Six Foot Track - 16th in 3:53:38

This is an event like no other. I say event as it's not really a race. Even on the start line I wasn't nervous - just standing around listening to all the lighthearted humour and soaking up the spectacle. It can't be a race when you're averaging over 5 mins per km and at any time feel as though you could run faster, but know that if you do you may blow up in 5kms time. It's a strength endurance test, and probably the toughest one around.

Most of the HuRT Squad lined up together 2 or 3 rows back. The gun went before I was ready and just after my Garmin had switched off from satellite mode so I spent the first 20 seconds jogging trying to locate satellites. It finally locked them in so I concentrated on the task in hand and found myself picking my way down the steep stony section before the Nellies Glen steps next to Tucks. This is where I realised my first (and biggest) mistake of the day - choice of footwear. I chose my old racing flats with the heel wedges, partly due to the wedges making things easier on both achilles and partly due to the benefit of the light weight up the hills. They had both of those benefits but I could feel every single stone through the forefoot. My feet are still bruised now. They slowed me down on the downhills - particularly after Mini-Mini saddle and at the very end.

Finally got to the bottom of Nellies Glen and stretched out a bit. Found myself running 3:43 and 3:40 splits feeling as though I was running 4:10's. Caught Andy on this section then Dicky H and Chris G. Then Tucks caught up again soon after and we ran together all the way to Cox's River. He pulled ahead slightly on the final 2km of the technical section as I still wanted to feel fresh at Cox's. Waded through Cox's, took on a gel and Hi-5 drink, had a wee then set-off up the hills to Mini-Mini. I got to Cox's in 1:10:02, bang on schedule. Tucks was nowhere in sight, and remained that way for the rest of the race. He ran incredibly strongly from Cox's onwards which shows what strength in reserve he has. I reckon the hills up to Mini-Mini are the hardest. You still run them as you haven't given in to walking yet but despite this they are some of the steepest. I ran most of the way to Mini-Mini overtaking quite a few runners as I did. Hobbled down after Mini-Mini (bloody shoes), waded through another 2 rivers (where did they come from?) then started on the hills up to Pluvi. Overtook Tim Ashby here who muttered something about "this being ridiculous" (he wasn't wrong) and generally went the whole way up with Adam Jordan and Trevor Jacobs. They ran (in a sort of Cliff Young shuffle) the whole way, whereas I would walk with a long stride the steep sections then run quite quickly the flatter sections. This way, I would catch them up on the flatter sections as well as stretch my legs a bit. I think it pissed them off though. Overtook Brendan Davies near the top of Pluvi and then Cameron Arnold right on the summit. Took on more gels and bananas, hi-5 and water (the aid stations always seemed to appear just as you needed them) then set off along Black Range. Pluvi was reached in about 2:17 - again, bang on schedule.

I was hoping to get into a good stride here and count down the kms - first to 30km and then in 5km sections. However, 26km to 30km seemed to take ages. There's more hills than I remember and I was plodding. If I got a split under 5:00min p/km, I would celebrate. I passed Paul Arthur at this stage and then saw Ray up ahead. Seemed to take ages to drag him in and I hardly flew past him. We had a brief chat and I slowly eased ahead like two ships drifting in the sea. From here on in I was largely alone save for the cheering bystanders who temporarily lightened the mood. I passed one bloke struggling badly just before Caves Road, then was passed by another at about 40km who flew past me telling me to hang on in for a sub4. I fell down some slippery steps just after Caves Road but just landed on my arse. More painful was the sudden cramp in my thigh trying to stand up again. Finally got to the top of the hill above Jenloan Caves signalling 2kms to go. However, the joy at being so close to home is tempered by the fact that you have to navigate the most painful part of the course - a steep rugged downhill. My feet were killing me. I couldn't just let go and run as I would have fallen off the edge (about a 400ft almost vertical drop) so had to run putting the brakes on which was agony on the thighs. Was just about holding off the cramps but it was close. Then the final run in which makes it all worthwhile. The MC calls out your name and you get a huge round of applause. Crossed the line with hands aloft in 3:53 - a 19 minute PB, but who's counting.

Great runs by Tucks who powered ahead for a 3:42 and Terence who I didn't see for the whole race but finished 4 minutes ahead in 3:49. The HuRT Squad backed up well with Ray holding on for a 3:57, Richard Green getting under 4hours for the first time for a 3:58 and Chris Graham as consistent as ever in 4:02. Muz had a good first run for a 4:06 just behind Andy. Tim A and Dicky H struggled in the second half for 4:25's or thereabouts. Charlie just missed his target with a 5:02. Both Dicky H and Ray continued the HuRT Squad tradition of requiring Oxygen and a drip from the St John's Ambulance tent.

Great few beers in Caves House with Charlie, Tucks, Muz, Andy, Dicky H, Ray (who looked drunk despite being a teetotaller) and Terence, then home where I crashed out. Bit disappointed to miss out on the team prize but Gramps Army are just too strong.

Thighs are killing me still now. Weird thing is that my heel bursar is fine. Still seeing the specialist on Wednesday though as I need to sort it out before continiung marathon training. This race has taught me that it's all about the kms.

Will be back again for this one.