26 October 2009
the omm: bog-o-rama
joints still ache, trainers still muddy, first load of washing done and ibuprofen still being swallowed (by jane). we went with expectations of grueling ups and thigh burning downs. there were weather warnings all week for heavy rain and gails. we had visions of reaching mid camp in the dark, not making it in the allotted time and even 'dnf'ing.
none of these things happened. ok, so there were some hills but they were short and sweet. the rain did fall but nothing torrential. what we hadn't expected was the endless stretches of bog and tussocks, tussocky bog and boggy tussocks. despite being told that this is what the elan valley would be like-no one can prepare you for the shear vastness of moorland dampness!
despite our reservations we did ourselves proud, especially jane. who, yet again, surprised me with her toughness. when i was tiring she was there to play coach and get me back in the game, when i was getting bored of bog hopping, she kept me focused. the mid camp was a test of kit and resolve, with heavy showers and blustery winds. and a very long and muddy toilet que.
we were 'lucky' that we had late start times on both days. the clagg had lifted and navigation consisted mainly of following the muddy trods that weaved their way around the grassy mounds to the next check point.
in some ways i feel a little disappointed that there wasn't more route choice but i've come to the realisation that with the omm, the challenge lies with the 'score' catigories. so, maybe next year a different class but for now we can feel pleased to have completed our first omm and b class at that.
over all we came 93/191 of finishers and 5/11 in the female teams.