning a whole lot brighter. Getting up, as for any morning race, wasn’t easy. I cast aside my usual pre-race porridge as I didn’t think my stomach could stomach it; I didn’t have high hopes for the outcome of this race. Injured Mother and injured friend Sophie in tow, we cycled the 8 miles to Hyde Park and arrived in good time to pick up my race number, visit the 20p loo and wish some fellow Eagles a HAPPY NEW YEAR, which was really more of a whisper, a hangover was threatening… 

I left Mother and Sophie to limp up to the 2k marker and made my way to the start. I found some Eagles, enquired about timings and tactics, and before we knew it: GO! 

Winter Wonderland had caused a slight bottleneck at the start that evened out fairly quickly. As usual, my first kilometer was too fast; what did I think it was, a parkrun? Anyway, I wasn’t feeling too rotten so ambled on. I soon found myself besides Michael Hellyer, who I recognised from a couple of the interval sessions I’d led in Lammas Park in the summer, and who I like to refer to as, “one of the fast boys”. Ben Cale dropped back to us and kept us company for a few kilometers before tearing off in anticipation of his infamous sprint finish with Niall.

The kilometers, amazingly, seemed to slip by largely painlessly, and largely painlessly, I kept up with Michael, gratefully nodding thanks to spectators and Serpie volunteers shouting, “Go Eagles” and “Go Charlotte” (I did have my name on my vest after all, but also, I’ve met and befriended many Eagles since returning from university in the summer and I quietly revelled in their personal encouragement). 

As we started on the second loop we met some of the less fast runners, which I love, not because I am passing people (honestly!), but because I love to look out for my club mates and give them a cheer. I should add at this point that winner, James McMurray of the St Albans Striders came tearing past us and I genuinely thought he’d just started the race late. At kilometer 7, I passed Jeremy, Sophie’s Dad, parkrun-lover and almost-Eagle, and told him that he needed to get a move on and heard a groan of assent in reply. Wei Hei was a bit further ahead and we exchanged encouragement before pressing on towards the finish.

Turning the corner onto the final stretch along the Serpentine was welcome but the wind was very much unwelcome. Anyhow, there were speedy Eagles lining the finish and Mum and Soph calling “SPRINT, SPRINT”, but by this point, I wasn’t too bothered about sprinting. Even without glasses I could make out a 43-something on the clock, it would be a PB, and so I went over the clock smiling (or so I thought, the photos, predictably, display the characteristic sprint grimacewe all know and love). So, following many glasses of prosecco, tequila and a few hours after NYE I had managed a 10k PB; 2016, come at me! I am seriously considering reviewing my fuelling strategy in races to come.

Indeed, the PB was glorious and I will certainly bask in it for a while, but the cherry on the cake was the unquenchable support from Eagles around the course and the myriad of PBs from Eagles (20 out of 51 Eagles got a PB, if you were wondering), which I am convinced must be connected. Have any of you stats lovers tested the correlation between the number of Eagles spectators and runners yet?

All in all, a bloomin’ marvellous effort was displayed on New Year’s Day. Thanks to Michael for the spontaneous pacing, all the enthusiastic supporters before, during and after the race, and the photographers, professional and otherwise. Running around Hyde Park is always rather fun, dodging tourists and dogs, and the relatively small field makes the pretty flat race a fast one. But most importantly, taking part on NYD makes you pretty hardcore and is a good omen for the year to come. The goody bag was pretty good this year too: water, medal, sports gel, a couple of discount vouchers, and A WAGON WHEEL! Not a shoe bag in site. I am super proud to be an Eagle and can’t wait for another year and next year’s Serpentine 10k with the convocation!

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Another Fabulous 10k

Sunday 8th May saw another staging of the amazing Ealing Eagles 10k. Nearly 600 runners took part, representing over 30 different clubs - not just our local neighbours from West4 and ESM, there were also some Dashers from Datchet, a few Chasers interloping from south of the river, at least a couple of our friends from beautiful hilly Gade Valley and a range of runners from other clubs from as far west as Wales, as far east as Norwich, as far south as Southampton and as far north as York!

Race director Dan had these words of thanks to the club:

I would like to thank everyone on behalf of the 10K committee for their help in organising and staging our annual race. A lot of people helped leading up to the event and on the day with an awesome amount of Eagles proudly displaying their club vests.

We are receiving a steady stream of thank you emails from participants with everyone praising us for the amazing atmosphere that everyone helped to create. The feedback on the marshals and event officials has been particularly pleasing to see.

I would like to thank the teams that have gone before us and set the foundations for the race and everyone on the 2016 10k committee for their effort and it was a pleasure seeing you every month. Shall we order some cooler weather for next year?

Thank you to Dan and the team on behalf of the club - what a great day!