This Blog is a tribute to Lloyd Newell, my wonderful little brother, to document our trials and tribulations as we embark on numerous events in the build up to The 100 Peaks Challenge in 2017. We have two aims; keeping his memory alive and trying to raise as much money as possible for some wonderful causes.
Lloydy was KIA June 2011 and we hope in time that our endeavours will enable us to create a foundation as a permanent tribute to the man he was, and the legacy he created.
A little detox required........
.......two stag-do's on consecutive weekends have taken their toll, and hit the training hard. The weekend of the 27th April, myself, John Midds, Pete, Coley, Bear, Coops were in Bournemouth for Jono's Stag-Do, costumed up as Stormtroopers. 25 of us in total, with Jono dressed up as Vader, with Yoda (Nick the Dwarf) handcuffed to him for the evening on the first night there. Myself, John and Pete did manage 5 miles with 5 hill spints and press-ups the night before we drove down, but a weekend of bad food, beer and skittlebombs would have certainly undone those efforts. That weekend was the weekend after the Virgin London Marathon and Coley fell off the wagon in dramatic fashion, after many months of hard training. He recorded a fantastic time of 3:11:59, but got beat severely by Nell McAndrew, as we continued to remind him most of the weekend, if he does the event again, we've encouraged him not to stop for lunch as well!
Crossing the line
it was in Krakow with James Davison (Peckle), for my Cousins Stag-Do, which was
pretty much the same as the weekend before, with better weather and in a
beautiful city! Hasten to say once I was picked up from Stansted by the
wife-to-be, the weariness really began to kick in! The guilt has also kicked in
now, knowing that my last meaningful exercise was 10 days ago, and whilst the
two weekends will be a highlight for me always, I've really begun to agonise
over missing my training. Trainers will be on tonight and I envisage a world of
hurt for the next few days, but getting back to pre-stags seriousness is a
must, and necessary, especially with our first group get together finally
planned and ready to go the weekend after next. Most of us will be together for
the weekend with a series of events and runs organised, and a perfect
opportunity to get some banter flowing, don't envisage the skittlebombs will
make an appearance though!
.......in every sense, and I can honestly say, in the last few days, when it comes to emotions; I've been through them all.
There are tough events, and then there's the Fan Dance!
Let me put it into context:
Saturday 20th July, I'm awake at 0440, the alarm is due to go off at 0515. The bed is unfamiliar and the room is like a frickin sauna! I lay there just waiting for the ducks to start quacking (if you have an iPhone, you'll understand) and listening to and watching my wife sleep. My admin is sorted, so I've got nothing to keep my mind occupied, well that I can get on with, without disturbing Caroline. When I return to the room from the shower, my beautiful wife as she always does, had placed a card where I had been laying, every event she has done this, and boy does it put a lump in the throat. I'm just waiting for breakfast to turn up and to get myself in my kit. Breakfast arrives and to be fair, I can't face it, the banana loaf that's on the tray lo…
........it's been two weeks now since we completed The 100 Peaks Challenge and to say the post-challenge blues have set in is an understatement of epic proportions. Don't get me wrong being back home with my family is the best thing ever, especially after a month of what we had to endure. The moment the hotel door opened in the Travel Lodge in Merthyr, the night before we completed the Challenge, to reveal my littleman and gorgeous wife standing there, will live with me as one of the most precious moments of my life, ever.
However, there's something magical about pitting your wits against everything that nature can throw at you (bar midgie hell), which is immeasurably a lot easier to tolerate than being back in the daily big city grind, which poetically itches like midgie hell! There is no substitute for the freedom that affords you.
Over two years ago I had an idea, and I nurtured that idea (with some pretty significant help) into reality, on three fronts it has been suc…
Firstly my apologies as I publish this post, I've still got loads to catch up on from the second half of 2016 and the first part of 2017! I will get back to that I promise, there is some great stuff to write about, The Cateran Yomp, Berlin Marathon, The Winter Fan Dance - Trident Edition and my first official Ultra and a few Marathons in April (this month)!
But with 30 days to go and the weekend just gone being Lloydy's birthday it seemed appropriate to pen an update on The 100 Peaks Challenge.
We are now as you can imagine into the business end of the Challenge, with Ops and Logistics being the spearhead of our focus at the moment, even relatively simple tasks of getting to the start of the Challenge (Basecamp 1 - Glen Nevis) are more difficult than you can imagine, especially when you have no money as such to fund a Challenge like this! We have though been fortunate in the last week to receive a cash sum towards the Ops costs which means at least now we have some cashflow an…