Story
Hello!! So yes, I have decided to take on the Coast to Coast Rat Race across Scotland - don't get too excited I have no false expectations of winning! It's the taking part that counts ( and I'll still get a medal just for finishing as that'll be an achievement in itself!)
I have chosen to raise money for the Stroke Association because in February my Dad suffered a stroke. He ( unlike me...yet!) is a slim, fit and healthy chap that has never smoked a day in his life. Therefore, it was a horrendous shock when it happened. Over the last couple of months, he has come on tremendously. From not being able to stand, he is now walking and even putting small sentences together. Strokes are the 4th leading cause of death in the UK (stat from 2010). With the support from the Stroke Association (aswell as amazing doctors, nurses and the best of friends) we as a family are able to remain strong and hopeful for a continuing recovery. Therefore I am doing this challenge to raise money as a way of saying thank you and so that other families and sufferers can also get the help and support they need. Yet, with it still being unknown why my Dad had a stroke, I am also supporting Stroke Association for their research into prevention and improving the recovery prospects.
No I'm not a runner nor extremely active. I do like the odd game of tennis but mostly mixed doubles as while the guys battle it out, the ladies can enjoy a cheeky natter at the net! So I wouldn't say that will really have prepared me for this challenge that is, have I mentioned, 170km over 2 days.... Ooops! Don't worry, the training has begun...just! - timing has never been my strong point but better late than never eh!!! I have begun the couch to 10k app training and it's not completely killed me!! But yes I know I have a long way to go! Think I may have bitten off more than I can chew but guess that keeps life exciting doesn't it?!?!
So this is the beginning of my mammoth journey. I shall be in touch with more details of the race and the challenges I have to come. After cooking 2 roasts, winning 1 egg hunt and endulging in scrumptious chocolate, the Easter weekend must come to an end; bring on these 'fun' morning runs!
Thank you 😊
Thank you 😊
170KM. 2 coasts! I DID IT!! would I do it again? No! But the views across the Scottish Highlands were absolutely spectacular. I couldn't have done it without all your support. Thank you so much. Shall let you know how I got on shortly!
I still cannot believe I did it! And reaching £500 really is the cherry on top!
I know it's a tad late but here's a quick (well short-ish!) update on how I actually managed to run/cycle/ and kayak 170km across the Scottish highlands ( although I think I'd call them mountains!)
Up in the depth of Northern Scotland in a town called Nairn ( where those tasty crackers come from!) we queued up to complete our registration. Suddenly, I felt extremely under trained looking round at other competitors. There was a bootcamp group from Norway, looking all fit and in tip top gear! I was there with my kids skater helmet from John Lewis which I'd personally decorated with butterfly stickers! Panic was rapidly rising as I felt more and more out of my depth.
Nevertheless we went on to get our bikes. There I passed this little, old lady. Surely if she can do this, my youth should give me a much needed advantage. Hope had been 'temporarily' restored!
7:30am Saturday 13th September 2014
We were off! The 11km run began. People were passing from both sides but singing along to Mamma Mia kept me positive.....until....5km in. I was looking majorly worse for wear and there she was. That little old lady that had previously given me such hope of completion whizzing right past me. HELP! Doubt flooded the mind - 'I can't do this! What even am I doing?! It's absolutely insane!'
Finally I reached Cawdor Castle. Waheeey!! The first stage was complete. Just having finished one part gave me a huge boost of confidence on being able to complete it now.
From Cawdor Castle it was a 77km on-road cycle through the highlands to Fort Augustus, followed by a 3km mini run and kayak in Loch Ness. The views were absolutely spectacular (besides the odd YES for independence sign - oh slightly controversial there ;P !!) Although it was tough it was surprisingly do-able and by 5pm we had arrived at camp and even set up tent.
To my surprise my Mum and Dad showed up and treated us too a much needed hot dinner .... and cheeky glass of wine!! All was going extremely well.... If not too well!
7:30am Sunday 14th September
Tent packed, cooked breakfast demolished and we were back on our bike ready for a 33km off-road ride. It began just along a canal and besides the odd lumps and bumps it didn't seem too bad. Oh how naive I was at thinking that was the off road bit!! We soon came to this rocky trial that went steeply up into the woodlands. Well I definately was not ready for this! It took us 4hrs just to do this part alone - yes it was literally insane!!
Knowing I was lagging behind, there was no time to stop for breaks now I still had 22km on road cycle, 23km run/ trek and a final 1.5km kayak to go - I had to finish this, I wasn't going to give up now!
By 12:30 I had finished the cycling and began the trek/ run round Ben Nevis. Pain was taking over all my muscles, exhaustion was kicking in and my water was running dangerously low. This was not looking good. I couldn't take much more. I'd trek up the hills and ran down them each time loosing a bit more control of my body. Feeling weaker and weaker until the inevitable happened. I tripped. With grazed hands and knees, I pulled myself off the floor, pushed the pain to the back of my mind and I headed onwards. I had no time to dwell on pain, never mind energy to waste. Finally I came to the last 5km of the trek. This was a boost I needed. I gave a small sigh of relief, 'I was nearly there!' 'I can really do this!' It wasn't over yet though!
Along the final muddy path I came to a river. I looked up and down it for a crossing. There wasn't one. With minimal energy to waste faffing I simply jumped in and waded across to the other side. Now quenching along, I looked along the path to see it didn't go round this hill(/mountain!). No instead it went up and over. SH&£!!! Every muscle in my body hurt. Running on empty now I was beginning to feel light in the head. I couldn't take anymore! I wanted to stop!
I had to keep going though. I knew I had to. My Dad is my hero. I had to complete this for him. To show him that he can do it too. He will keep improving and we will both learn new words daily! If he can relearn to walk, and talk the least I do is can complete this. After all it's nothing on the challenges he's faced. I wasn't going to let this final hill stop me. On I pushed. Motivating myself each step. 'I can do this. I will do this!'
I reached the top. With new found energy I raced down the otherside to the final stage. Slipping and sliding in the mud. By the bottom I was covered but I didn't care one bit. I could almost see the finish line. Only the 1.5km kayak to go.
The kayak was done in twos and miraculously I was partnered with a gentleman from the army. Praise the Lord! We set off. In agony, with our legs now cramping we paddled away (well I tried!!) and 20minutes later we were yards from the finish. Onto the last 100 yards I raced along the final path and crossed the line. I DID IT!! I actually did it!
Looking back on this challenge I didn't realise how hard it would actually be. I knew it would be physically insane but I hadn't trained for it being so mentally testing right from the start. Nevertheless, 'where there is the will, there is ALWAYS a way!'
I surely couldn't have done it without all your support though. I can not thank you all enough. Not just at getting me through this 'Mad' Challenge but keeping me and my family going over the last few months too. We surely couldn't have come through so strong without all of you that have been there every step of the way.
Lots of Love
Madxxx