I arrived in Chamonix on the 21st of August and
headed for fellow Team Raidlight athlete Ute Baird and husband Andrews
apartment. They had very kindly offered to put me up for a few days until I met
several other British athletes and we moved into a chateau we had rented for a
week. Summer in Chamonix had not been great compared to previous years but I
timed my arrival very nicely with a great weather window; a window of running
opportunity in the surrounding mountains.
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| The start and finish arch of the UTMB 2014 |
Ute knows the area very well and over a coffee showed me
some great routes on the Chamonix valley map. To cut a long storey short over
the next few days I was like a kid in a sweet shop exploring the beautiful
area. I was clocking up 5 hour days with around 1200-1800metres of ascent each
day. The mixture of sun, views, mountain air and new trails for me kept me
smiling all the time I was out running and exploring. It was on the evening of
the third day out that I realised I had a problem, both Achilles where
throbbing with pain. Whoops I may have overdone it somewhat. The worrying thing
was that I had never had a problem with my right foot until now, 5 days before
the start of the UTMB! Doh and double doh! I had previously torn my left
Achilles last year and had been battling with it again this year (along with
other injuries and illness-see previous blogs) and the one thing I have learnt
is that the only thing I can do is rest and ice it; with appropriate calf
muscle stretching. So that’s what I did. Ute also recommended a sports therapist
in Chamonix; so I booked in with them on the Wednesday before the Friday race
start.
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| A day out playing up the Brevent prior to the UTMB; and its Seb Chaigneau and crew doing a shoot for Garmin |
I could feel the strain in the Achilles when just simply
walking on it. I was getting worried that my UTMB experience would be very
short lived. So whilst walking around the UTMB Expo show I called in the Active
Patch 4U stand and they put around 8 of their patches on me in various
locations and to further back things up I then called in the Raidlight stand
where Team Raidlight Japan were present and they fixed me up with some kensio
tape on both Achilles. So when I rolled up to the start of the UTMB on Friday,
I had Actives patches, Kensio tape and calf compression guards on in the hope
that would do the trick along with the physio I had had a couple of days before
in keeping the strains at bay.
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| Raidlight Stand at UTMB expo, with a bountiful supply of kensio tape! |
So race day arrived and I arrived at the start to be greeted
with a sea of other competitors sitting down taking position to get in line for
the mass start of 2300 runners. Just as the Elite runners were coming out to
take their places in the reserved patch up front, the rain started. Most people
reached for the waterproof tops but I was quite happy with the rain, as it was
still quite warm. I decided to leave my waterproof in my Olmo 5 Raidlight
backpack and just go with the gillet and arm warmers.
At 5.30 we were off…..well the elites were I think it took
me another 6 minutes to get under the starting arch. However, I was not
stressed by this as I had already made my mind up my sole objective was to
complete the UTMB. Time was irrelevant, I backed this up by not wearing a watch
and in fact from that moment on until I finished I hadn't a clue what time of
the day it was. The atmosphere in Chamonix when the UTMB starts is just quite
simply amazing. The amount of people that line the course out of town is breath
taking as is both the noise and applause they give the competitors. It was so
much fun just running down and hi five(ing) children and people, who were also
so happy to just spectate and join in the carnival atmosphere.
So I jogged on down to Les Houches along the first 10km of
the course which is fairly flat and just kept a steady pace and weaved in and
out of people on route. The crowds were back out at les Houches so I
immediately went into child mode and put both arms out pretending to be a plane
diving from one side of the road to another hi five(ing) kids either side. I’m
not sure who was laughing more, myself or the kids (and yes I made aeroplane
noises as well, ha).
After the village centre it was time to grab the trekking
poles off my back and put them into action. The first proper climb of the UTMB
started as we divert to our left from the road and head up to Le Delevret. The
rain continued to come down as I continued to go up. As long as I maintained a
constant forward motion I was warm enough and therefore happy enough with
everything. This was pretty much the theme for the rest of the night except I
had my first experience of runners “stomach issues”. Yep, no need to go into
detail but between Saint-Gervais and Les Chapieux I had about 5 unplanned
stops. I think had I been time and raced focused this may have had a larger
negative impact on my run than it did. I just simply thought to myself that as
long as I was going forward then in didn’t really matter. I did however, focus
on getting more solid food into me at the check points on route and
concentrated on remaining hydrated.
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| See told you it was wet to start with! |
This all helped pass the time and after Les
Chapieux things had pretty much settled down. So I could trot on nicely without
the trots (sorry couldn’t resist that one ha). It was also around here that I
bumped into a few other Brit runners including Nicky Spinks (whom I had had the
pleasure of helping out on her Paddy Buckley Round in her quest to get all 3
ladies records for the 3 big UK rounds). I exchanged a few words with Nicky but
then we kept just trotting on in the dark and rain at our own pace and feel. From
Arete Mont Favre it’s a nice descent pretty much down to Courmayeur. The last
section was quite steep though and I remember having to dive to one side on the
single track to let two lady runners come hurtling past me. I remember thinking
they must have quads of steel as well as very dextrous reactions as it was
still night and the track was full of tree roots exposed at intervals along the
steep switch backs.
I must admit I was happy to get to Courmayeur, it had been a
wet night and I was doing my best drowned rat impression and it was great to
get my drop bag for a change of clothes. After a short while Nicky Spinks came
in and sat down with me as we both tucked into plates of race aid station
pasta. Nicky was worried that sitting around a lot would make her struggle to
get going again. So within 10minutes she was gone and back out onto the course.
I was impressed once again by her tenacity. I decided to take my time. I ate as
much as I could stomach, went the wash room, had a good wash/scrub and changed
my clothes. I also decided it was time for music, so I got my ipod wired up.
After 30 minutes I decided to hit the road again and left Courmayeur….5minutes
later I was back to grab my cup of tea I had left, wally!
I think the course markings were a little thin on the ground
in Courmayeur and although I roughly knew the way (I had stayed there 2 years
previously when doing the Tor Des Geants) I did get slightly lost until a local
dustbin man pointed me in the right direction. Once I was on the road to the
Refuge Bertone path I knew where I was and immediately relaxed singing along to
Placebo songs…..much to the amusement of a competitor I passed as I came out
with the immortal lines of “A friend with breasts and all the rest, A friend
who’s dressed in leather”…..As I hit the chorus of “Days dawning, skins
crawling, pure morning” the day was indeed dawning and the head torch was removed.
When I arrived at Refuge Bertone I had to take a few minutes
to take in the views, they were simply breath taking. The last time I was here
was when I was competing in the Tor Des Geants, it was night time with snow all
around, no great amazing views of the mountains but the sky was completely
clear and the night sky blazed for one and all, with and unfathomable amount of
stars beaming down to our little planet. I then thought of the sepsis that had
been steadily blazing up my leg also 2 years ago on that event (see previous
blog); quick shudder and it brought me back to the present.
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| Doing my Caveman/Werewolf impression on route to Bonatti |
I realised it was now
time to run. I knew it was good path to Refuge Bonatti so I made the most of
the cool morning conditions and got into a nice running stride whilst also
taking in the views. This was my favourite section of the UTMB course with a
very impressive looking Mont Blanc to my left dazzling in the morning sun. It
was somewhere along this section I passed Nicky again. A quick exchange of
words but I kept going with the flow this time and plodded onto Bonatti. On the
descent from there to Arnuva I then caught up with another Brit and fell
running friend Lee Knight. “Aye up” I said and then we waffled on to each other
for a while and into Arnuva. Lee said his drive had gone. He had got stressed
out about keeping up with a planned schedule he had and due to the slow mass
start had been constantly on the back foot chasing his split times. “I’m still
flipping finishing” or words to that affect he said. “I want that finisher’s
gilet”. We left the aid station together and Lee produced his profile sheet so
we could see what was coming up next….whoops Grand Col Ferret, the highest
point of the course. I told Lee I was just running to feel and at that moment
in time I felt Ok, so I continued to ascend at my chosen pace, as at the back
of my mind I must admit I was then beginning to think that I would like to be
back in Chamonix before it was daft O’clock at night.
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| Arnuva to Grand Col Ferret |
I really enjoyed the
descent from the Grand Col Ferret to La Fouly, once again great running with
some great views. However, the section from La Fouly to Champex lac was not as
enjoyable for me. It must have been getting around mid-day or later as the sun
was getting hot and I was beginning to cook. I’m not a runner who does well in
hot conditions. I did quite a bit of walking in this section, particularly in
the exposed areas. By the time I got to Champex Lac I felt blah! I had been
going through a lull for about an hour or more. Help was at hand though. Ute
and Andrew had volunteered to crew for me at the later aid stations. This was
brilliant, as I rolled into the aid tent Ute had already got my stuff laid out,
and just simply asked what food and drink I would like. I let her know and the
next minute it appeared. Brilliant I could just keep my backside on the bench
and moan about how rubbish I felt! Ute reminded me that there was only a
marathon to do now and everyone feels rubbish after 70 something miles…….as
I've never raced a 100 mile race before I couldn't argue with that one so just
accepted my fate. I had also been talking to Dakota Jones who was sat opposite
me. Things hadn't been working out for him and he was regrouping himself for a
continuation. He suggested that we both leave together, well I didn't need to
be asked twice. As far as I was concerned it was a great privilege to be able
to travel a while with such a talented runner. That’s the one thing I totally
adore about this sport; when we race we all line up on the same start line and
run the same course no matter if we are elites, good club runners mid packers
or back packers. How many amateur footballers can play with the pro’s, how many
amateur golf players can play with the pro’s etc etc, yet in the world of
ultra-running we can all be lined up together to run the same course at the
same event. We all share the same passion and the same love for a sport and
then subsequently also share it in our racing.
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| Descent to Vallorcine, with La tete aux vents in the background Photo Simon Ellis |
After a few miles of further
descent from Champex Lac aid station Dakota concluded that his legs were not as
ready to commence the pounding as he initially thought they were. He decided it
would be best if he turned back, so we shook hands and parted company. Ute and
Andrew managed to intercept him at the top of the road climb we had descended.
I then saw all 3 of them next at Trient. I can’t remember much about the then
ensuing section apart from thinking “blimey this is taking some time,….huff,
puff” and “look out rock, look out tree root and ooooo stream…..chuck water
over head”. But eventually Trient aid station did appaear and once again Ute sorted
me out. I thought I was going a bit delirious when I arrived as I thought I had
entered a disco, but no when I looked to my left there was a dj mixing tunes
and getting down with the groove….although it was tempting to bust a move or
two I decided to leave my dancing till later and headed out onto the course
still feeling rather grim. The saving factor of this next section was that the
course goes straight into an ascent up to Catogne. J’adore ascents! The ascents
I could manage and they gave time for me to digest food and get back into a
rhythm. It was the descents that were taking the toll on my feet and quad,
despite me taking it “easy”. By the time
I got to Vallorcine I had perked up though as I could smell home; Chamonix was
not far away and only the ascent to La tete aux vents stood in my way.
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| Leaving Vallorcine with cup of tea in hand..happy Photo Andrew Baird. |
I left Vallorcine aid station (where once again Ute and
Andrew Baird had crewed for me) with a cup of tea in my hand feeling quite
happy that Chamonix was in striking distance. Barring a major disaster I knew I
could finish the race and that if I got a wiggle on I may just make it before
nightfall. After I had finished my tea I started to speed up and much to my amusement
I was greeted with a cowbell and lots of applause from Ute, Andrew and other
brit competitors from the CCC and OCC, Simon & James Ellis, plus Jayson
Cavill and Kim England at Col des Montets. Haha that made me laugh and gave me
an extra burst to get up La tete aux vents as quickly as possible. It worked
well and I was passing a number of other competitors on the way up. Between La
tete aux vents and Flegere it became apparent that although I was moving quick
I was not going to beat the dark to Chamonix. Darkness descended quickly on
that leg but I could just make enough of the trail out to get to the Flegere
check point without stopping for my head torch. I came into the check point and
asked for a coke in English. There were two other competitors in there as well
and they looked at each other and said “I think it was time we left now”. I
turned and looked to see one had a union jack on his number before they left. I
had a little to eat and then dug my head torch out and dropped all the
batteries on the floor. One of the aid station ladies was great, she took the
torch of me so I could finish my tea and collected the batteries up and put
them in the torch for me. Time to go. I left that last aid station thinking
wouldn’t be able to catch anyone and indeed initially I could see no head torch
lights. That final section is a great woodland switchback run with lots of
rocks and roots; in the dark quite technical, but great fun. I just started
smiling to myself because I could see the lights of Chamonix below and then
suddenly I caught a glimpse of a head torch. This spurred me on and quickly I
overtook someone and then within a couple of more minutes I was running behind
someone else. I went past them but this time they gave chase. Not today I
thought to myself. I started to accelerate and for the next few minutes I could
see a head torch light still following me! Faster we both went (it certainly
felt as though I was at 5:30 mile pace or quicker) and suddenly 2 more
competitors were overtaken. “Bravo, allez, allez!” shouts one. When I reached
Chamonix I decided to not let up even though I could not sense the other runner
know. I finished in 28hours and 6mins to a great reception from a fantastic
crowd plus all the brits I was staying with in Chamonix along with Ute and
Andrew. What an atmosphere, awesome! It was just as well I kept moving at a
good pace as the next person to finish was Brit Dan Lawson (winner of Ultra
Trail South West 100mile and the Ridgeway Challenge 85mile) and he was only
1min 40seconds behind me. So it looks like that for the last section of the
UTMB my goal of completing went out of the window and I was definitely
competing at the end; once a track runner always a track runner ha.
What an amazing experience the UTMB was. I certainly had
some low points but overall it was a joyful journey full of beautiful sights
and beautiful people. I consider myself extremely lucky to have been able to
partake in the race and experience all 104miles and 9600metres of ascent of it!
If you are thinking about doing the UTMB, OCC, TDS, or CCC then stop thinking
and get applying. You won’t regret it.
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| Speaking to James Ellis (2nd Junior man CCC) after finishing Beer in hand! Photo Simon Ellis |
Kit used:
Head: Buff
peak cap and Buff bandana
Backpack:
Raidlight Olmo 5
Waterproofs:
Raidlight Ultra light top and bottoms
Longsleeve
top: Raidlight Wind stop top
T-shirt:
Raidlight Ultra light top x2 (change Courmayeur)
Gilet:
Raidlight
Arm warmers:
Raidlight (used until Courmayeur)
Gloves:
Raidlight
Shorts:
Raidlight Ultra light till Courmayeur then Changed to Team Buff ones
Leggings:
Raidlight ¾
Calf Guards:
Team Buff compression
Socks:
Injinji
Shoes: Hoka
rapa nui
Poles: Black
diamond Ultra z poles
Race day Nutrition:
Food from
aid stations plus the following;
3 torq gels
2 sis gels
3 shot
blocks
8 chocolate
Bounty bars!
7 things that worked for me on the UTMB
1.
Eat as much as possible; especially items that are salty
2.
Use coke or pepsi to settle my stomach.
3.
Always exit an aid station walking, I try to allow a few minutes for my stomach
to settle. This works well when ascending out of an aid station but a little
more difficult when descending.
4.
Use sticks on descents as well as ascents.
5.
Always take the descents easy for the first 75% of the race; overtake mainly on
ascents.
6.
Always look for a positive out-look, (even when I had the trots I just thought
great it means my pace will be slower and I can have a breather for a bit) and
take time to smile/laugh.
7.
Bounty chocolate bars! They work better for me for delivering energy than
gels.....but then again I love chocolate and coconut ha!
Special thanks
to Ute and Andrew Baird for crewing for me at the final 3 aid stations and all
their other help prior to the race. Dakota Jones for inspiring me to get off my
arse at Champex-Lac. Simon Ellis for photos and videos at Vallorcine and
Chamonix. James, Jayson and Kim for cowbells & cheering on at Vallorcine. J
PS. As for
the Achilles, I had a few niggles on route but overall they held up, so massive
thanks to Chamonix Sports Therapists, Active Patch 4U, Team Raidlight Japan and
Team Buff UK for the calf guards.
PPS Lee did get his finishers Gilet
PPS Lee did get his finishers Gilet
