Run race ((orienteering)) 1:53:10 [4] **** 13.8 km (8:12 / km) +480m 6:59 / km
spiked:27/32c
Last leg at Jukola. This always promised to be a bit of a physical epic; last leg at Jukola usually is. The advantage of doing it is that you're the one member of the team who can get a reasonably normal night's sleep (I was planning on the basis of a 7.30 start and ended up going out about 8.10). It was a somewhat daunting prospect and became more daunting when I woke up during the night when Kerrin came into our tent after his leg, and found out he'd done 110 - I thought he'd be close to 90. (All the times were long - the winners were 45 minutes slower than expected).
I've had a few good epics in recent weeks - I think making a good job of the Canberra marathon has given me a lot of confidence in my ability to handle races in the 100-110 minute range. This was no exception as I lasted the distance without too much difficulty; it was also a bit less physical than I thought it might have been after the model and reports from earlier runners, although some of that was because of the tracking, which in a few areas where legs 4, 5, 6 and 7 converged was almost as prominent as it was in the Canberra marathon.
There were too many mistakes to classify this as a good run, as I lost 1-2 minutes at each of 19 and 20, losing concentration on the first split section after a long common stretch where I'd been in (and often leading) a group as often as not. Also lost about 2 minutes at 9. Before the 19/20 losses I'd hoped to get under 110 but in the end had to settle for 113.
We didn't do quite as well as last time, ending up 231st (last time 184th). We were in the 300s for the first three legs but the three juniors, Ollie, Nick and Leon, all did an excellent job; I started 243rd and thought I might have had an outside shot at the top 200 if things went really well, but I think I'd have had to have gone sub-100 to pull that off.
It rained through the first three legs and at the end, and mud was not in short supply, although I avoided the worst of it (keeping an eye out for treacherous bogs after hearing of Simon spending 30 seconds trying to extricate himself from one).
Not an exceptional run, but still an encouraging one as an indicator of my potential to handle what's ahead.
Jukola is as big as ever in Finland - we saw a newspaper on the table when we stopped for lunch on the way back to Helsinki and it had the front page and a double-page spread in the sports section (and that was before the men had even started - the women run on Saturday afternoon). Also passed the electronic big screen and its truck on the rad, heading back to Sweden.
Next stop Oslo for the World Cups next weekend; fly across there tomorrow.