When I run in the forest, I soar. Especially when I had been expecting a road race and ended up flying across dirt tracks, encompassed by thick trees, surrounded by fresh air and flowers and nature. It’s the most amazing feeling in the world.
For my birthday last month, my friend gave me a fantastic present – not only did she save up to buy me a brand new pair of running shoes, but she also got us both places in the Hever Castle Half Marathon.
Neither of us knew what to expect, but I was beginning to suspect it would be a little more hardcore than she had anticipated when I realised there was a triathlon on at the same time. Luckily, we were prepared – we ran 16k at Richmond Park the week prior, tackling the hills with ease.
But if that run had a max elevation of 56m and an elevation gain of 165m, yesterday’s half marathon features a max elevation of 84m and a gain of 301m. Understandably, I didn’t beat my personal best – one hour, 48 minutes – but, considering the difficulty, I did alright: 02:03:40.
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The weather was (almost) perfect. There was a little mud left over from Saturday’s rain, but for the most part, it was a fairly dry run – great for the forest parts, not so fantastic when you’re in direct sunlight ascending a slightly inclined field.
But honestly, I loved it. I was taken back to my favourite run that I’ve ever done – Stirnu buks. Even better, in some respects, because here I can honestly say I ran for time. We had originally planned to run the first 10k together and split up for the second half, but the narrow paths prevented us from doing so.
I have to admit, I’m glad they did. I ended up placing sixth among women (32nd overall) and first in my age category! Exciting.