A new player has entered the challenge: Super Kev. Previously the most dangerous goalkeeper Gosford’s “red gra'” has ever seen, he is now a keen runner. Despite someone (who shan’t be named, Johnny) suggesting he begin back at Land’s End due to his late acceptance into the run/walk/bike challenge, he joins with 149 miles in the bank, having reached Walton, Somerset.
Since the last update everyone has made some progress, albeit all but Kev and Chris reaching the per-week quota required. It is still early days.
You will notice that Chris isn’t on that map. He now gets his own, having passed his home in Witney, the Six Bells in Kidlington, and is now headed to the midlands, currently nearing Royal Leamington Spa.
Next week let’s all try and surpass the 16M needed to stay on target. Keep up the good work.
It was suggested yesterday that we all contribute to the blog and I heartily agree. This was the first submission, which may, or may not, have been from Johnny.
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I woke up this morning remembering the promise I set myself last night — today you become the local legend.
This daunting task seemed like a pipe dream before I set out on this task. But here I am. I think I worked it out correctly, once my run ends today, and it syncs to Strava, that label gets attached. The local legend. Ok, I admit the route isn’t that popular, but the task is still not the low hanging fruit you might be led to believe.
Last nights preparations paid off, my kit was on the floor ready for me, gels in hand, and isotonic drinks aplenty – but I start to doubt myself, was this the right choice?
It seems milder than I first thought. Anyway, I lace up and start.
The humidity felt higher than normal – not that I was complaining but maybe my focus on that made me forget about the terrain. Very bobbly and had to have my wits about me, I don’t like having to focus looking down on what I thought was familiar territory.
Strong start given the conditions, I hit the main stretch, long downhill with a dogleg left. I had to catch my breath, maybe I was going too fast, only needed 10 seconds, needed to get back into sync. I also put U2 back onto Spotify – not my favourite band of all time, but my running jam. I try and pick up the pace every time Bono breathes in sharply. It’s funny how we get motivated.
The end is in sight and yes, I did it. Local legend.
Great Britain, a land of strange people and stranger place names. Already we’ve passed through the understandable Land’s End, Canon’s Town, Victoria, and Pool, while also taking in the harder to fathom Indian Queens, Gulval, Marazanvose, and Lanivet.
So why are our town names so vastly different in origin? Here’s the map men to explain (most pertinent part starts at 2:30):
In collating the data for the virtual challenge, I created a list of all counties along the route and how many miles we cover in each. In doing so I discovered that the concept of a County is not quite as simple as I thought. There are the historic counties that have changed over time (including going out of existence) and administrative counties which may, or may not, be focused purely on a large city. Historic and administrative counties may also be used interchangeably, at least from what I can tell. I’m mostly confused.
All that said, here’s the route based (from what I can tell) on “historic” counties:
County
Total
Running Total
Cornwall
71
71
Devon
53
124
Somerset
53
177
Wiltshire
24
201
Gloucstershire
15
216
Oxfordshire
41
257
Warickshire (with a dip into and out of the West Midlands)
37
294
Staffordshire
43
337
Cheshire
32
369
Lancashire
52
421
Cumbria
66
487
Dumfries and Galloway
37
524
Scottish Borders
39
563
West Lothian
4
567
Edinburgh
8
575
Fife
15
590
Perthshire and Kinross
72
662
Highland
199
861
I also discovered that my knowledge of county locations is dreadful. So, feel free to review the map below and see how many you can name.
Three weeks down and people are settling down into their routines. The totals to date are:
Carlin – Gulval (9 Miles)
Chris – Withleigh (111 Miles)
Dave – Belowda (43 Miles)
Johnny – Marazanvose (32 Miles)
Matt – Pool (21 Miles)
Tom – Victoria (44 Miles)
Hardy continues to make a mockery of the concept of pacing or weekly quotas, blasting through Devon, only stopping for a Devonshire cream. Meanwhile the rest of the pack wind their way up through Cornwall. Here’s a close look:
Some niggles have begun to creep in with Carlin complaining about two flat tires, David of a gammy knee, and Matt taking a week off. Johnny has adopted the slow and steady wins the race approach, with leisurely lunchtime walks.
I’ll drop some screenshots of where each of us is later this week.
Dropping another half marathon, Chris has now entered the second county on the route. Covering 49 miles of the journey, Devon (or Devonshire) marks the first time we leave the beautiful A30, for more rural roads, like the B3215.
So, what else does Devon have to offer? Here’s what Chat GPT says are the highlights of Devon summarized in one paragraph:
“Devon is a county in southwestern England, known for its picturesque landscapes, rugged coastline, and charming villages. With a rich history dating back to prehistoric times, Devon boasts historic sites such as Dartmoor National Park, famous for its granite tors and wild ponies. The stunning Jurassic Coast, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, showcases dramatic cliffs and fossil-rich beaches. Visitors can explore the historic city of Exeter, with its medieval cathedral and Roman city walls, or relax in the quaint seaside towns like Torquay and Salcombe. Devon offers a mix of natural beauty, cultural heritage, and outdoor activities, making it a popular destination for those seeking a diverse and captivating experience in the heart of the English countryside.”
One hundred and fifty-eight miles. The combined distance traveled by the Lyne Road Running Club this year. A glorious start to a cracking challenge.
Hardy continues to set the pace….
…stretching his legs over the beautiful Bodmin Moor.
Meanwhile the mere mortals continue from Cornish town to Cornish town up the A30.
Carlin is seeing Penzance and St. Micheal’s Mount‘s disappearing causeway for the first time.
While Johnny, Matt, and Dave have recently visited Camborne and the surrounding towns. By visited, I mean trek along the A30 and see mostly hedgerows.
The lack of footpath has me questioning Google’s algorithm for “walking” from Land’s End to John o’ Groats. Perhaps the coastal path eludes their database.
Tom, somewhat on his own, is in Three Burrows passing the local coffee shop, which may or may not be causing a traffic jam.