The best thing about the race is the format, four out and backs means you get to see everyone loads which is really encouraging – especially as I think I knew about a third of the people there from somewhere or other. What was even cooler this time was that my brother Dan was running it as his first double, and although we didn’t run together,we still saw each other a few times along the way.
Overall, not an awful lot happened over the two days. The weather was unseasonably good, a bit chilly and breezy, but nothing like as bad as it could have been. The first day went by in nice easy even splits, and I managed to not finish like my ass was on fire, coasting in to a 3:33. Dan was a little way behind, just under four hours.
We spent the next few hours mostly eating, and then it was off to do it again for day two.
I felt like shit on the start line, but once I got going I felt surprisingly chipper. I was running at the same pace as day 1, and figured I’d just keep that up as long as I could and see what happened. That was a pretty good plan for the first ten miles, but I had to dig in a bit after that to keep the same pace. The rest was kind of a blur, I was pretty much on autopilot, nodding and smiling at the same people as we crossed paths, squirting down a gel now and again, and just getting on with things.
All of a sudden I was on the last leg back to the finish and I felt pretty good, and for a while I gave it some welly thinking I could get under 3:30. Then I realised I wouldn’t make it with about 500m to go and just eased off coasting to a 3:31. Faster than day 1 was a great result though, and Dan was about ten mins quicker on day two as well which was ace.
Overall it was a PB for back to backs by about an hour which was neat – especially as I hadn’t really smashed myself up too badly for it.