Despite this being my first year of OCR, I have managed to attend a LOT of races. One of the biggest feathers missing from my cap, however, was Judgement Day. This had left a big hole in my OCR calendar, and I’m really not sure why I hadn’t signed up to JD Bordon. Perhaps I had anticipated being dead after worlds. Either way, I found myself on the cusp of a depressive episode, late on a Friday night, suffering preemptive FOMO as I saw people getting ready for Judgement Day. Then, like a gift from the muddy gods, a ticket fell into my lap, and then I really didn’t have any excuse not to tear apart my room looking for race kit.
I’m sure that by now, you are well and truly over it. You’ve endured the pictures, the wanky statuses, the ‘you had to be there’, jokes and the tales of our trials and tribulations on our quest to keep that little rubber band.
Well, sorry, but you’re going to have to deal with it awhile longer. I went to the OCRWC and I haven’t really been able to write about the race yet. But now I can. Lucky you. Continue reading
There are several must-attend staples of the OCR Calendar. Tough Guy, Nuclear, Dirty Weekend feature highly and the mighty Nuts Challenge is no exception. After testing the (cold) water at Winter Nuts back in March, I felt just about ready to take on an extra lap, taking my challenge to a nice, round 21k.
If I told you I was going to write an article on a group of people comprising predominantly middle class white men, I’m pretty sure you’d assume it wasn’t complimentary. Patriarchy! Glass ceiling! Sexism! Yes, those things all exist, and yes, a bunch of middle class white men are largely to blame for a lot of it. But this is about a rather different animal: the OCR man. Continue reading
Where to start.
Spartan Races run with the giants of the obstacle racing world. They’re internationally renowned, inclusive, well sponsored and largely predictable. They are often a newbie’s first introduction to obstacle racing, and therefore the beginning of a beautiful addiction. Continue reading
Facing the Reaper is something one would usually do when they’re about to die, but I had no intention of doing so on a crisp June evening, despite the fact that I was about to run a fearsome obstacle course in the PITCH BLACK. Continue reading
Still reeling from having had actual fun whilst actively competing at Mud Monsters, I went in to Ram Run thinking I was going to have a good time whilst aiming for a top ten position – people spoke favourably of the course and organisation. I really wanted to place, and after tootling around the Spartan Super for fun the day before, I felt pretty sprightly. Continue reading
World War Run, designed to commemorate WWI was put on at the NUTS venue by the cheeky little company Pukka Races. My interactions with the Pukka team lead me to think that they’re a really sound bunch, and they put on both serious, timed events such as this, and also the hilariously punny ‘Only Fools Ride Horses’. Continue reading
Well, this was unexpected. I had not actually planned to run Nuclear Rush last weekend, but as luck would have it, my acute jealousy coincided with a place becoming available with the Mudstacle team. Extended, kind, ticket-bearing hand bitten off, and I was in the car with the dog in tow with the promise of a borrowed tent and sleeping bag. Prepared, I was not. I’d only got Haribo and 9 bars to survive on. This, I must point out, is not my usual camping style Continue reading
Like it or loathe it, Tough Mudder is swiftly becoming the Marmite of the OCR world. Much adored by some, many of whom began their OCR journey at a Tough Mudder, and mocked by others who see it as a corporate money making exercise devoid of community values. Continue reading