road running (race) 1:19:32  13.1 mi (6:04 / mi) +184m 5:49 / mi
shoes: Adidas Boston
Woke up to enough snow to make getting off the drive a bit dodgy and it was still coming down so I left a little early knowing it would be OK driving a little lower down..
By the time I got to Helsby it was just freezing sleet....
Plenty of time for a decent warm up and there was a bag drop about 100m from the start so I stayed layered up until 10 mins before the start.
I felt pretty warm by the time I stood on the start line but couldn't believe the amount of runners just stood under a tree shaking like a shitting dog for 30 minutes before the start.
The got elbowed in the cheek on the startline which was my fault I guess...I probably should have gone a little further forward but I expected to be a bit further down the field.
That made me run a little hot from the start but I soon got in to a decent rhythm and first mile felt comfortable enough with a nice short climb to settle everyone down which I am sure you remember.
Already a nice group had formed at a round 6mm pace so I was happy.
A few miles in and the roads became a little more slippy in parts, a mixture of the sleet and farmers shit meant you had to pick a tyre track and stick to it.
Mile 5 and 6 felt less comfortable mainly due to some lanky chap weaving around in front of me who seemed intent on keeping me there...he turned the corners like a bus so I chose one of those to get some room back.
Mile 7 was good again running with two others who seemed up for sharing the front then as soon as there was a bit of climb the group that had been around me just vanished and I was left on my own...
I was working hard but then I was willing to push a bit harder to keep the pace up... by this time at The Wirral Half two weeks ago my hamstring def wasn't playing ball so i was feeling more confident.
Anyway..that mile wasn't easy mentally because the next group in front seemed too far to chase and I couldn't hear anyone around me.
I reckon I lost concentration for about 2 mins then a group of three joined me and the pace picked up again...
I was really glad of this and they seemed fresher than the last lot so I worked hard again to stay with them.
Over the next mile and a few downhills meant all of a sudden we had quite a few just in front.
the downhills worked really well in my favour and I made big ground on everyone I could see.
From 10 miles on I knew I could time trial myself to the finish dropping the group again and working past a handful of runners.
Last mile was one of those where a mixture of cold and effort meant I couldn't really feel my legs but could still run with decent form (I think)
I didn't really slow down at the finish grabbing my carrier bag of shite and running back to the tent to get changed.
Shocked myself that I could keep the effort and pace over that distance after slowing just a few weeks before.