The Grizzly

The day dawned. The leg felt stiff but the Achilles fine, a quick massage on the start line fixed that and I was raring to go. (well almost)

The running club was very well represented and it was great to see everyone. Not all doing the 20 miles, some wiser members had opted for the cub which is 9 miles.

The weather was fine, warmish and the forecast was good as long as I did not hang around.

We were off and right away it was on to the beach, for a leg strength sapping start. I knew I would find this tough and knew the Achilles would not be happy, but took it steady and got to the end.

BeachThe little figure to the right with the yellow top and hat on is me! The hills behind us is where we will be going. (picture stolen from local paper)

Then it was up out of Seaton on the road before dropping down and then up again to Beer, then down the high street before climbing up again to the holiday park. The up down thing was very much the theme of the run!

Here I saw a few of my running buddies, dumping my jumper with my friend who was meant to be running with me, but had to pull out due to a chest infection putting pay to her training. Great to see some familiar faces and get a cheer out. The picture on the left shows the steepness of the hill, with the sea of runners, to the right the other side of the sea is the start line! The photo on the left shows I’ve still got a bit to go. At the top of this mountain is where this photo was taken

Meprobably the last time I smiled!

Next it was the drop down to Branscombe, down a very muddy track before doing our second stretch of the beach this time through water, freezing cold water.

waterNot me in the photo-obviously but gives you an idea what we ran through and on!

This was the 5 mile mark, here we could opt to do the cub, but I was feeling fine so carried on, it was really too early to go back.

On I plodded, chatting to other runners on the way.

Disaster struck at mile 10 in the woods. The mud was pretty bad and very gloopy. No point trying to avoid so I just ploughed through the middle, whilst doing this I stood on a rock and managed to kick it up, this banged in to my right calf muscle. Oh my that hurt. It brought me to an abrupt halt. I convinced myself to keep running, thinking it would ease off. It didn’t! I had given myself a dead leg.

A lovely fellow runner dug some painkillers out of his bag for me when he heard me ask a marshall if they had any, I had to take them with no fluid. They did not help. I hobbled, limped, walked on. Then we came to the infamous bog. To add insult to injury I slipped in, promptly sitting in the first entryway. I tried to follow club advice and stuck to the rope, pulling myself along, struggling to keep myself upright in knee deep goo. Then came a hill so steep and slippy the only way I could get up it was to use the rope down the middle to pull myself up (aah that’s why my shoulders ache).

At mile 14 there was cake. Not just any cake. Battenburg cake. Probably one of my favourite things to eat. This lifted my spirits along with someone telling me I could run 10k and that was all I had to go.

This sign was obviously put up just for me

signand I was not going to quit and be a DNF I was going to get to the end.

Eventually we were back at Branscombe and on the beach again at this point the calf let me know in no uncertain tones that running was not an option so it was a long slow walk to the Memory Tree.


Here I stopped took out my ribbon and tied it on a branch, knowing that my Grandparents would be stunned by what I was doing. Almost as stunned as I was!

Up we went then up the cliff on the stairway to heaven.


(The stairway to heaven is the climb up the side of the cliff to the top that can be seen in this photo)

Once we got to the top, oh my the wind was fierce, I struggled to stay upright and had to take my hat off or risk losing it for ever.

Home stretch now Shaz. But the weather changed at this point, gone was the sun and dry. Down came the rain, then hail.

As I came towards the finish line, few people remained, who could blame them in that weather. The only ones left, were members of the running club who had stayed behind just to see me in. They ran to the finish line with me before detouring off to meet me the other side, collecting my t-shirt for me and helped me get me in to some dry clothes, took four of us to get me in to two dry tops!

The t-shirt?

I love it. I love that it has the word survivor on it. Yes I survived and got to the finish.  Sheer stubbornness got me round. I am sure it is a great run, but unfortunately for half of it I was in too much discomfort to enjoy it.

The runners were lovely, the marshalls were amazing, organisation great, but it was the toughest thing I have ever done, tougher than childbirth AND both the Madams had big heads! No amount of training can prepare you for that mud and those hills but maybe just maybe if I start now, next year will be better.

(of course when I say now I mean when I can run, at the moment walking is tough!)





About shazruns

I have been running since 2004 when I decided to do the Race for Life, as a close friend was terminally ill with cancer. Following that I did a couple of 10km at Leeds castle and Sandringham. Then in 2005 ran my first London marathon, then another in 2007 in blistering temperatures. I have entered the London marathon every year since but have been rejected, am now find maintaining my fitness & motivation hard, so when the email came through about Janathon I thought why not! Am hoping this helps with fitness, motivation and weight loss!! Wish me luck!
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17 Responses to The Grizzly

  1. Total utter nutter!! well done Sharon, you is rock ‘ard finishing in those conditions with those injuries! and you even manage to take photo’s on the way round to share with everyone! how do you do that I can barely get my hankie out my bra when I’m running! RICE time me thinks 😉 I’m having a re-group with body and mind this week, together we can fill the airwaves with ideas of darts or carpet bowls! woohoo!! xx

  2. CeeJayKay says:

    Oh my can feel the total emotion reading that Shaz x like I said CHAMP babes!!! CHAMP! LOVE the tShirt!!! 20miles is bloody far in that!!!! Inspirational xxx

  3. winsometahn says:

    Oh my, you are seriously hardcore! 20 miles in that weather, that mud, up those hills, half with an injury? I am in awe. Well done. Now put you feet up & eat more Battenburg 😀

  4. You’re a star Shaz! Just to be at the start line and to contemplate all that makes anyone a winner and you finished! Hope that calf is getting better. I can’t imagine running over that pebbly beach, then hills, then mud…. Love the ribbons in memory of absent friends. You sure deserve that tee shirt!!!! I hope your friend who had to miss out due to the chest infection is feeling better.

  5. Wow…fantastic going! 20 miles including that much mud and water and hail. Proper good going!

    I’m so impressed that I won’t even mention the ‘drive’ weather at the beginning.

    Great photos. Well done.

  6. The old relic says:

    Well done from the dart playing relic (got the shot to win the match and the highest score) well done – your guts and determination come from your forebears!!
    Have a good recovery!!

  7. I take my hat off to you – I could never do that!! Well done!

  8. runtontorun says:

    awesome!! what an effort…rest those feet now!!

  9. Fantastic! Well done. What an amazing event to have done (the ‘have done’ bit being the key phrase!). Hope the recovery continues quickly. It sounds as though you’re suffering.

  10. Tubontherun says:

    A workmate ran the Grizzly and said nothing can ever prepare you for the hills. Well done on making it through (mad woman!).

    • shazruns says:

      It was by far the toughest thing I have EVER done. I agree about the hills. Certainly paying the price for finishing this one! Training for next years Grizzly starts as soon as I can walk!

  11. Pingback: From Hero to Zero and back again-what a week! | shazruns

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