Two surprising things happened to me in 2014.
1) I got the two qualification points I needed to enter the 2015 CCC at the UTMB.
2) I actually got a place in the race this year.
This is surprising since having not got a place in the CCC last year, then being downed for the first three months of 2014 with a back injury I decided to take a rest year in 2014. Though looking back at the training diary I still clocked a little over 2000KM for the year I definitely did less of the hard fast training that had been a theme of 2013. By June I had pretty much given up on the idea of running a 2 pointer – I new this would mean a long (>60km) mountain (> +3000m hight gain) type race and I was not in the shape to even train properly let alone run it. Then in July the tide changed.
We had the long summer holiday ahead of us – nearly 3 weeks in the Dolomites around the Latemar and Rosengarten mountain ranges. We stayed at a fantastic agri-tourismo farm (Shadnerhof) located at about 1600m above sea level and not to far away trails leading up to nearly 3000m. The first few runs I did here were pretty tough, my lungs looking for air that wasn’t there, but I quickly acclimatized and headed to some of the more challenging trails. The Dolomites are an amazing mountain group – dramatic, sheer, brutal and more technical than anything I had run before. Different trails have different rhythms and it always takes a while to find the right technique in a new place, but here it required careful concentration not to twist your ankles on the rough ground.
Anyway I did few runs up over 2800m and there is a nice snow covered “bowl” at the top of the mountain and had great fun doing some speed work up there on the snow in the middle of summer!
By the time the three weeks were up I was looking and feeling pretty strong again. A combination of the running, living high up and spending the rest of the time on my feet walking with the family meant I was mountain fit again. On the final day I did a run up Torre di Pisa (+2671m) – I passed an Italian man on the way up, he turned to his son and said “forte!” (strong) which really pushed me on.
Driving home we passed through the Algaeuer Alpen in southern Germany. I was pretty sad to be leaving the mountains and knew that a 2 point ultra covering 70KM with +3000m of total elevation gain was happening in the Algaeu in 3 weeks. I was definitely not ready to give up the UTMB dream or the mountains for that year.
(I’ll deal with what happened in the Algaeu in the next part)