There was a 400-strong bunch in the half marathon, and as we were due to start we could see the first of what I think were the ultra-marathoners just popping up over the crest of the hill and making the steep, grassy descent back into Lulworth look like a breeze. We waited until the first few came storming past to rapturous applause and then the gun went.
Normally at this point I would make a joke about setting off too fast, but when 400 people attempt to run up an enormous hill at the same time, there's nothing very fast about it whatsoever. It was however, a lovely opportunity to get warmed up and have a bit of a chat.
Looking back to Durdle Door |
The path emerged from the trees and another flat section led along the fence line, but with a single-file line of people, the pace didn't quicken. There were a few chaps behind me who were kicking off about it being too slow and ranting about why people were walking, but there wasn't any way of getting around so moaning wasn't going to get them anywhere. Personally I was glad for the rest and took the chance to gaze into the stunningly beautiful blue waters below.
The flatness was broken with another steep descent on a staircase. I got into a lovely little rhythm of hopping quickly downwards, whilst the ranty men who had been behind tried to overtake everybody on the less-trodden slope to the right. I couldn't resist a wry smile as they both fell on their backsides and got left for dust.
I was surprised how slowly people were tackling the hills. As a runner, I like to walk as little as possible and if I do have to walk, I'll hike as energetically as I can. I loved trekking up the steep climbs, balancing precariously on the edge of the path as I teetered past the less enthusiastic.
After a lot more up and down, we hit a flat section. At least I thought it was a flat section but a review of the garmin data tells me it was definitely still uphill, which is a relief since I ran it like a granny (an unfit granny). This track led to the bizarre little village of Tyneham and onto the Monastery Lane climb. It was somewhere just after the long, toe-crunching descent that I realised I had just done a half marathon and was still nowhere near the end of the race.

Frankly, getting 16.5 miles for the price of 13.1 is an absolute bargain. It was a really fabulous event and definitely lived up to it's 5/5 severity rating!
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