Yesterday's adventure was a trip to the Shropshire hills for my first fell race, the Cardington Cracker. Hosted by Telford Athletics Club, it was 9 miles of hills hills and hills. Totalling just over 700m of elevation. I found after that this race was rated as an AM on the fell running scale. M meaning medium distance, ok, and A meaning no less than 50m climb/km, the toughest category 😬 For me the distance wasn't an issue, nor the elevation. The crux was the gradients. The accents were some of the steepest and longest I've encountered, absolute calf wreckers. Not leaving me tired but leaving me with legs that were saturated with lactic acid, making it very tough to get running once it allowed you to. I was going as fast as I could up the accents, pumping away up the hills but the experienced fell runners of all ages and genders left me gob smacked as they skipped past me like they were playing hopscotch 🏃 Anyways, I completed in 1hr 34min, 42nd place. Happy with that after a some recent thought training and a nippy Parkrun the previous day.
Pic 1 - the first real accent and one of the smallest of the 4
Pic 2 - me in the bright blue top on the right trying to crawl up said accent
Pic 3 - a view of the course
Pic 4 - elevation profile of the race