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                             March 11 2010 (previous edition 15.01.10)

2010 is here and some CLUB SUBSCRIPTIONS for 2009 are still
outstanding. Please check your accounts we realise how easy it is simply to think you‟ve paid just
as a matter of course. With only a matter of weeks before next season‟s money will be due please
help us clear the books. If you are in any doubt contact either Bob Dennison or Steve Holmes before
they have to contact you. Cheques for £12 should be made payable to City of Hull AC and sent to:
Bob Dennison, Club Membership Secretary, 19 Kingsley Drive, Willerby, HU10 6BX

  This year‟s AGM is scheduled for Friday April 30th
   (Traditionally the first Friday after the London Marathon) Upstairs at Haltemprice 8pm
Amongst any other business that you may wish to raise, it should be noted that each position
on the committee is up for re-election. Anyone wishing to stand for a particular role should
forward their name and be sure of a proposer and seconder on the night. Your current Club
Secretary Steve Holmes needs to hear from you on this matter together with any proposed
topics for discussion that you feel should be raised:

                             City of Hull AC on Facebook
While thinking of different ways to increase awareness of the club, we have decided to create a
“Facebook Group”. Facebook is a social networking website which allows communication between
people with common interests, making it a great tool for attracting new members and for easy
communication between existing members.
        If you do not already have a “Facebook Profile”, it‟s free, and very simple to do. Go to and sign up. There are lots of privacy settings so you can remain anonymous if
you wish. Then search for City of Hull Athletics Club from within the Facebook site, and you can join
the Club's group. OR try:
        The other great thing about Facebook is that you can also access it from most modern mobile
phones. Once you are a group member you can communicate with other members, upload photos,
post messages, add friends etc. Look forward to seeing you online!

                   CHAMPAGNE LEAGUE 2010:
The entry forms for this year‟s League have been on the website for some time and with the
first race scheduled for Tuesday March 30th you should already have submitted your
entry‟s to Pete Taylor, if not you must do so no later than the 26th. A full list of venues and
other relevant details are given on the entry form.
Anyone not running this year who still wants to be a part of things on Tuesday Night‟s (AND
WE NEED YOUR HELP!) should contact GORDON JIBSON on 01482 645915.

The City of Hull Winter League Series: (NB: because of January‟s race
cancellation another has been scheduled for 23 Mar.) For those yet to have raced
we meet at the Humber Bridge car park where all runners must register before 6.50pm in
good time for the 7pm start. (If you miss your start time the handicapper will not be able to
amend your time.) So just turn up on the night and you‟ll be allocated a number for use
throughout the series. Entry is free. The remaining race therefore, is: Tues March 23rd
                       City of Hull AC Training Sessions
Mon 6.15pm                    Humber Bridge Car Park     Speedwork
Tue     7.00pm                Haltemprice Sports Centre Road Running
Wed 6.30pm                    Costello Stadium           Track Training (track fee payable)
Thu     9.15am                Elloughton Dale Top        Pensioner‟s Plod (Walk/run 8.30)
Thu     6.15pm                Haltemprice                Medium Group*
Thu     6.30pm                (See Table Below...)       Road Running – speedwork
Fri     9.30am                Green Dragon, Welton       Cross Country
Sun 8.45am                    Brantingham Dale           Cross Country
Thursday Night Social Run 6.15pm. The distance and pace are based upon whoever turns
up. Plus, we reward ourselves on the first Thursday of every month with a visit to a local
hostelry, to which anyone is welcome! See you there – Denise.

Thursday night speed sessions: These have developed into longer efforts and tempo
runs to complement the shorter efforts on Monday nights. Any suggestion gratefully received.
Date           Venue                           Session
25 Mar         Bob‟s Office                    Fartlek Loop
  1 April      Bob‟s Office                    Humber Bridge Efforts
  8 April      Ionians, Elloughton             Ellerker 5 x 1k Reps
15 April       Duck Pond, Brantingham          Mount Airey Tandem
22 April       Raywell                         Tempo Run
29 April       Beverley Clump                  Drewton Woods Hill Work
  6 May        Westwood, Beverley              Cross Country Fartlek
13 May         Green Dragon, Welton            Long & Short Hills
20 May         Humber Bridge Car Park          Gravel Pit Lane Loops
27 May         Duck Pond, Brantingham          Spout Hill Reps
  3 June       Venue to be Arranged            Thursday Evening „Championship Final‟
10 June        Ionians                         Ellerker 5 x 1k Reps
Information is also available on the website under the Training tab. Bob will be monitoring
attendance & performances for a handicapped „Championship‟ - should be fun!

                   East Hull Harriers & AC Summer League 2010
               First Race: 4th May: New Ellerby (Railway Inn - HU11 5AP) 5 Miles
                                All Races Start: Tuesday 7:15 pm
                  Entry Fees Series: League: UKA Members £16/Unattached £20
                          Each Race: UKA Members £3/Unattached £3
                   ENTRY FORMS NOW AVAILABLE
                  AND ALSO under the CALENDAR TAB

 LONDON MARATHON TRIP 2010 - 24/25th April 2010
Due to some last minute changes there are now three spare places available. One is a
double place (it's a double room so only really suitable for a couple or two people who don't
mind sharing a bed!) and one is a single place for a male or female. First come, first serve!
Please contact Zoe on or 07960205868 to reserve any of these places'

Dave Oliver has entered 24 runners (which covers just about everybody) for this event
to be held at Wythenshawe Park in Manchester. That‟s a week this coming Saturday SO
make a note in your diary and contact Dave asap to confirm your availability.
                                 Mob: 07930532574

                            Lucy Loses It! by Steve Holmes:
I would like to take this opportunity to congratulate Stu on yet another excellent newsletter,
for Jan/Feb. It‟s never easy trying to get club members to put pen to paper, I don`t know
why, because they are all informative, sometimes funny and all have an individual style. So
it‟s also thanks to Barry, Dan, Trevor and Lucy.
         However, a vital point that Lucy omitted from her article about her and Clare, Pam
and Sarah‟s overnight November cycle ride from London to Brighton, was an incident that
occurred in the cafe along the way. Before I go into detail I would like to give you some
background to Lucy, who is the nicest person you could ask to meet, that is until Lucy gets
tired - then she has been known to loooooose it in a BIG WAY!
         Take the time one Sunday morning in the middle of summer when we decided to do
the 13 mile Trundle Gate run, everything was fine, the sun was shining and it was turning out
to be a pleasant summer‟s day. We got to the point where we are supposed to head towards
Newbald village when Steve Coveney asked if we, “...would like to put a small loop on? It
should only take about 10 minutes...”; so we all agreed, but after 40 minutes running we were
back at Newbald village (some 10 minute loop) and still had Trundle Gate`s long steep climb
to negotiate. By the time we hit the hill we must have been out about 2 hours and with a long
way to go but we got to the top and then it happened - Lucy lost it in a big way and all her
anger, emotions and exhaustion spilled out. How she hadn‟t left work until 2am that morning,
hadn`t seen her children for a couple of days and there was the washing and housework to
be done. This was all directed at Steve Coveney, which left Steve a quivering wreck sat on
the grass verge and for the rest of the run we all left an „exclusion zone‟ around Lucy in fear
of her wrath!
         Anyway back to the cafe, I believe it went something like this. Our four intrepid lady
cyclists arrived at the checkpoint/cafe where a blazing coal fire had been laid, a welcoming
sight as all four were cold, very wet and hungry. On gaining something hot to eat and drink
they headed towards the blazing fire but two burly men stood in front blocking any heat from
the rest of the room. Lucy very politely asked “would you mind stepping back so we could all
enjoy the heat from the fire” (no response). Lucy this time in a firmer voice once again
repeated the request and this time a response from the men was to take one step back,
followed by one step forward. At this point still wet and cold Lucy lost it - practically
manhandling the two men away from the fire in an array of colourful language; the two were
last seen cowering in a corner muttering something about “not going up north if all the
women are like that”. At this point the four ladies closed in on the fire and made it their own,
until suitably warm enough to carry on with their journey. So good on you Lucy, it does pay
at times to loooose it!

         The Trials and Tribulations of an Entry Secretary
When Stuart asked me if I was going to write an article about the Ferriby 10, I thought
instead of trying to write a bland report on the race I would give you a little insight into my life
as entry secretary. I might also add a few lines about this year‟s race.
        Having just celebrated my 5th year compiling the entries I actually can‟t remember
how I got the job in the first place? Did Steve ask me or did I volunteer, were there any
inducements offered you may ask, possibly a bottle of white wine? Certainly not, as you all
know I never touch the stuff! I only buy it for Carol to get her over the trauma of doing the
entries when I‟m away or at least that‟s what she says it‟s for.
        It was back in November 2005, when I still had 5 years to retirement (just in case I
haven‟t mentioned it to you, I‟m retiring this year - only 40 Fridays left to be exact) when
entries started dropping through my letterbox, very slowly to start with. This job isn‟t too bad,
what‟s all the fuss about I tittered, was I deluded?
        I set up my Excel Spreadsheet with a column for just about every item that appeared
on the entry form. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but by January when I was getting

20 envelopes a day dropping through the letterbox I soon ditched that idea and stuck to the
minimum. In that year everyone seemed to want to enter in January, I must have received
75% of the entries in the last few weeks. But there is one City of Hull member who put the
rest of you to shame, Stuart Carmichael take note. Steve Coveney must get an advance
copy of the entry form weeks in advance of the rest of you because his entry is always the
1st from a COH member and is often the 1st for the race. Why can‟t all runners be as
efficient as Steve?
         How difficult is it to fill out a simple form, put a cheque and SAE in an envelope and
post it? Trust me; it‟s not as simple as it seems for a lot of runners. I receive entries without
names on, age or club; I‟ve even had them without a form. But by far, the biggest problem is
the failure to put a cheque in the envelope. Usually embarrassed by their incompetence I get
a cheque by return post. Even one of our own club members suffered from this affliction but
is now cured and paid in cash this year. I won‟t name and shame her but in her defence she
uses by far the best quality envelopes of anybody who has entered over the past 5 years.
         The Post Office doesn‟t make my life any easier. There must be a pile of entries sat
in the corner of a sorting office as they‟ve never reached my letterbox. Panicking runners
phoning who haven‟t received their numbers, some where I‟ve never received the entry and
those where I‟ve sent the number out but they haven‟t received it.
         In 2009, we started taking online entries via the Runner‟s World site. Great, I thought
no more problems, no entry forms and no cheques, idiot proof. What can go wrong? Yes,
runner‟s can still cock it up! Online entries are the future; it‟s no longer garlic bread. In the 1st
year we took 125 online and this year 178 before closing it early because we‟d reached the
         I never thought that doing the entries would be a good way of keeping in touch, don‟t
we all use e-mail nowadays? I often find messages written on post-its and this year I got a
letter from Eileen Henderson, updating me on her plans for the London marathon. I hope the
training‟s still going well Eileen?
         My old friend from East Hull Harriers, Lance Kirlew, sent me with his entry a couple of
years ago, a photograph circa 1979. I don‟t know whether he was trying to remind me that he
once had hair, or that he is now slimmer(vastly) and still faster than me. So to jog his
memory for him; Lance, I was once the better athlete, I sent him a photo reminding him what
it was like to finish behind a purple vest although the photo was black and white.

            If you can‟t work out who's who, I'm the good looking one, Lance has all the hair
                                   and Andy Railton is on the outside.

Anyway, enough reminiscing. This year‟s Ferriby 10 was probably an „entries record‟ with
over 600 pledging to compete. Next year the closing date will be earlier, Stuart Carmichael
again take note, I don‟t want a last minute rush from COH runners next year, messrs
Langley, Thompson, Body, Rennie, Fozzard, McCoid to name but a few, guilty of a lack of
forward planning and lastly Frank Harrison who was seen sneaking an entry through my
letterbox under the cover of darkness. When interviewed under caution, he said he was
hoping that he was too late and I‟d have rejected his entry. You can‟t get out of running that
easily Frank.
         This year‟s race couldn‟t have gone better, clear skies, cool temperature and only a
little wind (it was the beans the night before) to affect performances. The men‟s race was
won by Carl Ryde, Doncaster AC in 54m 42s with Stuart Carmichael being a lot quicker at
running than entering and romping home in 4th place. Adam Fozzard was also well under the
hour and it was nice to see a return to form from Colin Langley, also under the hour barrier.
This bodes well for Colin‟s London Marathon.
         For the 2nd consecutive year we had a course record in the ladies‟ race. Jenny
Blizard, Rotherham finished in 18th place overall in 59m 40s to gain herself a £50 bonus for
the record. There were some great performances from the COH babes. Nicky Moore
finished 5th lady in 68m 32s; Pam Richards was in 11th place and I‟d better mention Alison
Thornton, Pocklington and ex COH who was in 14th as I know she reads our newsletter.
         In 17th place was Lucy Khan who according to her entry form lives in Buckingham
Palace and has a telephone number of 999. Who is to blame for Lucy‟s strange behaviour?
Pam Richards! Lucy hasn‟t been the same since that eventful London to Brighton bike ride.
         And finally (well nearly), why was Helen Sampson‟s car parked in the car park of the
Half Moon Public House? Is Helen a secret drinker? Was she celebrating entering well
before the closing date? Next year Helen, we‟ll reserve you a parking space on the start line
so that you can keep up your Sunday tradition of turning up a minute before we start running.
         Well done to all and a big pat on the back for all those who helped pull it off and make
everything run smoothly, if you‟ll forgive the pun... - Phil

And here a few of the headline comments on that have been posted on the Runner‟s
World site:                  „A credit to City of Hull A.C.‟
                                   „A Classic event‟
                               „A great start to the year‟
                      „Was hard but strangely loved every minute!‟

CLUB KIT Just a reminder that Bob Thompson and Steve Holmes now have a supply of
kit at most times and/or will take orders for kit when they don‟t have the exact item or size
you require about their person... Steve‟s contact details can be found above and Bob can be
found on 07947354189 or Items available; vests, technical t-shirts, and
those ever popular hoodies. No one should be without a vest at least... All items still
subsidised at a cost, seeing as it‟s you, of £10. The Club also has a supply of high-visibility
vests/bibs. These have been bought in the interest of runner‟s safety and are available, free
of charge, to anyone who‟d like one. Simply see Steve Holmes. Inside news on those
shorts is that they‟ve been returned to have the necessary needlework carried out on
their undercarriage... Watch this space.
Eileen Henderson writes: I was at a meeting last Friday which was a mixture of Health and East
Riding Council officials, the aim being to co-ordinate a „well-being‟ strategy for older people (those
over 65). It was felt that the actual stories of how people keep „well‟ might prove inspirational. Naturally
I thought some of our „older runners‟ could set a stunning example and wonder if any of you would like
to pass on your story/secret of good health. You would have to live in the East Riding and my
understanding of things is that something on how running keeps you motivated, fit and provides social
opportunities etc would be the order of the day. Liz Gowland who represents the East Riding of
Yorkshire Primary Care Trust mentioned the possibility of a free pass for an activity in the East Riding
for anyone interested in writing! I am going to be away for a few days but my secretary can field any
calls on 604304 or email me on or simply catch me „on the run‟.

                       Graves Park, Sheffield, Saturday 6th February.
My first excursion then, into team captaincy/team management, went fairly smoothly thanks
to a guiding hand or two from some of my more experienced colleagues. Dream teams
evaporated soon enough as did any thought of turning out forty plus runners... such highs
and lows seem to go with the territory.
        Injury, poor form, parenting issues, FOOTBALL (I mean are you a man/woman or a
runner?) The wheedling done we settled on 15 stalwarts... some of these even willing
participants! The 28 seater, Jim Bell minibus was perhaps larger than our requirements
unless of course you recognise those requirements to include sprawling out whilst tucking
into your hastily assembled sarnies and then hitting the zeds on the way home.
        Three of our number travelled independently, post-race shopping and visiting or
whatever constitutes life beyond our singular muddy field... Trevor texted me moments
before I set out for our 10am rendezvous with jimbellatsportscentreprice... STU, STU... STU
when it says on the packet, „One tablet to be taken with a glass of water.‟ Boy it does mean
exactly that, you know. One tablet. One. Suffice to say his recent blockage had been
overcome but at what cost... No he wasn‟t dropping out, not yet, though still stuck on the bog,
but with a later social engagement and out of consideration for his teammate‟s delicate
proboscises he felt it best that he travel in estate-cum-BBQ.. on his own. C U LATA.
        SO does anyone know why the car park at Haltemprice is all of a sudden full and
overflowing? I had to park over the road at the shops and dash back Centreward as our man
in brown (J.Belldriverman) swung his bus in off Gorton Road and, equipped as I was, in three
layers against the damp, by the time I was shuttling up and down the heated luxury of
Jimbellland handing out numbers and pins and fashioning a few last minute changes to team
selection (more from necessity than any grand theorising) I was sweating cobs and turning

green at the gills. Most had four pins but that special little number on your back that marks
you down as a particular category for your opponents to target or at least to make an
informed decision about chasing you down if their number doesn‟t tally with yours, had
caught them out... can I just have two pins, 2 pins, I only need 2... But look I‟ve got them all
nice and neat, all hooked together in little groups of four... NOT that I‟m y‟know, not that I‟m...
it‟s just handy, y‟know... WHAT DO YOU MEAN you only want one? You‟ve got 5? Five!?
          Anyway, apart from parking up, once at Graves Park (not too eventful) the journey
passed without further incident. However, jumping out at t‟other end to ask if there was
anywhere better to park... the faces that emerged from the fog were „local‟ at least; Stuart
Spooner, Steve Arnold of Bridlington and Ian Husband of Beverley. „Is Mr Rennie with you?‟
was their prime concern. „Is Steve on the bus? When I quickly told „em Steve was injured
they skipped a little jig as they whooped... „Yeees. Reeesult.‟ No, I swear.
          It was a misty old day as anyone logging onto the Club website will see via the
Photos tab under Sheffield. It wasn‟t so much cold as a dampness that seeped into your
bones as you loitered about before your race. (By loiter I mean obviously, warming up and
getting to know each little twist of the course and making those last minute adjustments to
your lacing system and deciding on vest alone or the t-shirt under option and gloves/not
gloves etc.) Unfortunately the once-upon-a-time lengthy debate over which size spike to
adopt (most people „preferring‟ studs or trail shoes these days) no longer provided any hot air
for us to huddle around.
          Those last minute rearrangements to team lists... well with only three of our ladies
travelling in the end we had to ensure they made up a team which meant Fiona Robinson
moving down a category... though she still had to produce her birth certificate before the
organisers would allow she was old enough to compete at all... and the supporter who
shouted „Go on... son...‟ did retract it almost immediately. AND so with that... the first (and
second) race was off, that being the Vets over 70 men and all the ladies 35 to 125 for all I
knew... coughing and wheezing and spitting over a rolling parkland course of 5K (easily said
when you‟re still only spectating) with the Vet 50-69 men setting off simultaneously but doing
a further couple of laps for their 10K.
          As ever these events are all about who turns up on the day and it has to be said that
overall numbers were not that high. Just take our own fair City, only Jim Whitfield of EHH and
the Brid/Bev triumvirate previously mentioned, other than ourselves managed the trip.
However the quality at the sharp end was not in doubt and whilst Steve Rennie was indeed
only there in spirit (his name on the trophy we‟d returned on his behalf) the tempo as the lead
V50s went through was something else... whether Steve would have retained his crown?
Well it‟s all supposition, but he did beat this year‟s eventual winner Kevin Newman from
Doncaster on his way to victory last time and by nearly a minute.
                                                                          I‟m not going through
                                                                  all the category winners look
                                                                  up the results yourself on
                                                                  over 70 men won that
                                                                  category‟s team medal but
                                                                  then, they were the only team
                                                                  ALTHOUGH that team was
                                                                  lead home by a certain Fred
                                                                  Gibbs who managed to
                                                                  squeeze between Elaine and
                                                                  Nicky... 5K Cross Country
                                                                  70yrs old 22 minutes!

                                                                  Grrr... Grrr... SO our ladies
                                                                  team was brought home,
                                                                  midst a confusion of yellow
                                                                  Holmfirth vests and the dark

blue hoops of Bingley and trying to count numbers in against category numbers on their
backs etc proved too much for this poor sap at least, but I felt sure they‟d got a medal of
some colour bronze at least possibly silver, though Elaine... Oh no! No. Rrrrg. Aaarh, Grrr.
had let a Sheffield girl through at the very last, pipped by a second!... Oh no if only I‟d have
pushed for the line a little sooner. Rrrrg. It made no difference to the team result the girls
finished 2nd 35-44 but as individual F35 Elaine was nudged back into 3rd.
        Mention in dispatches must also be made of Denise Johnson, Dennis Briggs‟
daughter now running for Baildon, who lead her F45 team to a 3rd place medal. Dennis was
in Sheffield supporting... he‟d finally got a lift off his grandson after being unable to make
contact about the minibus. (We must sort out these breakdowns in communication wherever

        So Elaine, Nicky and Fi came in, in close order with Frank Harrison our only V70,
finishing behind the Bingley guys but at just 5k and after the rigours of the East Yorkshire
Cross Country League courses he looked to be just getting into his stride. Still out for another
two laps our Vet 50 men: Trevor Misson, Steve Coveney and Steve Holmes (now having
resolved his sock panic... Stu I can‟t run Stu, I can‟t run, I didn‟t pack my socks!) had kinda
settled into position by now or rather, Trevor, perhaps still regretting his overenthusiastic
medication, seemed to have, as the rejuvenated Steve Coveney (rejuvenated ever since that
storming half marathon at Bridlington last October) was closing in all the time and the good
Mr Holmes was looking more comfortable on that dodgy knee of his, the further he went. But
the men‟s 50-59 category was the biggest field and the most hotly contended, 10 Clubs
managed to get teams out so to finish in the top half would have been something... we didn‟t
but we might be able to aim even higher next year... injuries/enthusiasm willing.
        SO time for the next race with those whippersnapping V35s at the front... apart from
the Vet 40 who won overall that is! Same course same conditions although we might
complain our elders had churned it up a bit. Here, in another last bit of team engineering, I‟d
moved myself down a good few categories (you can run against younger folk by volition but
not choose to run against V70s say if you‟re still to break into your 50s) and I ran as a 35+ as
it seemed our only chance to squeeze something out of the trip was for me to support Stuart
Carmichael and Colin Langley (no disrespect to Ian Fergusson who technically had been our
third V35 on the day).

        The fact that Stu C was second 35 (and only just getting back into things) helped
disguise the fact that we were only marginally stronger in depth... on countback! We finished
on the same points as Bingley and only 1 point ahead of Holmfirth. (I finished 30th compared
to Bingley‟s 3rd counter in 53rd.) It does something to you, that team mentality, I‟d never
drop down categories in an open race I wouldn‟t even think of it, I‟d have no interest in
picking up medals anyway, but there‟s something about making that purple presence felt. SO
yeah, we won the men‟s 35-39 gold and Stu C took home individual silver.

         Now entering teams for age sensitive events such as this you do have to sign the
official secrets act but you do get to find out some pretty amazing STUFF... I can quash for
example any rumour that James Sampson and Stewart Rhodes were separated at birth,
nonsense, they were born a whole day apart!
         It would seem, traditionally, that the strongest field has been in the Vet40 category as
they alone needed four to count for a team. Our four John Aitken, James Sampson, Phil
Lambert (also on photographic duties) and Chris Dawson finished fourth team. If I‟d have
stuck with men of my own age instead of bullying those fresh faced 35yr olds with the weight
of my vast experience... we‟d have finished... fourth. So good decision. Eee, talk about
singing your own praises lad, we don‟t reck‟n much t‟that round „ere.

        Did      we   learn
anything       from      our
excursion? Perhaps one
thing;     however      you
define irony, the labels
on medicine bottles are
not noted for it.
        Did       I   learn
anything new? Only that,
whilst in the land of the
blind the one eyed man
may well be king.., in the
field of lop-sided runners
the one with the least
degree of tilt won‟t
necessarily      take    the
        And did I mention
that Trevor arrived only
ten minutes before his race, „Bloomin „eck Tre-ev...‟ „Ere stick us that on me vest while I just
investigate the amenities Stu...‟
        And did I mention that in the absence our legendary Club Treasurer (and by way of
ironic homage?) Chris Dawson managed to miss the start of the V40 race as, convinced
they‟d announced 10mins to the start when in fact everyone else was lining up, he went off to
find a suitable mirror to ensure all was well with his barnet?
        And did I mention that we all had a good day and where were you... And be there
next time etc. - Stu

In 2003 I ran my eighth, and fastest, marathon in Paris.
In 2004, to celebrate hitting 50, I ran the Comrades 56 mile ultra-marathon in South Africa.
In 2005 after not feeling well whilst running the Great North Run I had an angioplasty.
While I started running again within two weeks of my operation I have not yet run my ninth
marathon........until now.
I am running in the 2010 Virgin London Marathon on Sunday 25 April, and I plan to raise
money for children who do not have the same opportunity to run, but do have an opportunity
to become mobile.

Whizz-Kidz is the UK‟s leading children‟s mobility charity. It gives disabled children and young people
the independence to enjoy an active childhood, by providing them with customised mobility equipment,
training, advice and life skills to gain the independence to be themselves. Since its inception in 1990,
Whizz-Kidz has changed the lives of over 4,500 young disabled people. This is my comeback race!
And I am asking you to help raise sponsorship monies for Whizz-Kidz.
                                                                                  – David Mather
On-line donations at

Wheeldale that wasn‟t…………… A Poem (That isn‟t)
‟Twas the night before Wheeldale and all round my house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse,
‟Cos an early start from my cosy abode
Was taking place before the cock crowed
In fact, well before the sun was up
and before I‟d attached my plastic cup,
two little faces appeared at my door,
asking the question, “what we doing this for?”
And, “Have we got a map with the course on?”
At which point, then arrived, Mr Chris Dawson!
So, our merry gang of Chris, Pam and Clare,
Set off in the night, to God knows where…
(At one point, I had a moment of fright,
having flashbacks to that London to Brighton night)
It seemed only Clare had thought this through
with a compass, a blanket and stuff for the loo.
A whistle, a map, a cuddly toy
(but falling short of the little Filipino boy)….
Chris, for once, was not wearing shorts
but had purchased some new winter clothing of sorts;
A jacket, some tights, oh, and shades for the sun,
thinking it was some sort of Sunday morning run.
Our approach to Goathland was slightly slippy
and I have to say, it was bloody nippy.
The roads were white where the snow had laid
And even the sheep were looking afraid.
We approached the village with trepidation
but nervously keen with anticipation
Of what would be a thrilling race
Over 28 miles of varying pace.
But our keenness was thwarted, our eagerness dashed,
When we learned that the refreshment van had crashed,
Thereby leaving a checkpoint unmanned
Which voided the insurance, (I didn‟t really understand!)
But the race was off; it was not to be run,
However, this didn‟t stop us from having some fun….
We teamed up with John and Fiona and Dan,
Oh and Sarah, (who can run up the hills like a man),
But the best decision of the day
was to choose to run the opposite way
to the Barracuda racing snakes,
(Who, I recommend, should eat more cakes).
So, with no sign of Trevor, or Stew or Stu,
who had tried to arrive but couldn‟t get through,
We decided to run from Saltersgate top
and follow the East route but without a stop.
We would aim to cover about 20 miles,
crossing rivers and train tracks and wooden styles.
So off we piled, back into my car,
but unfortunately, we didn‟t get very far…
When you stop on a hill and there‟s snow on the ground,
you tend to go backwards, (as we found!)
It was the first time that day where nobody spoke
Not even a mention of the „Head on collision‟ joke.
With the car at a standstill, the wheels in a spin,
we thought we were doomed; it was time to give in.
But Chris ran to the rear and pushed as hard as he could,
(We hadn‟t the heart to say it was doing no good)

But thankfully, you‟ll be pleased to know,
we managed to get the car to go,
And set off on our trek, all very excited
that we‟d got this far without being blighted.
The scenery was beautiful, the setting was stunning,
With the sun beating down, it was great to be running.
With fresh snow on the ground and not a cloud in the sky
It could easily have brought a tear to my eye.
And it nearly did when we came to this „slope‟
(Pam commented that she may need a rope….)
Clare breezed past me like a mountain goat
Whilst I clung on to the back of Pam‟s coat.
We ran past the checkpoints, not needing a break,
Only stopping for photos, (Not one bit of cake!)
With no hazards to talk of, along the way
Except when John led us slightly astray
through a thicket of gorse to a railway track
(It‟s hard to pull prickles out of your back!)
Then back in to Goathland, down from the moor
Where Clare tried to tempt us to run some more
And finish the course, a full 28 miles
But this wasn‟t greeted with too many smiles
So we stuck to the road, heading back to the car
Deciding that 20 miles was enough by far
So with the finish in sight, I almost felt sad
‟Twas one of the loveliest runs I‟ve ever had.
We ventured back to the start feeling proud as punch
(but secretly hoping we‟d be provided with lunch)
But we finished the run with a cup of tea…
What a perfect day…well, it was for me.

– Lucy

Cross Country – My First Season

After having started regular running training for my main sport of
Orienteering, I realised that cross country running would be a great way
to supplement my sport. Orienteering events are held almost every
weekend; I compete most Sunday‟s, and sometimes Saturday‟s. These
events can be held as close as 20minutes to 5hours away! Some races
are useful for training, whilst others may be National events/„selection
races‟ for International competitions. Last weekend (6/7 March) I was
fortunate enough to have represented England in an international
competition in Belgium. I was thrilled to take third place and a bronze

Over the past year I have thoroughly enjoyed running for City of Hull AC
in various races, including the Champagne League/Winter League and
some local road races. At the end of the summer I entered the Hornsea
Cross Country in Hall Park, held in September. This was my first XC race              Hornsea XC
competing for COH; I was third but knew I could do much better.

My next opportunity to run cross country was the East Yorkshire Cross Country League Race at
Drewton, where I was very disappointed with my run. However, in the week of the race I had been
suffering from a cold, and so was probably a bit below par. After this race, I next competed at the East
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Riding Schools XC Champs at Longcroft on 10 December. Having had a good race and being 2
Senior Girl, I knew that my next aim would be to compete at the Humberside Schools in February and
hopefully run well in order to be selected for the English Schools.

The Humberside Schools was in early February at Weelsby Woods in Grimsby and the course suited
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me well being wet and muddy! I finished 6 overall in the combined race, but 1 Senior Girl and so
qualified for the English Schools (being held on March 20 in Manchester).

Prior to the Humberside Schools, I had entered the Yorkshire/Humberside XC championships
(scheduled for early January, but due to postponement, it was then held on 20 February), and
competed in the race at Thornes Park in Wakefield. On quite a hilly course, with good underfoot
                        nd                th
conditions, I finished 2 Humberside/14 overall (including all the Yorkshire runners) so was happy to
qualify for the Inter-Counties in Birmingham on March 13 where I will run for Humberside.

                                Another race I was entered into was the National XC at Roundhay Park
                                in Leeds which, up to now, was the highlight of my XC season. It was
                                similar in many ways to being at a large orienteering event, with club
                                tents and banners, marquees and shops. In a large field, I felt that I ran
                                well, and even picked up places on the final killer hill! I was 82 /189,
                                beating 3 Yorkshire runners that had been in front of me at Thornes
                                                    st               th
                                Park, and finished 1 Humberside/7 Yorkshire & Humberside

                                I really wanted to compete in XC this season to try to improve my
                                fitness for orienteering, and, together with the Humber Bridge Monday
                                night speed session and the Wednesday track session, (thanks
                                Dave/Pete and Derek!), I really feel that I am making progress.

                                I have entered Champagne League again as I really enjoyed the
                                competition last year. I‟m hoping that I can put my training to good use
 Weelsby Woods – 6th February
by                              producing faster race times, by finishing higher up the field, and maybe
                                even by beating my dad at a few races!

                                                                           Charlotte Ward

WINTER LEAGUE: Race 4, Tuesday 2nd February Whether it was down to the previous
Sunday‟s Ferriby 10 or the fact that Hull City were playing OR just because it was a
miserable, damp, cold night... but figures were down for this one, with only 29 runners turning
out. Reliable as ever though, the marshals and time keepers were there in force. It was cold
n‟all with a warning to be careful as we turned past Derek as it was quite slippery there,
being given before we set off, the ground in fact was actually freezing as we ran. Thankfully
no one came to grief. Relative newcomer and first timer for the Winter League, Mark Cooper
walked away with the handicap victory... E‟ll not do that again... whilst Kieron and Charlotte
were fastest on the night. Overall in the handicap Vernon Foster is 16 points clear of Julie
Thomson in second with Eileen and Ellen closing in. I can say all this now but I should come
clean regarding my own temporary loss of IT skills... attempting to check the results, posted
as ever on the website by Peter on the night of the race... I had to look 5 or 6 times before it
dawned on me that what I was looking at was not just some vague work sheet uploaded in
error but the team results. It then took another 5 or 6 attempts over as many days for the
penny to drop that there was another sheet attached which actually had the race results as
advertised... AT this stage with 2 races still to go, thanks to that postponed race back in
January, a team comprising Ian Fergusson, Andrew Mawer and Sue Duffey but with the best
of 2 of the 3 scores to count anything could happen. Race 5, Tuesday 2nd March A better
night and a better turnout although it was still blinking cold! Again yet more new names
replaced absent regulars to balance the attendance with the handicap on this occasion falling
to Alex Fowler who in fact finished last on his only other outing in Race 3. Three of our
Monday Night Speed Session chums from across the water, Andy Lawty and Mark &
Matthew Nettleton of Barton AC guested too. Colin Langley and Charlotte Ward were fastest
finishers respectively. Julie and Ellen missed the race but Eileen managed to close Vernon‟s
lead to just 10 points. So the final race on the 23rd could still prove crucial. These two
„players‟ are also leading their „lucky dip‟ teams to possibly victory with Jordan Tute and John
Pawson supporting Vernon to a marginal lead over Charlotte Ward, Lucy Khan and Eileen.

Weltondale, February 14th. Thankfully we had enough runners out and they performed well
enough to hold onto and even extend leads in the team competitions but, considering this
was on home soil numbers were not that high and only matched those turning out on that
snowbound day at Thixendale. That said I know one grumpy helper, who shall remain
nameless, didn‟t turn out because, „ had rained he night before,‟ and didn‟t want to get his
new wellies muddy or something... AND it was MUDDY but c‟mon this is cross country
whatdya expect?! Mention was made just before we set off to be careful of Harry‟s green
stick with its orange „hat‟ (plant pot) placed to ensure we took the racing line... of course the
first thing to shoot out of the ground in the stampede was... It may have been dutifully
replaced by our return although I for one wasn‟t taking note of my surroundings by then...
Boggy underfoot maybe but it wasn‟t too cold for the runners and those in extra layers
probably regretted it... who can tell with the weather these days?... The race went more or
less to form with Stu Carmichael showing a dirty pair of heels to Brid‟s Phil Taylor and our
own Adam Fozzard whilst the ladies were led home by Pocklington‟s Helen Cross, with
Elaine, Clare and Nicky placing 3rd 4th and 5th. But run of the day/man of the match has to
go to Mike Beadle who stormed around the tough 5.4 mile course in 35.57 minutes as 3rd
counter for the CoH team. AND Welton saw the welcome return of the Tim „n‟ Sue mobile
and post race tea and cake... some of us even had a rub down in the beck... „In‟t runnin‟
brilliant‟. Sewerby, March 7th. The COH men travelled to Bridlington then with a 96 point
advantage over Scarborough in second whilst our ladies had edged out to a 12 point lead
over Driffield. The Striders, at full strength, have beaten our girls a couple of times but not by
12 points. We still needed a good turnout across the board. Despite an early frost by the time
of the race with the sun poking through it was fairly mild for running. The moderate heat did
thaw out the muddy tracks but then much was waterlogged anyway. There were a couple of

minor changes to the route but these were barely discernable once you‟d got your eye
trained on the runner in front. Again changes in personnel meant close run races with our
men amassing 4 points more than Scarborough on the day whilst our ladies cut it even finer
with victory by 2 points. Suitably warmed down and changed into formal tracksters & hoodies
we reconvened for triangulated sandwiches & chips and the presentation at the Ship Inn.
Rewards reflect overall consistency through the monthly course of events although medals
and trophies still go, if not necessarily to the swiftest, then to the pretty damned swift. Overall
Phil Taylor of Bridlington and Hester Butterworth were first placed with our own Adam
Fozzard finishing second ahead of Steve Rennie in third. Clare Nicholson was second
overall for the ladies. Other prizes followed in the veterans categories: Steve Rennie 1st V50,
Stuart Buchan 2nd V45, Frank Harrison 1st V70 and Clare also doubling up as 2nd LV35.
There was also a special presentation of a floral bouquet for the lady from Goole who has
been an ever present at the series with tea and coffee and biscuits on offer and not just for
her own GVS but any waif and stray who wandered past her picnic table with a famished
look. All in all a fitting end to a great series of races.

                                  Nafferton to Cottingham

John Donne wrote; ‘On a huge hill, cragged and steep, Truth stands‟. There are no huge hills
between Nafferton and Cottingham so I leave the choice as to where the truth lies in what
follows, to you, dear reader.
        What is undoubtedly true is that our grandchildren visited this weekend leaving Di and
I the present of a sickness and diarrhoea bug, as a result of which I am writing this instead of
submitting myself to the kind ministrations of Pete and Dave at the Humber Bridge speed
session. Although the events I am recounting are only two days old, my dehydrated state
may have made some of my recollections inaccurate. It‟s a novel excuse anyway, although
whether it will stand up in a libel action is a matter for our illustrious editor to ponder.
        Anyway I was on the platform at Cottingham station just before eight o‟clock on
Saturday morning. The only other person there was East Hull Harrier‟s Penny Darmody. This
was fortuitous as we had arranged to go for a long run, both intending to enter a 24 hour race
this year, if we can find one. Currently therefore Penny and I are long distance training
partners, at least until she reads this when „are‟ may become „were‟. In case you are
wondering, long distance for this purpose is over 30 miles. It is also always worth
remembering when talking to ultra-runners that we have a propensity to under-estimate
mileage by around 10%, in a vain attempt to be accepted into normal society, or even that of
other runners.
        The wonders of a Duo Ticket saw us in Nafferton for next to nothing by half past
eight. Now the aim of these exercises is to return to the start by a reasonably direct but
picturesque route, while ensuring that you achieve at least the distance you had in mind.
Lucy will wax lyrically about my „shortcuts‟ if given half a chance, mind you, since she got her
Garmin at Christmas, she has made me run past the finish in Brantingham Dale to ensure
another mile is ticked off.
        So we left the platform and went north along the lane to Nafferton, there picking up a
muddy footpath leading south over fields to where, with the first mile completed, we crossed
the railway. It is important when slipping in these extra, gratuitous miles to try and hide this
from your companions or a lack of trust may result. As we came to the level crossing I was
just rehearsing some insouciant remark on the lines of, „This must be the old mineral line...‟
when Penny remarked with some force, „The platform where we got off is less than 200
yards away‟. Oh well, there is no fooling a geographer. Incidentally she may have said
metres but I‟m afraid I was brought up on the imperial scale.
        The route continued pleasantly along Nafferton Beck to Wansford through sunshine
and squally showers. The birds were singing in the hedges and the ornithological highlight of
this section was a glimpse of a kingfisher flying up the beck. Next it was back to Driffield
along the Driffield Canal, enlivened by good views of coot, moorhen, mallard and tufted duck.

In Driffield itself we passed the station and crossed the railway twice, in fact we were to cross
the railway line seven times in all.
         The real wonder of the Duo Ticket means that a day return is cheaper than a single,
so it was a continuing temptation for me as we passed station after station to jump on the
next train. Not so for Penny, not with her credentials. Talk about the Derwent Watershed,
Penny will trump you with her exploits running across the Atacama Desert. Mention the
Welsh 14 3000ers, she will drop in her ascent of Kilimanjaro. Mention Bob Graham. He was
her uncle. All right, that last one may be a touch of poetic licence, but underestimate Penny
at your peril.

         The route continued along the banks of an array of rivers and drains, all brimming full
to overflowing, the fields being grazed by flocks of greylag geese and mute swans. We
debated to inconclusive effect the collective noun for a group of swans grazing. I rely on Stu
to have provided this in an editorial note.* Where the White Dyke joined the Beverley and
Barmston Drain another kingfisher streaked out from below the sluice we were standing on
and sped downstream in a flash of azure. Thrilling.
         At Arram we joined the Minster Way to Beverley. This crossed an area marked on the
map as Black Hill. Since there was no hill and all the soil in the fields appeared the same
(brown!), my curiosity was piqued. I babbled inanely about worked out deposits of peat and
rights of turbary. I think I came within an ace of quoting the names of relevant legal cases,
always a sign that my blood sugar levels are dangerously low. Fortunately as I said before,
Penny is a geographer. She may give her own account of the day (or correct this one) in
East Hull‟s newsletter, so I leave it to her to explain much better than I can.
         Towns are often a navigational nemesis for me and Beverley proved no exception. I
explained to Penny that I was following a route on which Pam Atkins had led me in the dark
at the end of the Woldsman a few years ago. As this time it was daylight I had no difficulty
recognising the route or so I thought. Suffice it to say I ended up in Norwood rather than the
intended Molescroft. Now buoyed by the knowledge of where we were, I proceeded
confidently along Lairgate. How we ended up on the west side of the A164 remains a
mystery to me. Fortunately at this stage Penny spotted the Morrisons‟ roundabout down the
road. The fact that when we got there it was a different roundabout finally persuaded us to
engage our brains and consult the map and compass.
         We were soon on the Beaver Trail which Penny had run in December so confidence
was restored. Arriving at a sign for the Millennium Orchard she turned in explaining that we
ran to the next hedge and then followed it to the left. There was a large noticeboard as we
went in but she discouraged me from stopping to look, remarking that it was out of date and
still referred to events last summer. So we ran half a mile in a circle round the Millennium
Orchard arriving back by the noticeboard where we had gone in. This time I did stop to look.
It had a plan showing that there was no other way out of the Orchard just a circular path
within. Penny had provided me with my come-uppance for that extra mile in Nafferton. The
biter was well and truly bit.
         The final parts of the route followed Jillywood Lane then Oldgate to Skidby and the
Mill and so back to Cottingham station. In the last few miles of a long run you can normally
assume those you are running with will be suffering as much as you. The strategy (trade
secrets being revealed here) is to keep running no matter how bad you feel. Then as soon as
a companion drops into a walk you immediately walk too showing what a caring and
compassionate cove you are. You also slow the walking pace so that you are comfortable
and try and start a conversation to put off the moment when your companion suggests
running again. You, of course, never suggest this. Suffice it to say I had to employ this
strategy frequently in the last few miles.
         Sometimes this will not be enough. Plan B, when your companions refuse to slow to a
walk and you can run no further is to announce the need for a toilet stop. This is especially
effective in mixed company as your companion is unable to know you finished ages ago. I
was forced to employ Plan B on Jillywood Lane. Now if a companion tried this on me I would
of course set off walking until out of sight round the corner then run full bore for as long as

possible, negating the benefit of their rest by making them run hard to catch up. Not very
gentlemanly I admit but the sort of thing men do. So after a short delay I jogged gently to the
corner around which I had last seen Penny walking. I could then see for a quarter of a mile
but there was no sign of Penny. It took me nearly to the A614 at full pelt to catch her. Now if I
had pulled that ploy, when my companion arrived in a lather I would smile winningly and say
something on the lines of, „You see, I knew you would easily catch up‟.
        As I caught up with Penny she said, „I knew you would catch up.‟ The biter bit again!
Did she smile winningly? My eyes were too full of sweat to see.
        An excellent day out
        I started with a quotation pertaining to the truth. In conclusion I would like to quote
from Cuthbert‟s letter to Cuthwin on the death of the Venerable Bede (an early historian and
ultra-runner): ‘Consummatum est; veritatem dixisti’, which means, ‘It is finished; you have
spoken the truth’ ...but are my fingers crossed as I type this? – Steve Coveney

* Amongst more exotic suggestions; a sownder, an eyar, a lamentation, a whiteness, a squadron (clearly meant
for swans in flight as opposed to grazing) the actual noun is more prosaic... a herd. (Ed.)


A REMINDER that anyone who is not receiving this newsletter electronically should
send PETER TAYLOR their email address. Either he has never had it or he has an old
one: Indeed any change in address ought to be
registered with Pete or Bob Dennison so that Club records can be kept up to date.

Fielding-Smith have recently given birth. Jo to a bouncing baby boy, Alfie and Becky to her
second girl, Sophie. All together now.... Aaaaaaaaaah.

MISSON POSSIBLE: For those of you who haven‟t heard Trevor is soon to be slipping his
passport into his homemade Matilda and heading off down under. He‟s expecting to be away
for nine months to a year so we‟ll have to dream up mad adventures without him for a while.
His journey has already been blessed by various states of drunkenness but we offer a final
bon voyage and more importantly a safe return... when the authorities finally realise his visa
was only for a weekend return to Sidley in East Sussex.

Gissajob I could do that... #42: Science Correspondent. In an article of a
little over 500 words by the Guardian‟s Science Correspondent (I forget his name even though I have
it here right in front of me – I suspect it‟s made up) there comes another revelation from the zany world
of scientific research. Despite its own economy his article is fleshed out into a more substantial piece
of journalism by the addition of a leggy photograph of one of our premier young newsreaders, out
running, after having dropped her children (named and aged) at day school, in polo shirt and tennis
skirt and an obligatory pair of Asics Gel Nimbus-11s and by some dark sub-editor‟s sleight of hand; a
clutch of germane quotes from some worthy authors and a quarter-page advert for the latest unit of a
bestselling author whose running status is not dwelt upon... and two more photographs: (i) a cross-
section of the human brain identifying those areas „under the microscope‟ and (ii) one of our more
prolific literary authors so stick thin that you might immediately have guessed she was a runner but for
the wilderness of flowers and butterflies consumptively devouring the breast of her pullover which,
perhaps unfairly, marks her out as Great Aunt Joyce who lives alone and survives on just the juice of
one teabag a day... But am I making myself clear?
           Scientists, the science correspondent‟s article says, have concluded that „running and (sotto
voce) aerobic exercise stimulates the growth of new brain cells leading to enhanced memory recall‟.
Our correspondent opens with a mere twenty-five word paragraph which introduces his subject but
also manages to alienate his audience (surely) at the same time. I feel I should quote it in full; „The
health benefits of a regular run have long been known, but scientists have never understood the
curious ability of exercise to boost brain power.‟

          Now, the only thing regular running does with any certainty is make you a better runner – if
you stay free of injury. Health benefits? At best the jury is out. AND, is a „curious ability‟ sustainable
and credible and measurable? Perhaps I‟m being too harsh, he still does have over 500 words to do
what any science correspondent worth his salt must; illustrate the hard science for us in layman‟s
terms and convince us of its beauty.... „Come on, give t‟ lad a chance.‟
          His second paragraph is just as economical... Neuroscientists, Cambridge University, blah
blah... the point being that he has now settled exclusively on running... Now I‟m thinking, professional
footballers are pretty fit, regularly partake of a lot of aerobic activity, and have to remain tactically
aware as they go about it... they don‟t go around saying playing football makes your brain grow... Why
not? They simply don‟t is all! But why nooot? But why? I digress.
          And yet this running lark, oh boy, its benefits are measurable over the course of just a few
days; „...hundreds of thousands of new brain cells that improve the ability to recall memories without
confusing them...‟ Jesus, here I was, shattered after a long run, supposing I was just dehydrated when
in fact NO my head was simply about to explode with millions of new brain cells playing sardines!
          Excuse me if I skip a few paragraphs here, I need the exercise anyway as I‟ve been sitting at
my keyboard far longer than can be good for you and the science correspondent repeats himself a bit
at this point... in fact he re-jigs his basic phraseology (exercise, new brain, vital role, memory) three
times in as many paragraphs... perhaps he just forgot. There follows a short paragraph (blink and
you‟ll miss it) that says something important... apparently without the science correspondent‟s full
comprehension? „Neurogenesis‟, that is the fundamental process by which all beings regenerate brain
cells of whatever kidney, just as others burn-out and die, it has been reported in previous studies, is
suppressed in people suffering depressed moods... SO exercise we might draw our own conclusion,
seems to help as part of a positive framework for all those scientificky, chemically, electromagnetical,
thingys to get on with what they do best – keeping us up and running.
          So far so bloomin‟ obvious then? AGAIN! So move in The United States National Institute on
Ageing in Maryland (is that ageing in Maryland or the building in that place?) and away we go again.
MICE... or a mouse at least with unlimited access to a running wheel and its ability to choose a square
which has sugar behind it over a cunningly similar looking square that doesn‟t AND its ability to do so
far more effectively than its non-running mouse-peers... IT JUST WANTED THAT FIX OF SUGAR
MORE! The human equivalent our science correspondent goes on, „...could be remembering where
they parked on different trips to the supermarket.‟ – Who the f@#! cares.
          Who really knows what passes for intellectual stimulus in mouse-world? The increasingly
„subtle‟ alterations to the squares they had to remember as the scientists tried to „wrong-foot‟ them
may have been so obvious as to be beneath consideration for the inherently more intelligent mice that
had opted to be non-runners, whilst their eager-to-please stupid cousins ran and ran and walked on
their hind legs just to please the nice men in the white coats. – It‟s just a thought.
          They killed them all of course without differentiation (they labelled them only as they passed
through, runner/non-runner, delete as applicable) just to take a scalpel to the, „...dentate gyrus part of
the hippocampus where they found an average of 6,000 new brain cells every cubic millimetre.‟ WOW!
Now that‟s a big number and a very small place indeed.
          The article by our illustrious science correspondent does not record how long it took these
„new‟ cells to grow, how many „old‟ cells died in the process or what the average growth of cells in the
sedentary cousins was by comparison. BUT, wow! 6,000. And in a cubic millimetre. I‟m impressed.
          OR as Douglas Adams himself once said, „You live and learn. At any rate you live.‟

Now of course there is always an overlap as people are prone to do the most ridiculous
things whilst representing the Club and are pilloried in the report of whatever event they
tripped over their own tongue in so to speak. And there will always be those whose general
air of foolishness is so great that their latest faux pas barely registers on the Richter scale at
Plank Hall...

G: (Circling his foot just above the ground as he speaks) One can of course...ahem... can
one not, simply picture Trevor running along Manley beach, his big hairy chest taking in great
lungfuls of air, dressed only in little spandex shorts (here he draws out an imaginary strip of
material between thumb and index fingers)...
L: No Gordon, no. No-ooo.

NOW: It just so happened that I‟d had a massage in the afternoon so I was not participating
in the Monday night speed session but had gone down all the same in case a spare pair of
hands were needed/in solidarity with my fellows/to „network‟ with regard to the newsletter and
to pass on news, gossip etc. AND: It came to pass that the Blowers, hands full... stopwatch
and whistle... mid-session asked, „could you just put your hand in my pocket...‟ Dave backed
away. „No, my glasses are in there.‟ „Good... now can you put them on?‟ ...SO Dave does...
Now he can‟t see his watch either! Poor old, young Andy from Barton; fast but not yet having
developed that inner clock that tells you when the minute‟s up, cruises past 3 middle aged
men huddled up in a giggling fit giving it his all as Jason, who‟s only doing 60 seconds
anyway, automatically eases down... he‟s seen it all before...
(MEANWHILE: In hoody with an obligatory timekeeper‟s COH cap balanced on top of it... If
Phil Lambert were the editor, I would be featuring in the Klub myself for my own resistance to
Facebook where arrangements can be made without all this chasing around to damp dark
corners of the COH world... but then think of all the larks that would go unreported.)

                       ENJOY THE PEAK DISTRICT
I have been asked many times if we could return to the peak district for the summer camp we
   had for 6 years from 1995 onwards when we stayed at Moorside Farm near the village of
  Hollingsclough, a lovely relaxing place with great running and cycling to be had all around
                                        this lovely area.
      I have made contact with the owner Charlie Futcher and I have booked 5 days from
     Wednesday 14th July to Sunday 18th July 2010. The cost is £29 per day and this
includes bed, breakfast, evening meal and a packed lunch every day, believe me this is great
   value for the money the food is fantastic, ask Stuart or any of the others that used to go.
   To secure a place on this trip I need a deposit of £10 now, the rest you pay when we get
   there. I already have 11 people on the list and the farm accommodates 20 so don‟t hang
                           You can View at:
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     New apartment in Whitby available for short breaks. Close to the beach.
            Minimum 3 nights. Discounts for City of Hull members.
 Check website via Google for details: Whitby Holiday Cottages, „Top Floors‟.
  Anyone interested should contact Fiona and Mark Robinson, Tel: 01482 651428

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                         Barcelona Marathon 7th March 2010
                                      or alternatively titled
                               “Shall we have one for the road”
When I entered the Barcelona marathon I thought it would be a great opportunity to see the city but
unfortunately being injured, fat and unfit (no change there then) I didn‟t even make it to the start line!
So here‟s a spectators view of Stuart Blacks‟ personal best performance plus my observations on a
great weekend.
          Little did I know when I picked Stuart and Ann up on Friday lunchtime that Lucy would be
waiting on Salisbury Street to wave us off! Thanks Lucy.
          It was Spring Bank West before we first stopped, not for Stuart to go to the toilet but when Ann
asked Stuart for the envelope containing the travel docs and passports. “What envelope” replied
Stuart, “the one I gave you before we left” said Ann. “you never gave me an envelope” was Stuart‟s
reply. Car stopped, Stuart‟s case searched, envelope found!
          Friday was uneventful, nice drive to Liverpool airport, flight on time and we were surprised to
find that the plane wasn‟t on bricks! A 30 minute taxi ride to a lovely hotel situated 200 metres from the
start line. We ate a good meal and drank a number of very nice bottles of red wine, which I learned is
called “tinto” in Spanish, a word I heard repeated again and again over the weekend, mainly by Mr
          After breakfast on Saturday
morning we trotted down to collect
our race numbers and goodie bags. I
know I wasn‟t running but in
Barcelona the goodie bag is handed
out before the race and I didn‟t want
to miss out on my Barcelona t-shirt
especially considering it came with
the £40 entry fee! As the weather
was glorious, we caught the tube and
did some sightseeing. This was
extremely tiring, so not wanting to
exhaust Stuart too much we stopped
at a pavement cafe and had a couple
of beers. The sun was so strong both
myself and Carol came away with
sunburnt faces!!
          After lunch and more alcohol,
Stuart headed back to the hotel for a
rest, wanting to conserve his energy
for the following day‟s big event, whilst we continued our sightseeing tour. All the walking made us
very thirsty, so Ann forever the thoughtful wife, not wanting to disturb Stuart‟s pre-race nap took us to
a nice bar across the road from the hotel. You guessed it: we had a few more glasses of tinto, I didn‟t
want to but I thought it would be rude to let Carol and Ann drink alone.
          With Stuart fully rested, we went and sampled a nice Italian restaurant where a strange thing
happened, Stuart drank water, whilst us supporters sampled more tinto.

The day of the race arrived, and the sun had vanished. It was cool and overcast, ideal conditions to
run a marathon. Up before 7 o‟clock for an early breakfast , whilst the wives caught up on their beauty
sleep (by this time Carol needed a lot as she was looking like a panda, not a good look but the allergic
reaction she had suffered made her look like the next case for the domestic violence unit). I was
already feeling pre-race nerves, I don‟t know what I would have been like if I‟d been running. A stress
free 2 minute walk to the start and Stuart was ready to go.
         8.30 am and they were off. Kenyan‟s and Ethiopian‟s led the field of over 10,000 runners but I
didn‟t see Stuart run past, too many tall runners around him. Ann and Carol waited a little further along
the course to cheer him on and did manage to see him. Just after Stuart passed them, an old chap
decided he wanted to cross the road without waiting for a gap in the field and walked out into a female
runner. He then remonstrated with her, in Spanish, as he was „Spanish‟, which if translated would
have sounded like “you stupid woman, couldn‟t you see I was crossing the road”.

                                                                                 We next saw Stuart at
                                                                        13km, he was still going well not
                                                                        far behind the 3.30 pace balloon.
                                                                        Then it was off to the tube and
                                                                        on to the 25km point. Still looking
                                                                        strong as he passed by, with the
                                                                        3.30 pace balloon still a couple
                                                                        of minutes in front of him. I then
                                                                        made the girls jog along the
                                                                        street to try and catch him at the
                                                                        other end we failed.
                                                                                 Having     caught      our
                                                                        breath, we walked across the
                                                                        road to the 30km point, where
                                                                        you could see the runners at
                                                                        30km as well as the 25km points.
                                                                        All the runners had their 1
                                                                        name on their race number, so
                                                                        you can imagine the amusement
                                                                        when 2 runners, running together
                                                                        passed us; one was called Jesus
and the other Moses! Another runner passed us wearing a tight fitting pair of Union Jack cycling
shorts, to which Ann shouted “nice arse Anthony”, he was impressed! Stuart passed soon after with
the 3.30 balloon still ahead of him. I later found out that he thought he was following the 3.45 balloon
and was having a bad run. It was only when he saw the 3.45 balloon on the other side of the road he
realised he was on course for a personal best.

         Then it was back to the tube and off to the finish. The girls positioned themselves at the start
of the finishing straight but as they are both munchkins, they struggled to see over the people in front
of them. So off I went to find a better vantage point, having found one I couldn‟t find the girls who had
found their own and were eagerly waiting for... Anthony!
                                                                                  I set my new camera
                                                                        onto video mode and waited for
                                                                        Stuart. 3.35ish and there he was
                                                                        striding towards the finishing
                                                                        line. I managed to video him,
                                                                        only to find I had the camera on
                                                                        the wrong setting so I can‟t
                                                                        transfer it off my camera. Stuart
                                                                        crossed the line with the clock
                                                                        showing 3hr 37min 33sec, the
                                                                        official results gave a chip time
                                                                        of 3hrs 35min 20sec, a PB by 4
                                                                                  After a short walk back
                                                                        to the hotel, Stuart set another
                                                                        PB, this time for getting
                                                                        showered, dressed and into a
                                                                        bar for a few beers and more
                                                                        tinto      to     celebrate     his
                                                                        performance.         Later     that
                                                                        afternoon, the weather started to
                                                                        deteriorate and it began to rain.
                                                                                  By Monday morning the
                                                                        rain had got heavier, so we
                                                                        headed off to a shopping centre
to keep dry and for Ann and Stuart to buy an umbrella. We were due to fly home at 8.50pm, so we
planned a leisurely day, allowing Stuart‟s legs time to recover.

          An hour or so later, we left the
shopping centre to find it was snowing!!!
What could we do to avoid the snow?
Find a nice bar for lunch and more tinto.
Although it continued to snow it didn‟t
settle. After lunch, we headed back
towards the hotel and found another bar!
More tinto, but as I was driving back
home from Liverpool, plus not being a big
drinker, I only had a couple of beers to
be sociable.
          We had decided that we would
get a taxi back to the airport about 6pm,
leaving us plenty of time before the flight.
But as the snow continued and was
starting to settle, Ann decided we should
leave about 5.30, just in case the
weather got worse.
          5.30 came and went when Stuart
declared “shall we have one for the road”
and more tinto arrived. By now the traffic was building up, so we decided it was time to make a move
except for Stuart, who once again said “just one more for the road”. No Stuart, drink up we‟re going
          It was about 6pm by time we got back to the hotel, collected our bags and ordered a taxi. We
waited, and waited but no taxi appeared. The receptionist rang again but this time no answer. Traffic
was now nearing a standstill. What do we do? Wait for the taxi to arrive or try to flag one down, we
couldn‟t wait any longer so it was decided that we brave the elements and went in search of a taxi.
None would stop and the drivers on the taxi rank just shook their heads.
          No problem, we‟d catch a bus to the airport. Off we went to the bus stop across the road, one
bus passed without stopping and no other arrived, we later found out they‟d stopped running due to
the snow. The clock was now ticking, how do we get to the airport? No taxi‟s, no buses, a train was
our next option but where from? We had no idea where the station was, so down to the underground,
where Ann and Carol found an attendant who spoke English. When he told them that the station was
only 2 stops away Carol hugged him and off we went, racing against time to catch the train. We still
had our tube ticket from earlier except for Stuart, who had thrown his away, another delay whilst he
bought a ticket.
          We arrived at the train station to find it exceptionally busy, Stuart is struggling, his legs do not
want to work and all the stairs are taking their toll, no sympathy, marathon or not we had to catch the
next train. Tickets purchased, 2 minutes until the train leaves, the girls are sprinting towards the
platform, and Stuart is hobbling behind. We make it just in time but the train doesn‟t move, more and
more people keep getting on until it was like a London tube at rush hour.
          Eventually, at 7.25pm it leaves the platform, a 30min journey, we were going to make it to the
airport in time. But how far was the terminal from the station? As we rushed along the platform at the
airport we found that there were 2 terminals, which one do we need? Carol asked another passenger
who asked “where are you travelling to”, to which she replied “Europe”. Geography has never been
her strongest subject!
          We made it into the Terminal building about 8.10pm, 10 minutes left to board the plane, only
to find the plane was delayed. So how did we pass the time waiting, more tinto! The flight was delayed
further and the departure board was showing 21.45. As it wasn‟t showing the request to board Stuart
decided to have “one for the road”. Just as he started his final drink the boarding request appeared,
no rush says Stuart, “drink up” was Ann‟s reply and off we rushed the hundred yards to the boarding
gate, only to find the staff rushing us on as the plane was about to leave, but we‟d finally made it and
were on our way home.
          Hopefully, I‟ll be fit enough to run next year and with a bit of luck it won‟t snow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
          Stuart hopes to smash his PB and the girls are looking forward to seeing Anthony once

                 – Phil

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