What a weekend! I watched the live stream and GPS tracking of this years Coast to Coast competitors with a mixture of fear and awe. The winners of each of the respective races and sections were extremely humbling, the sheer pace they set absolutely staggered me – I’m not sure I’ve ever been able to run/bike that fast let alone do it now, it was truly inspirational to watch. Full details of the winners etc is available on the Coast to Coast website.
It would be easy to get discouraged by these seemingly inhuman feats of speed and endurance, but what really inspired me this weekend was the photos of the rest of the competitors, the average men and women who had decided that this was the year that they were going to test themselves like they’ve never tested themselves before. Their photos, looking tired but happy along the course, really reaffirmed my decision to compete next year. The oldest competitor this year has nearly 30 years on me, if he can do it then so can I. So to all the athletes who competed this year, I salute you and thank you for the inspiration to keep going. I’ll be going back to look over those photos again and again as the next 12 months roll past to give me a shot of inspiration and keep me on track.
This week training was a little sporadic – there’s no real excuse other than I just didn’t feel up to it. I was originally planning on a combination of cycling and running but after Wednesday’s run I flagged the run for the rest of the week because my Achilles are still not 100% and I want to nip this in the bud before it sidelines me later in the year. I did manage a new cycle route on Saturday, the weather was pretty warm but I decided to alter my normal route and go up Te Miro hill. Te Miro is a slow steady climb over 4.5 kilometers with an elevation gain of 150m and its a long slow (well mine was) grind. This was my first attempt at this route and I was happy to reach the top/school without stopping. I did stop at the school and have something to drink and eat, and a well earned rest.
From there I carried on across the top to the hill that I normally run up and came down that hill (which is much steeper than Te Miro) All in all I climbed a total of 350m on my ride that day and my legs were having a bit of a moan by the end of it, but the euphoria of actually riding a route that I had once thought of as unachieveable was pretty damn good and a great way to finish up a week that had felt a bit hum drum in the training stakes.
Tuesday – Ride 16k
Wednesday – Run 6k
Saturday – Ride 23k