Road to the desert...

It's almost here, a matter of days away as opposed to years and months. I have been measuring out bags of granola and milk powder into little plastic bags, labelling everything by it's day to be eaten and calorie content; going all out Howard Hughes basically, minus the peeing into milk bottles. Despite all this it still doesn't feel real....yet.

I have had a great week or so leading up to the event. My girlfriend Tiffany has visited me and as a keen runner herself (watch out triathlon scene) she has been running with me which is always a pleasure. It's been awesome spending the evenings cooking, going out for meals watching a movie etc. instead of compulsively researching lighter kit, how to pack a running bag, where are the toilets in the desert etc. She is very good at distracting me from my MdS curse. Also I had my parents and nan come down to deepest Devon where we enjoyed some pub grub and they wished me well on my travels. I appreciate the stress and strain an event like MdS can put on friends and family, but I'm lucky to have a great bunch surrounding me who want me to enjoy the experience and do well (none more so then my new work colleagues, thanks guys!)

My tapering tactics over the last 10 days have been ruled by how I feel on a day to day basis. I'd go on a 10K if I felt good, I would stay if the legs were tired. That's pretty much it. I had such a top run out with Tiffany and Tiago (who is running a 52 mile event in May!) this week, I actually enjoyed training again! I'm off out for a 5 miler today with Tiffany, slightly because I feel I need to keep the muscles ticking over and slightly because I feel guilty about that Devonshire cream tea yesterday!

Triple Chicken

My bag is packed, 17,000 calories and limited luxury. It went into my 20l backpack surprisingly easy and currently weighs around 6.8 kg. I expect that with the essential pieces of kit handed out in the desert, plus water, it will weigh around 9kg. Joy.

The Kit

All in

I would just like to thank everyone who has donated to my JustGiving page thus far, supporting both me and the mighty RSPB. I bloody love all of you! If you haven't yet and would like to donate here is the link. Cheers! 

http://www.justgiving.com/JackRuns2013

Driving to Gatwick today and will meet up with the Northern Tent comrades tomorrow which will no doubt be a laugh. A night in 5 star luxury, admin checks in the desert and then on Sunday I begin the hardest challenge of my life. Bring it.

Keep Right On

Back in the game...

After many physio sessions, cycling outings, leg exercises and core workouts I have been running injury free for the last 4 weeks now. Starting off at low mileage and gradually working my way up to around 8-9 miles. It has been hugely frustrating as I have felt fine during the runs but my number one priority is to get to the start line injury free.

Over the last two weeks I have had to juggle moving to Devon, starting a new job, finding somewhere to live and organising MdS stuff. It's been a whirlwind! I managed to fit my training in whenever I could, even running to my house viewings! On my first day off I left my new house with a 6kg backpack into glorious Devon sunshine and headed for the coast.

26.4 miles later I had ran through wind, rain, and hail but it was brilliant! Running is so much easier when the backdrop is as distracting as the Exe Estuary. I hope I can still appreciate the beauty of the Sahara during the gruelling moments and harness that to pull me through.

It's good to know my fitness has remained during the running lay off and it was a real confidence booster to get out there and get the miles in. Obviously, it's never ideal to get injured during training but I feel refreshed and at the end of the day this event was never going to be easy, your'e either going to do it or your'e not and there's no doubt in my mind that I can finish the Marathon des Sables.

From this point i'll carry on running steadily over the next week, take a visit to Braunton Burrows sand dunes and get some back to back middle distance running in but from that point on it will be about rest and preparation. It's so close now I can't wait!

On a really important note, I finally got round to setting up my fundraising campaign! I will be running the Marathon des Sables for the RSPB. The RSPB is an amazing organisation and charity that speaks up for nature in the UK and further afield, conserving wild places through science, campaigning and public engagement. We all have a responsibility to protect our green spaces and by sponsoring me on my relatively mini trans-saharan migration you will be 'Stepping up for Nature' and making me very happy! The smallest contribution makes a difference and will be greatly appreciated. Here's the link to my JustGiving page. Cheers!

http://www.justgiving.com/JackRuns2013

Keep Right On

Jack

Devon Runner (Glasses!)

The Injury

I thought I was invincible; running 5 days and 50 - 60 miles a week. It had become joyful routine, mid distance in the week, long distance (20+) at the weekend and I genuinely enjoyed it. Sure, after clocking up the miles muscles ached and fatigue set in but it all passed once Monday (rest day) came along. I was progressing through my training programme nicely and eagerly anticipating my first Ultra Marathon in Anglesey on the 19th of January.

9 miles or so into a 24 mile run I noticed a slight discomfort mid shin on my right leg, as if it were bruised. I presumed I'd knocked it earlier in the day and soldiered on finishing the 24 miles, tired but comfortable. The first steps the next morning were tender ones, with sharp pains coming from my right shin. It eased up as the day went on and I dismissed it as acclimatisation pain, this is what it feels like after running 24 miles, right? 

I ran through the discomfort for the next 4 days, thinking I could power through it like other niggles I had experienced. Discomfort turned to intense pain however with a certain spot on my shin too painful to touch. On Christmas morning I covered 4 miles on the treadmill and every foot landing was agony.

A trip to the physio and a suspected stress fracture. I have done no running in almost 4 weeks and missed my Ultra Marathon debut. Naturally I was completely gutted, demotivated and seriously considering deferring my registration to the 2014 event. After some helpful talks with Lia and Sara at RunningSahara I banished those thoughts and cracked on with my glute and cardiovascular exercises to maintain fitness and build overall leg muscle; thus spreading the strain more efficiently across the leg. It's no substitute to running and I may have to re-calculate my MdS ambitions in terms of finishing time but I'm desperate to get to the start line, injury free.

I feel no pain when walking now, not even going up/down stairs. Ill give my leg as much time as possible though and look to start running again first thing in February. It seems several of the MdS runners have picked up similar injuries at the same time, just as the total miles per week tally gets near its peak. Although its obviously a set back, this injury has been a learning curve. The body clearly has its limits, limits that can be overcome, but it will let you know when to draw the line if you're listening. In the future I will take every niggle or discomfort seriously and look to nip it in the bud as soon as possible, even if it means taking a week or two off.

I'm already planning my running endeavours after recovery, with a trip to Merthyr Mawr sand dunes and the Pembrokshire coastline before the pre MdS taper begins. I can't wait.

Keep Right On