Day 4 – Belgium Marathon:

The most miserable day so far began with a 6 hour drive from Germany to Oostende in Belgium.  Once into Belgium we headed straight to the sea front of Oostende with the intention of running the 26 miles along the coastline towards France.  Running along a seemly never-ending costal route made this leg the most mentally challenging of the 5 marathons so far.  It seemed impossible to visualise the end and this had a negative effect on morale throughout.  Progress was slow and I must admit that we had to stop to ‘get a grip of ourselves’ on several occasions.  During this leg we hardly spoke to each other and were seldom close together, preferring to focus on individual thoughts which seemed to be largely based around the pains in our joints and legs.  We finished in a very upmarket Belgium town called Neiwport for some chips and Overall it was good to get this one down and get on to France.

Day 4 – German Marathon:

As we departed from Austria and entered Germany it became apparent that a rapid change of plan was necessary, due to the time it was taken to get between cities.  It was decided that by moving to Bergen (Germany) and running near Bergen-Belsen Concentration Camp instead of Nuremberg and switching Luxembourg for Belgium we would initially do a longer journey but then be left with much shorter time in the car. 

We arrived in Bergen at 03:00hrs left our kit and equipment in the car and with a quick shower, post marathon, retired to bed.  After a lie in and quick breakfast we kitted up and were ready to begin the German marathon by 12:30hrs.  At this stage, neither of us were keen to run but realised that the sooner we started the sooner we would finish, with this in mind we juddered into our stride.  The initial route out followed a painted line symbolising the walk that the Jewish communities made from there arrival at the Bergen rail head to Belsen Concentration Camp.  Quotes from survivors were painted next to the line which helped put into perspective our relatively small and temporary suffering.  This run was much easier than yesterdays as I think our minds are beginning to accept that our bodies are hurting and it is not going to change.  We are no longer excepting that we can not keep below 4 hours 30 mins, we did however manage to achieve 4 hours 33 mins, happy with that.

Current status – 4 legs in deeper stages of deterioration, 2 swollen and bruised ankles………….no scrub all that everything below the knees hurts!

Day 3 – Austrian Marathon:

We woke at 0730hrs and rapidly packed the car ready for the dash for the Austrian border.  Conscious of the large travelling distance between Vienna and Nuremberg we had chosen to run the Austrian 26 miles along the banks of the River Inn, the natural border between Austria and Germany.  This meant we had a 3 hour drive to the start line of the Austrian marathon then a further 3 hour drive to Nuremberg.  The Austrian marathon, our third in as many days was thoroughly miserable.  After the disappointment of the delays we had during the Prague marathon we were still keen to get another sub 4 hour 30 min marathon.  Using the www.runmap.net website the route was along the stunning River Inn toe path which gave us castles, churches, a mountain railway and a university town to rival Canterbury.  I hit my first serious wall of pain on the event so far on the 12th mile and every further mile was pretty cheeky.  To be honest I could not have been less interested in the scenery.  Without the help of Matt’s constant supply of nuts, jellies, mars bars and quick witted chat it could have been a different story but we finished on 4 hours 12 mins. Done, 4 left!

Current status – 4 legs in various stages of deterioration, 2 swollen and bruised ankles

Sainsburys Active Kids Vouchers  and Tesco for Schools and Clubs

We would like to thank everyone who helped collect the above vouchers for us this year. We sent off an astounding 12,742 Sainsburys Vouchers and just over 800 Tesco Vouchers.

We have now taken delivery of all the goods we ordered and look forward to making good use of the equipment in the following year especially as a lot of it was based on activities to tie in with the Olympics and so hopefully most of our members will be able to gain their Athlete or Sports badges as a result.

The Tesco vouchers came in particularly useful for craft items especially for the two new sections and we will be hoping to build on them again next year.

Auntie Beaver (Wendy Hurd)

The alarm sounded at 04:30 and when 3 sets of sleepy eyes opened, except Matt who completely chinned it off!  After a quick look round Al stated the opposite of what we were thinking, “Are we looking good to go?” As the eyes met it was clear that we were all exhausted with the travelling, lack of sleep and sore legs.  With only one hours travel time to Vienna for the next marathon it was quickly decided  that we would sleep till 09:00.

After breakfast we were set to go and in relatively short order and after a few team photo’s we falteringly stepped into something that represented a run. We both limped along forcing the blood to move around our legs, shaking out the kinks from the day before.  We were looking forward to running the newly planned route along the edge of the River Danube, and not along the howling cobbles of Prague and were both hoping for a more pleasant experience. As soon as we started along the tow path we could see we had made the right decision a smooth surface with no serious navigational dramas or  mist.  We actually were surprised and felt relatively comfortable. The route offered some amazing sights, Devin Castle, the River and some small mountains.  A good route choice takes the edge off a  growing psychological battle.  We were happy to get a time of 4 hours 19 mins, 21 mins faster than yesterday.

Current status – 4 sore legs, 1 blister taking shape and one sore ankle, Matt’s sore bottom has now made it onto his boxer shorts!

After four and a half hours sleep, I woke up at 0430hrs and started getting into my running kit, whilst shaking the others out of bed.  We were all ready and downstairs at 0500, not at all in the mood to be banging out a marathon and were ready at the start line by 0515.  Pitch black, misty and around freezing this was not the Prague I was expecting and it was quickly identified that the route we had initially planned was going to be a drama to follow, with all the buildings and street directions that do not generally conform the following of a GPS bearing.  So with this in mind we decided to sack following the watch and instead just bang out 26 miles, measured by the watch.  We arrived back at the hotel 4 hours and 38 minutes later after dealing with the frustrating city restrictions such as 8 miles of cobbled streets, 5 dead ends, a wrong turn on a island where the support rider (Matt) was misplaced, tram lanes, Matt falling off his bike and this was not to mention that we were trying to constantly find a suitable route. I am sure if you have a look at our honesty trace you will agree it might not have been the best chosen route. 

Current status – 4 sore legs, 1 sore bottom and a happy but tired driver…not too bad.

Another early morning prepping kit, this time ensuring we were not doubling up with excess equipment, packing the car and placing items into groups fora slick transition between marathons and countries.  After a hearty breakfast we all said farewell to Bergen (Germany), Naomi and Mr Bo and headed off towards our first marathon destination Prague, Czech Republic.  20 miles into the journey and we are already heading in the wrong direction and Al is complaining that he needs a wee stop.  Unfortunately the journey was another epic, lasting around 7 hours, poor old Darren who has to slog it behind the wheel for hours on end while the rest of us ‘get our nuts down’!  We arrived in a very dark Prague at 2100hrs and had time only for some final kit preparation, the briefest of sightseeing and a well deserved beer, in bed by midnight.

Malcolm

At 05:30hrs, Darren and I got the kit loaded into the support vehicle, ready for the journey across to Bergen (Germany). Matt having just finished his surprise work leaving party was dispatched to us in dribbling smelly mess by courier, whilst Mum (Lyn Medcalf) supplies a constant and well received flow of tea.

At the first stop, the Channel Tunnel we managed to break the boot latch, after much ingenuity and bungee cords the boot was finally secured shut, stopping the bike rack coming loose somewhere in France, Belgium and Holland.  Once on the Germany autobahn’s the big German cars ensured the we felt insignificant whilst transiting at a mere 90mph.  After 14 hours we finally arrived at Alex’s house at 21:00hrs, a truly epic journey. Alex’s offered the helpful comment of ‘Did you drive here in reverse?’  A feast of turkey fajitas and beer  awaited supplied by Naomi and Mr Bo Jangles, then off to bed for welcome sleep.

Malcolm