I spent last night wondering what on earth I’d done to
myself at the XC in Bournemouth and whether I was being completely stupid in
doing back-to-back races over the weekend.
But the Stinger is much more my kind of course – no pesky laps, wild and
open countryside – and I was reasonably hopeful that I’d be ab; to find my own
pace.
Romsey RR were out in force, covering a mix of the 3 races
(5m, 10m, HM). It was another mild day
(15˚)
but with a cool breeze. We set off, and
immediately I felt comfortable with a pace that felt familiar and
sustainable. We headed downhill, then
uphill, and I knew that it would be OK.
The 3 races all set off on the same course together, so it
was hard to judge position. After a
couple of miles we 10-milers were on our own.
I thought I could pick out a runner ahead at one point but I couldn’t be
sure.
The rest of the race was more or less a solo effort, save
for catching a handful of 5-milers at the end.
There were a few short muddy sections, but otherwise a succession of undulating
tracks, with some fast downhills and corresponding log uphill drags. Somewhere around mile 6 there was a really
steep section where a marshal clanged a bell.
I waved, pounded on, and couldn’t hear any bell ringing behind me.
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| I was all on my own and a bit clueless how I was doing |
Back through the underpass beneath the A31, then a right
turn and in to the final km down and hill and the uphill through woodland the
finish. It went on and on, and I kicked
myself for not doing a recce at the start; I remembered the hill, but it was
longer than I expected. I saw light at
the top of the hill but got directed around a final little loop at the
top. There was the Lovely Mrs S,
shouting encouragement. I pushed for the
line and finished in 1:08:03, a bit slower than in 2015. ‘How did I get on?’ I asked the guys in the
chip timing tent, hoping for a top 5.
After a bit of confusion, they told me I was the first one home. I was astonished – I really had no idea! We stayed to watched Neil come home 2nd
in the half, and Sue (Sleath) finishing first lady.
This is a super local race – a firm favourite. An utterly different experience to the XC
yesterday. Looking forward to next year!

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