Wearing my normal road Brooks Adrenaline GTS 19’s I approached a 50k run. Slightly apprehensive to say the least.
Took an ultra vest with two 500ml water bottles, 1 banana, 2 gels, hydration tablets in the water. Wearing gloves and a light jacket.
The first 10k on the road felt great. I decided to walk up the hills to save my legs. The hills were very sharp and circa 3 or 4 at 1 in 8. There were a total of about a mile or two of them.
One thing with hills is it’s worth looking back for the view when you reach the tops. All good. Weather was cool 10c, cloudy but dry. Looked back over Foxham with a large smile.
Passed the usual discarded MacDonald’s wrappers littering the country lanes.
At circa 15k a car drove at me in a 40 limit. This was to intimidate me to dive into the hedge. A massive squeal of brakes and horns as he swerved around me forcing a car in the opposite direction into the verge with an emergency stop. I stopped to calm the driver down who was really shook up. She thought I was going to die. But no such luck! Had to keep going.
The road led to a by-way. Running this up a steady climb up to 28K. I felt great. A nice chap refilled my water bottles from his garden hose. Not much of a talker but pleasant all the same.
The next stage was to run into Calne and this 28-40 took its toll. My left ankle became sore. I suddenly started to feel muscle tired in my legs. This was the first time in the run that I started to hurt.
I realised in Calne that I would be back at the house at 45k so would have to run on to the next town to reach 50. At this point I was over 5 hours on my feet.
The last few K seemed to be in slow mo. Each k seemed to take forever and ever. I got to the town centre and I suddenly felt a really nasty blister as I stopped to walk. I walked another K to Nero’s.
I wasn’t exhausted at all but my legs, ankles and feet hurt. I could feel every joint. The relentless 6 plus hours on my feet had finished me.
I couldn’t run any more but could walk with a very painful blister.
Felt stiff the next day and today. But nothing to keep me off my feet.
Realised I needed some more cushioning !
The run for the most part was very meditative. Getting into the flow for hours. Running to the rhythmic tap of my feet and my breath.