A couple of hours in to the race, Heather running with Vivian Cheng,
winner of the womens' 24 Hour race, with Simon Clendon fooling
around in the background.
winner of the womens' 24 Hour race, with Simon Clendon fooling
around in the background.
Everything went to plan for the first 4 hours. Heather stuck to her planned schedule of run 4 laps, walk 1 lap; and her pace was a consistent 8km/h. There was a brief bout of nausea during this period... perhaps too much electrolyte drink?? A break from any food and drink for a while and that came right.
4 hours brought the first change of direction and, for Heather, a change of dress! Heather's schedule also changed to a planned run 3 laps, walk 1 lap. This continued for another 10km before Heather was hit by a sustained bout of much more serious nausea. Heather had her challenges over the next few hours and I had mine! What to give her to eat? What not to eat? What would sit well? Gingernuts, cups of tea, chicken soup, grapes were all tried with varying degrees of success but none were the magic bullet.
The wind was strengthening and was cold. Not so much fun for the support crews sitting and standing around, but even less fun for the athletes. The cold head wind at the south end of the track was cutting through whatever layers the runners were wearing and seemed to be knotting up a lot of stomachs. The other end of the track was relatively sheltered, or at least a tail wind, and runners would overheat. As a result the runners were struggling to get their layers right and stay at a comfortable temperature, and many were suffering stomach problems. On one lap I walked with Heather I noticed a couple of large pools of vomit by the start/finish line!
I got Heather to layer up a bit more with a jacket and tights in the hope that might make a difference. The warmth did seem to help a bit, but as with everything else it was not the magic bullet!
Heather in her evening dress, but also jacket, gloves, and tights to
keep out the cold. Running beside the winner of the mens' 24 Hour
race, Graeme Butcher.
keep out the cold. Running beside the winner of the mens' 24 Hour
race, Graeme Butcher.
Heather continued to complete laps. At 11 hours she was 4km behind 3rd place. Seeing this she asked how many laps the gap was... that would be roughly 10 laps, but that is a lot to make up in the last hour. She was back alternating running and walking now and the laps kept ticking by.
With about 15 minutes to go I informed Heather that by my reckoning she had 6 1/2 laps to go to get to 75km. That was the spark she needed, and she suddenly found a new source of energy and determination. No more walking from here, and all the laps were run. We started counting down the laps, and Penny Kirkwood joined her to run the last few laps. Heather received her wooden block, I grabbed a warm top for her to put on when she'd finished, and I then joined her for what should be the last lap. Over the start/finish line for one last time, and Heather put on a big surge as we pushed towards that last half lap, still time on the clock so we just kept on going... and finally the hooter went when we were almost right outside our tent!
Heather had made up that 4km in the last hour, plus a little bit more. She finished in 3rd place, a little over 300m ahead of the woman in 4th. I was using my GPS as a backup timing device, and had managed to clock up 21.79km run and walked as I went backwards and forwards, did a few laps with Heather, multiple trips to the kitchen, etc!
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