Immediately after finishing Saturday I started getting quite painful stomach cramps, not sure why, possibly a mixture of the ibuprofen, running quite hard having not run for a week, two shots of whiskey from our tour of Glen Grant distillery or something else. It was the worst I remember it being since Edinburgh braids 2017 - being sat on the toilet every 30 minutes is not a great way to introduce yourself to a friend's family. Anyway the result of this was that I didn't manage to eat as much food as I would have wanted to, even missing out on the scotjos cake stall as I felt like a ticking time bomb at both ends. At least my leg was feeling remarkably good and it was the stomach pain that woke me up a few times for some unproductive toilet time in the middle of the night instead.
I felt better come the morning but since Dave had bought the food for the weekend, I didn't get a say, breakfast was a porridge pot and some maple syrup, plus other sweet snacks he had stocked up on. The porridge was only about 200-300 calories and I would have wanted to eat at least 6 or 700 (guessing), ideally more given I had missed out last night. But the food available was all too high in sugar so I was worried about having too much of it which would trigger a hypogycaemic reaction and make me faint and dizzy whilst running. So I settled for a couple of chocolate elevenses bars which are full of sugar but didn't let myself have anything else. In hindsight I should have taken something to eat after 20-30 minutes on the course. But I did think I would manage. In future I will be awkward and sort myself out for breakfast to avoid happenings like this.
I decided against more ibuprofen before the race and didn't bother with the deep heat either. The first half of the race was very solid for me, but getting into the southern area with more heather I was struggling physically, I fell over a lot as I was getting tired and wasn't picking my feet up enough - and I'm definitely not forest fit! From 14 tiredness of my legs dictated my orienteering, avoiding the initial climb and taking a silly slow and long route to 15. Then from 17/18/19 I was rapidly running out of energy and also noticing the pain in my right leg a lot more. From 20 onwards I was really struggling and finding it hard to read the map properly and knew all my best efforts in the first half were going to waste. Managed to find all the points with no dreadful mistakes which was a success at this point, although I was only walking for about half of this (annoying as this was the most runnable part of the forest). I did get confused running to the last control to find that my flag didn't have an si box. I then looked up and saw the start pens and realised that this was actually the start flag and not control 26. This best represents my state of mind at the end.
I then bought a ginger chocolate tiffin and chocolate chip banana bread from the cake stall which were much needed. I don't remember much water at all on the course but my feet were soaked and cold and it took about 4 hours to regain full feeling in my toes, not sure why but I couldn't warm my toes up. https://www.moravian.routegadget.co.uk/rg2/#180&am...