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For anyone who has never done this race, it is about 1500ft of descent and there is a 20mph tail wind all the way from start to finish. At least that is what you might believe looking at the results from todays race and some of the fantastic times achieved by Bella runners today. The biggest PB I heard of was 5 minutes but there were a few people who had taken 2-3 minutes off there PB times. Fantastic effort and well done to everyone who took part. There was a massive turnout of purple vests gathered at Balloch – easily the most represented club at the event. There were a few technical problems which led to the start being delayed by 25 minutes but eventually we set off. Of course, I am joking above – the route is actually very hilly and there was a slight head wind all the way which made all the times even more impressive. As usual the Bella supporters were out in force, Brendan’s cowbell was heard in places and even though she was in Madrid, Tammy Ward could still be heard in places!! This year the race had been moved back to March from its normal time in April resulting in a very strong field with people using this as an early chance to prepare for Spring marathons. The official results have not been released at time of writing but I know that I finished 5th overall, including a PB, so was very pleased. The men also took the first team prize with myself, Bruce Carse (dipping under the 75 minute mark for the first of many times) and Russell Whittington being the first three counters. In reality the men could probably also have been awarded the second prize as well but whether we got this, again, I don’t know at time of writing. All in all, it was a very strong start to the season for so many runners. I think we might be hearing about a lot of PB’s as the season progresses!! Well done again to everyone. Craig

There was a good turnout from the club at the Nationals, held once more in Callendar Park in Falkirk this year. We arrived with a welcome addition to the team in the shape of the Bella Gazebo. Despite one of the walls attempting to swirl round the course at one point, without a race number and chip it was never going to gain us team points. Although it my first time participating in this race, there was no need to be nervous as there were plenty of club members on hand who had raced here before and were happy to explain the course and what to look out for. In addition, the familiar sound of Brian Burnett’s commentary over the PA made it feel like a Bella race in Bellahouston Park and I was immediately put at ease. After my last cross country experience, I decided that no matter how slow I was, the one thing I wouldn’t be was cold. I snuggled into my survival suit and didn’t protest too much at Gerry H’s slagging about how many layers I was wearing. He had a point. Although there was a wind chill factor in the cold February air, the sun at least made an appearance, and the torrential rain promised for the Senior Men’s Race never amounted to more than a thick drizzle. With the largest field for 20 years, the start of both the Senior Women’s and Senior Men’s races was great to watch and even better to be part of. Callendar House made an impressive backdrop, and with hundreds of runners lined up in club colours it was like being on the set of Braveheart. At the gun you could feel the earth shake under a thousand feet hurling themselves at the first hill, inevitably far too quickly for the long battle with the course to come. For a road runner, cross country is always hillier and muddier than the routes we’re used to, and Callendar Park was no exception. The hill at the back of the course was a river of mud by the end of the afternoon. Wearing trail shoes, I found my legs spinning like Fred Flintstone, except I wasn’t staying still, I was going backwards. I felt like a particularly poor contestant on Total Wipeout and the question was simply ‘when’ I’d fall flat on my face in the mud and not ‘if’. Amazingly, it was another runner who got an impromptu facial mud mask, 10 points from the Russian judge on the sidelines, and I escaped relatively unscathed. Approaching the end of the second lap two thoughts crossed my mind. The first was how quick Callum Hawkins was as he lapped me and disappeared round the last bend to win the race. I then contemplated how unfair it was that the men had to run a lap more than the women but concluded my indignation wasn’t because I was a champion of equality, it was merely a result of me being tired […]

The Scottish Masters Cross Country Championships have been held annually since 1971. It’s a chance for athletes over 40 to prove they’re not over the hill. At least not until they’re halfway round the course and have disappeared over it. Teviotdale Harriers celebrate their 125th Anniversary in 2014, which is why this year’s event was held in Hawick and not anywhere remotely nearby. After seeing the weather forecast, I was clearly several chips short of a fish supper for not pulling out like almost half of the registered field. If, heaven forbid, “I’m a Celebrity…” is ever set in Scotland, Saturday’s event would make the perfect Bush Tucker Trial. The weather wasn’t too bad when Robert, Peter, Shona and I met at the Ski centre shortly after 10:30. Once on the M8 though, the rain became torrential. Ever the optimist, our Club President assured us that it was always drier on the East Coast. Ever the realist, Shona reminded us that it was always colder too. Two hours later we arrived at the Leisure Centre in a very cold, and very wet Hawick, and met Greig and Danielle, and Scott and Linda Kennedy but there wasn’t any sign of Hamish. We got our numbers, put our change of clothes in a locker for after the race and looked to get to the start. It was so cold and wet we decided to drive the 1/2 mile or so. A sensible plan if I had the first clue where we were going. After our impromptu tour of every street in the town, we eventually found the course 5 minutes before Shona’s race, up a steep hill and round a narrow farm track between two houses. The course itself was well designed with a mix of hills, open terrain and muddy farmland, but that was irrevelent. It was just so cold. And wet. The women’s race was won by Angela Mudge of Carnethy Hill RC in 26:06, almost a minute and a half ahead of second place Janet Dunbar of Edinburgh AAC. Shona placed a very creditable 36th in 32:41, and considerately neglected to say how much worse the weather was on the far side of the course. I thought waiting for the 8km men’s race to start were the coldest 45 minutes of my life, as we kept running up and down the field supposedly to warm up. Only we weren’t getting any warmer. And there still wasn’t any sign of Hamish. The relief of huddling together on the start line like a bunch of penguins was far too short lived. The first kilometer was ok, steadily up hill with footing that wasn’t too bad and I could see Robert not too far ahead. After that the course was onto the open moor, with horizontal hail and sleet and a wind that cut deeper than one of Malcolm Tucker’s tirades in “The Thick of It”. Foolishly I’d left my hat, gloves and long sleeved top at home (what was I thinking?!?). […]

With this race counting for both the club championship and the winter handicap, there was an impressive Bella turnout of 24 guys and 9 ladies. After a (mostly) straightforward distribution of race numbers up at the yacht club, and me recieving lots of envious comments about my fancy new Bella tracksuit (buy one here: https://www.bellahoustonroadrunners.co.uk/the-club/club-kit/), and some not so envious comments about the colour of my ridiculous new race shoes, the migration to the start area began. A stiff breeze meant that the normally flat and fast course was likely to be a bit more tricky than usual. Everyone was shivering on the start line, subtly looking around for someone suitably large to hide behind in the wind, and simultaneously realising that unfortunately they were surrounded by scrawny club runners. Oh dear! After a lap-and-a-half of Battery Park we were out on the road and up the one slight hill and down past the yacht club and onto the esplanade. The waves suggested the wind was at our backs to carry us (although I didn’t feel it myself) down to the turn point. So it was round the lone high-viz jacketed marshal who was acting as the human turn point, and back into the wind It looked like there were some pretty serious battles going on at the faster end of the race, with an extra-fast field this year from all over Scotland (well, a few folk came through from Edinburgh). And it turns out Callum Hawkins set a new course record in a staggering 23.58. After the world’s longest raffle (seriously, did anyone who bought a ticket NOT win anything!?) it was time for the prize giving. Inverclyde MP (that means’ Member of Parliament’, not ‘Marathon Pace’…) Ian McKenzie was there to dish out the prizes, not before taking a good ribbing from the race organisers about how sh*t he is at running. Anyway, little did team Bella know, untold bounty was headed their way…. Ladies: Carla was 2nd in the ladies race, and Katie won a gold medal for 1st place FV40, with Mary Senior hot on her heels taking the silver for 2nd FV40. 2nd team prize (Carla Molinaro, Katie Mathieson and Louise Ross) Men: 3rd team prize (Craig Reid, Bruce Carse, Bruce Carmichael, Iain Burns, Russell Whittington and Grant MacDonald) There may well some male vets prizes to follow too, but Bella club captains were severely reprimanded for not filling in the entry forms properly with age group categories. It sounds like there were PBs galore in some tricky conditions which is great to see. Your captains are proud, well done folks! Bruce

Before sitting down to write some thoughts on my race I had a little read over some blogs from this years race and I think no one summed up the experience more accurately than Mimi Anderson who declared “shit that was hard”. I don’t think anyone who took part in the race would disagree with that. If you can’t be bothered reading on that should be your take home message But for the rest of you, a bit of background: the Spine Race is a 268 mile non stop race along the entire length of the Pennine way. In January. For those who don’t want to spend the next 3 months recovering they also offer a shorter race: the Spine Challenger- a 108 mile race from Edale to Hawes. Exactly the same route as the Spine race, you just get the luxury of finishing at checkpoint 2 instead of pushing on to Kirk Yetholm. I like a long run but 268 miles is pushing it a bit so I went for the more sensible 108 mile Challenger option. Me and Elsie travelled down the day before, staying at Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese Inn, which sounds delightful but was a bit shit. Thin walls and neighbours having a lively bit of rumpy pumpy didn’t make for the most restful night. And they wouldn’t give us an early breakfast either, so a quick cup of tea and porridge in a pot it was before we legged it over to Edale for an 8am start. The weather forecast had promised a dry day, so inevitably as we gathered on the start line the heavens opened prompting a mad dash in the packs for waterproofs. I had to feel a bit sorry for the optimistic chap in compression shorts when the rain turned to first hail and then snow. The first few hours flew by and were pretty good fun despite the unexpected snow. Navigation was pretty easy at this stage mainly because we could just follow Marcus Scotney’s big Hoka footprints in the snow. In what felt like no time we were at Torside reservoir, where I was told Marcus was going well and was 10minutes ahead in the lead. I decided I wasn’t going to try and hang on at that pace and stopped to sort out my feet which were already very wet and were getting a few hot spots. The field started to spread out at this stage and I was mainly on my own. Things were going well until I had a lapse of concentration on Castleshaw Moor where I missed a turn and went too far west. I dithered about retracing my steps, but instead decided to take the fell runner approach and straight lined it back to where the Pennine way crossed the road a short way ahead. Probably the wrong decision as I watched Daniel Hendrikson overtake me taking the correct path while I struggled through tussocks and bog getting back on track. I imagined my […]

Firstly thank you to everyone for all of your support pre and post the race it was really appreciated! About a week after racing at the West Districts XC Race Bruce sent me an awesome email to say that I had been selected to race for West Scotland at the Bupa Great Edinburgh International and Scottish Inter-District Cross Country Race in Edinburgh. I don’t think it had really sunk in what level I would be racing at until I turned up in Edinburgh on a very chilly Saturday morning! As I arrived at Holyrood Park at 9am on Saturday morning the park was already buzzing with marshals putting barriers out, people warming up and blaring music from Capital FM. When I arrived at the park I started to walk the course I thought one of my ‘friends’ was running towards me as I recognised her, so I gave a cheery wave for it only to register as she passed me a pretty rapid rate that it was in fact Paula Radcliff an idol not a friend! At that moment I think I registered that this race was a pretty big deal. After warming up for about 45minutes with a combination of lunges, monkey squats (don’t ask) and strides I was ready to go. I stood on the start line completely under-dressed with 42 other girls. It was pretty intimidating standing on the start line with so few runners but also really exciting to get your name called out by the commentators as you stepped up to the line. The course entailed 3 x 2km laps that went up shorts sharp hills, along slippery muddy banks and across a couple of small streams. It was a great course and certainly sapping on the legs, as I was warned that it would be. The race was great fun and I loved having my name shouted out at every corner, it would become apparent later that this was because another girl called Karla was one place behind me! After 24minutes of running I finished the race in 26th place, 6th in the West District (beating my previous West District placing by 4 places) absolutely shattered! This was definitely one of the hardest races that I have ever done, I ate 4 Hot Cross buns for dinner because I didn’t have the energy to cook and slept for 12hours straight to prove it! Give me another Ironman any day !

I’ve been planning to do the Aonach Mor Uphill for a few years but have always been put off by bad weather or bad hangovers (or both). With renewed resolve I decided 2013 was going to be the year. I even recce’d the course from the car park on Hogmanay and seeing that the hill was snow-free up to 2000 feet, it had to be ‘Game on’ for the 1st Jan. My first error was not to have checked online – the race has been such a success in recent years that it’s now pre-registration only. I managed to convince the organisers to allow me to follow the race as long as I didn’t cross the finish line. Mental note for next year! At 9 quid including soup and a gondola ride (see later) it’s easy to see why it’s so popular. The race is classified AS, meaning short and steep (4k/610m), and is one of the 3 uphill-only races in Scotland. As far as I’m aware it is also the only hill race that starts at a cafe and finishes at a restaurant (Pine Marten at the bottom, Snow Goose at the top) which on the first of January is a major bonus. As 11am approached, only 3 out of 108 entrants failed to show – pretty impressive stuff given the date. A very brief briefing and we were off. The route follows the World Cup Downhill Mountain Bike course for about 90 percent of the way, avoiding gap jumps and drop offs but seemingly not much else. Anyone who’s ever ridden or spectated at the course will know that the bottom part of the track is fast and steep; mud, rocks and burns keep things interesting, but there’s no escaping from the relentless up hill slog. By now I was somewhere mid-pack, with most around me walk-running up the single track and not much overtaking going on. Half way up, the route emerges from the forest onto the open hill with a mixture of gravel paths and those slatted wooden bike tracks covered in chicken wire. The angle softens a bit here, with a few zig zags and traverses allowing some decent runnable sections. A chilly wind and patches of snow added to the fantastic mountain atmosphere. I was running with my son, and with no race numbers we could take the occasional breather. A nice bonus, as the views northwards across the snow-capped hills to Knoydart were amazing. A last push across the snow line and a sidestep past the finish marshals and we were heading to the Snowgoose for celebratory hot chocolates. For those officially registered, the entry fee includes soup and a roll, a cup of tea and the gondola ride down, a nice way to swap experiences with other runners. One competitor I spoke to was truly inspiring: having partied till 6:30 am, he got a couple of hours sleep before hitching to the start line. Impressive! Winner on the day was Robbie Simpson […]

Spurred on by a tough but thrilling hill debut on Ben Venue a few weeks ago, I decided to have a crack next at the short but steep Dumyat Dash. When Bella hill veteran David Stakes and I set off from Glasgow there was no sign of the forecasted high winds and rain, but then my fave weather app (weather pro HD) had confidently predicted that it wouldn’t appear till EXACTLY 12noon, after the race was over. Great! What could go wrong? Compared to triathlon, pre-race was refreshingly simple: sign the sheet, pay a fiver, read the warning, get your number (pin onto shorts) that’s it. With a jacket and old ski hat in my bumbag, I was all set. After a warm up around Menstrie and quick course recce, we lined up with around 90 hill runners for 11am. A brief briefing, then ‘Ready? Go!’ And we were off. The route kicks up steeply during the first mile, and as we crested the first ridge we got a breathtaking view across the forth valley. We also got a view of the serious-looking rain clouds scudding towards us. By now I was roughly mid-pack, and with the wind at our backs I was feeling good. A quick and hilarious descent through waist-deep bracken led to two burn crossings (I don’t know why I had bothered to try to keep my feet dry) before the climb up to the summit of Dumyat. By this stage the wind and rain were really getting going, and most people were reaching for their jackets (how could my app have got it a whole hour wrong?!) I’d now picked up a few more places, and got my head down for the slog/crawl/heave up the hill in increasingly wild weather. My concentration was broken by the sound of thunder which turned out not to be the weather but the leaders coming down the hill towards us at full pelt. I still can’t get my head round how fast some people descend. I felt a sudden stab of panic that they were so far ahead, which spurred me on to the top. Rounding the cairn with a cheery word from surely the hardiest marshal in Scotland (‘you’re 40th!’), I headed back down into the teeth of the gale. By this stage my woolly ski hat was sodden and had stretched to the size of a baggy jumper. Hurtling downhill, one hand holding it on, eyes half shut against the battering rain, it was only a matter of time before the inevitable, spectacular crash. Hard-won places on the way up were immediately lost. Darn! Back through the burns, followed by an ankle-testing traverse along a muddy sheep trod (cue several more comedic prat falls) and we were back in sight of the village and the sprint to the line. I finished in 64 mins/41st, while the legendary David Strakes (who ran most of it in his Bella vest!) grabbed a PB of 69mins/64th with fellow Bella Ronnie McGavock […]

My first Cross Country encounter… Location:Darrock Park / Gourock Race Type:Cross Country – Individual Distance: 6miles gents / 4miles ladies Start Time 13:40pm for both When Captain Bruce Carse posted on the Forum there was a xc race in Gourock I was interested as the location & start time was appealing. However my race started early Sunday morning at 11.30am at the Bella Ski Centre car park – I’ll explain later. With this being my first xc race, I needed shoes that would over see mud!!! After some intense research I decided to take a trip over to the well stock Achillies Heel and take advantage of the 15% discount card I won / well I always tell myself that I win these cards despite everyone getting them for taking part in certain races. Stephan the shop manager as usual was giving me the best of advice in choosing the appropriate footwear. After trying on several brands inov-8 came up trumps so I eventually went for the Mud Claw 265 size 8.5 – I must point out I did try Spikes, however, felt it was too much of a transition from only ever experiencing Road / Trail Shoes. So I paid for my new xc shoes skipping out the door along Great Western Road down towards Byres Road for a well earned coffee break. I stumbled across Patisserie Francoise, a bakers’ shop serving a selection of bakery products including bread, confectionery and pastries – got lucky and managed to obtain the window seat tucking my new found friends {inov-8 shoes} under the table that will see me eat up the Gourock Mud & anything else it has to throw at me. Feeling like a King sitting on his throne with the best seat in the house watching the Byres Road commuters go about their Saturday afternoon business, my mind started to drift and think about the race which was less than 24 hours away, suddenly my day dreaming was over with a gentle voice with a hint of a French accent looking to take my order. I decided to go for a lovely looking crepe sandwich thing from the menu that had tons of green oils as part of the side food{s} and a grande Cappachino. My heart beating faster as I noticed a guy running by which brought my thoughts back to Gourock.!!! Food and hot drink gone I decided to head home. Once home I took off my Timberlands followed by thick Mountain Socks and decided to wear my new Mud Eating Machines in and around the house with a pair of Inov-8 Trail Socks to break them in – the start of my Tsunami – shoes were too big, it was too late to call the shop, I panicked.!!! After a sleepless night, worrying what I was going to do, I resigned to the fact that I would have to run in my La Sportiva Wildcat 2.0 Trail Shoes and there was no way I was going […]

Saturday saw a impressive squad of 14 guys and 14 ladies from the club made the journey down to Kilmarnock to take part in this in cross country race. It was hosted by Kilmarnock Harriers and registration and changing was at the impressive looking new Ayrshire Athletics Arena.The writing was on the wall for what the course would have in store for us when we saw the state of some of the junior runners who had finished the race, with one or two of them cake head to toe in mud. And one of them doubled over spewing after his race. This was going to be REAL cross country! The ladies were first to experience the mud-fest, with the main highlight(?) being the knee-deep swamp section. It was pretty interesting the first time you negotiated it as you had no idea how deep it was or what was at the bottom. Thankfully there were no nasty surprises lurking in the depths (abandoned shopping trolleys, etc) although the swamp monster did help itself to one of Julia’s shoes. I guess on the plus side, a least there weren’t too many hills. Everyone successfully got round the challenging course, complete with bemused looks from the sheep who’d had to give up their field for the day. And all of you regular race report readers will be happy to hear that Derek Rigmand had taken delivery of his new XC shoes – probably not looking quite so new now though! Bella superstars on the day were Ally Ewen (18th place) and Carla Molinaro (10th place). And yet again the club showed its great strength in depth with a fantastic performance in the team competition with both men’s and ladies team picking up bronze medals against some top class competition. Counters for the ladies: Carla, Romy, Elsie and Louise Ross Counters for the men: Ally, Greig, Ciaran, Bruce, Liam, Grant Well done to everyone who took part, there were some great runs and your captains are proud of your efforts! Next XC race is the big one – the National Championships in Falkirk on Saturday 22nd Feb – so get the date in your diaries. Big thanks to Brian for all his help with transporting and set up of the gazebo. Cheers, Bruce   UPDATE: Carla Molinaro has indeed qualified for the Inter-District XC in Edinburgh on Jan 11th. Scottish Athletics confirmed this today.Nice one Carla, we’ll maybe see you on TV!

Thanks to everyone who took park in todays event, whether that was running or helping.  Provisional results are available here. Any queries on the results should be sent to races@bellahoustonroadrunners.co.uk  

For all entrants to the Jimmy Irvine Bella 10K, bib numbers and desk collection information is available here. Any queries should be sent to races@bellahoustonroadrunners.co.uk    

This years Jimmy Irvine Bella 10K, taking place on Saturday 9th November, is now sold out.  Many thanks to all those who have entered, we look forward to seeing you in November. We will operate a waiting list through Entry Central until Wednesday 6th November when the entrant list will be finalised.  If we become aware of entries becoming available we will allocate these to those on the waiting list.  If you have an entry you do not wish to use, please get in touch at races@bellahoustonroadrunners.co.uk There will be no ‘on the day’ entry.

Many thanks to everyone who took part in todays race, as well as all those who assisted staging the event. Provisional results are available here. Any queries should be sent to races@bellahoustonroadrunners.co.uk