Race Prep: Rec; Tam; and the Olympic Kids were "cabled" together. Tam as per normal looking glorius, was placed at the end to keep the kids in order. Rec at the front to lead the bunch.
Me - a banana and a glass of water for breakie. Got 2 walking poles ready; knowing that draging 30kg in July exhausted me on a 3K run. Masochistic me, supported by the sadists audience (who voted and encouraged me to drag 5 small car tyres) decided to up the weight to 37kg. Why did I do that? 'Cos I was too lazy to sort out the other 2 Olympic kids and Tam and Rec were ready!
Race Day: This was a "Disney" day and the devil in me came out to play. "Yes step right up folks come and join the TyreGirl Club 'cos we need more gang members. All you need is a desire to take your tyre to different places - up mountains, across the arctic plains, or just simply on a couple of marathons." Marie think about this - you could take a tyre to your first marathon :o) *Waves to Marie*
An energetic start to warm up
I started off with burst of energy - a slow jog! I was cold and taking off for 75m put a bit of heat back in. Throughout this burst of speed (more "!!!!") photographers ran into my peripheral vision and then ducked out. It was a little surreal, as if I was playing Zombies or some other shooting game!!!
Up to 1km, the tarmac terrain was smooth and reminded me of pulling a pulk over ice. This was great, and then the "strustrugi" pebble dashed pavement came along and suction cupped the tyres. I leaned foward even more, alas my body weight alone would not move the caterpillar train of tyres. If I leaned any further, I'd have to crawl on the ground. Instead I put my shoulders in and rugby scrummed my way forward and in my head a song began to play.....
Up at the Princess Diana Memorial Fountain there were crowds of people/families. Some guy asks me "What are you doing", I reply loudly "This is what happens when you're bad, so kids you BETTER be good" and I burst into evil laughter. A nervous girl looks at me and grabs her mother's hand. Unfortunately for the girl, mother decides to walk in my line of direction. The kid is not comfortable so I try to look nice instead!
At 40 mins had completed 2.5km, but this strustrugi pavement combined with bad body alignment meant that by 3km my back would start to niggle and shoulders would begin to burn. I was reduced to a slow shuffle. Thus it made me laugh when a parent called out to me to slow down! A little kid wanted to put some coins in Tam's bucket. Of course I stopped and talked to mother instead. It was a welcomed stop.
Arghh "pebble dash"......another song:
...but really in my head the words were "every gal needs a time away....just for a day....from her ty....yurrrs....".
Between 3-5kms, time flew by as I struggled with the terrain. Thank goodness for passerbys to keep me entertained (see below). I had taken nearly an hour for 2kms and it looked like doing another lap, would mean I would complete outside the 3 hour time limit After Adoption
(race organisers) had use of the park. I thus decided to end my race after 5kms (time: 1:37:20).
It's a really nice race, well organised, a great reusable goodie bag to go home with (medal, t-shirt, drink, lots of snack bars). Thank you to everyone who kindly donated and threw coins in my buckets......although credit cards and notes would have been better :-). Raised £42.66 for After Adoption.Chat Backs:
Thankfully NO-ONE said "you must be tired...har har" - I might have clobbered them with a tyre. Here are some quibs:
: Is anyone else doing this?Me
: There is a tyregirl club but today I drew the short straw.Runner
: Can I sit on your tyre and you take me?Me
: Sure and can I throw you off?Passerby
: Why are you doing this?Me
: My husband thought it was a good punishmentHelper
: Excuse me, you'd be better be careful...Me
: *I look confused*Helper
: The cops are just round the corner and you'll get pulled over for thin treads!
If you would like to make a donation to After Adoption, you can do that through www.VirginMoneyGiving.com/tyregirl