Stephen

Well the full story. I woke up this morning coughing my guts up having got my daughters cold, with my final training run on Tuesday leaving me in agnogy in my shins this was a real blow to my confidence but the show must go on as they say. Up at 6am to do all things I have to get done each morning and at 7.15 my dad (staying over ATM) gave me a lift down to the start line. The start line a mixture of feelings, firstly my mates who I started this journey will had all long given up leaving me the last stubborn one standing, alone in the starting pen. Coughing my guts up I realise I'm missing the safety pins for my number, the marshal was uninterested but thankfully a woman lent me two. At this stage I'm confused, the mixture of people around me is as diverse as you could get in terms of psychal health. That first mile I was just praying that my leg pain didn't reappear. After three miles I decided I was in the clear, no pain and the heavy breathing had cleared my throat and started to up the pace. I just stuck to the plan aiming for 8 and a half minutes per mile. Then I hit it, the first proper hill. That's when things turned, people started dropping like flies. That next mile I sailed along, enjoying the flat ground. And before I knew it I was half way. I could see the end now at the other end of the bay, except the corse turned and headed back the way we came. I took this picture on the first pier, sweaty isn't even close. My legs started to wear with three miles left, that second pier which I forgot was coming was a serious blow, I'd seen the finish line and then run away from it adding another half a mile. That last mile was painful. Not as painful as the woman in front of me who shat herself, I'm not speaking metaphorically the poor love finished that race splattered in her own shit. I don't if was the crowd, the adrenaline or the though of getting a worst time that someone chafffing in her own mess, maybe it was just a desire to not be down wind :lol: but the last quarter of a mile I gave everything. Stoping was pretty good, the blood returned and tbh it's really like being hungover. I grabbed my medal and that next hour I crashed. I felt sick, I couldn't trust a fart and I went white. Thankfully a seriously unhealthy dinner replenished the sugars and now I feel ok actually. Tomorrow I expect it to ache. For anyone thinking of doing one, do it, it wasn't wall to wall gym freaks, there were some seriously for people but there was a chap in his late 70s who power walked it and a lady in a wheel chair both deserved every mile. 13.1 miles and 1.53.47 hours later I won't be running a mile for the next fortnight and that's no bad thing :lol: I think I do a milder challenge next time. Anyone for Tough mudder haha.

Targa drains/seals or heater matrix. Is it after rain or just generally and does it smell like a weird cat piss curry?

Well it's done! 1.53.47 pictures later but shower and food now.

Cheers Joel. You will be fine I'm sure, I've applied the ethos the whole way if I can run a distance strong I can double it... you've done the halves. Good luck to Mrs P today and thanks for your donation. I set out to hit £100 these last few days and we've hit £135, the vast majority of that has been from this club! That really does sum up this club and show why it's not "just a forum".

We're at £110 now guys! Nerves are setting in.

Just seen, thank you very much, very kind of you.

Just cut the innner wings out :devil:

Upto £50 now, cheers for the support guys even the good wishes help.

Happy birthday nick.

Many thanks Tom and Richard we're doing really well now. Don't worry I'll make sure there are pictures of my sweaty face :lol:

Have to start taking some new pictures of this car Art.

Thanks mate, your donation is really appreciated.

As some of you may know I've been training for the last few months for my first Half Marathon, it's been touch and go whether I would be able to participate, colds, work, injuries and life in general have all taken their toll but I'm geared up and ready to go, on Sunday. Only problem is I've been slack with the fund raising. I'm running for the Local Hospital Charity, for Poole (Dorset) Hospital. It would be really appreciated if you guys would donate even a quid to this good cause and make it all worth while. Donations are easy by following the link below, you can even donate by PayPal. https://www.justgiving.com/fundraising/stephen-crowhurst Thanks again for your support.

Haha! You need shorter ratios?

I had wondered where you'd got to with your essay pieces. Looked like fun out there on track, she looked like a bit of a handful as well.

I'd say your cars pretty stock looking tbh, it's just low with aftermarket wheels....

Just so you know, some of those people are being smart. You may regularly see me wearing "sunglasses" in winter and lower light, usually if it's wet. The glasses I'm wearing are Polarised are remove glare, the tint is extremely light. In conditions of sun and rain at the same time it can improve your field of vision quite a way, the best is wet roads with low winter sun, game changer.

Very similar colour to our Skoda;

They weight a damn site more fully dressed il tell you that. I've got around 200-250kg dressed in my head. I know I can't lift one but I can shuffle one about :lol:

Agreed if it fails on the RR it wasn't right to begin with, it's just a power run. If things aren't in good enough condition to give it death every now and again then it needs maintenance. I'd be up for it but not till spring.

Ok I'll have a look later, the sync part was taking ages (out and about in the Avon valley ATM) so I gave up.

Having a few issues with adding this. Do I literally need to sign into Chrome then sync my account? That seemed to be what it was saying?

Maybe, just maybe there's a case of efficiency vs intensity to be made...

I like the arches, the splitter looks gash though. Always amuses me how people get het up about what the owner of a car does to "my old car", if you were that bothered you shouldn't of sold it. At least it's not been scrapped.