Event 10: London to Brighton

So to complete our double event weekend or triple event week, 
we thought we'd go for something nice and simple! Instead we 
went for the London to Brighton bike ride! 
 
Now for those of you who don't know what that is or live 
abroad or have just been asleep, it is exactly what it says 
it is. A cycle ride from London (Clapham Common to be precise) 
to Brighton pier. Its around 60 miles through the back roads 
from south London to the Coast.
 
This is an ever popular event that has been running for a 
number of years and now has around 50,000 participants. 
With that, there is a need for staggered starts. 
Sully and I were due to set off at 7.30am however after 
a sleepy start to the morning and a burst tyre on the way 
to the station, it was more like 8.30!  

Clapham Common, note Red socks and One T's!

The course is a gentle amble through the streets of South 
London where it becomes apparent that the roads aren't 
closed to other traffic! Then out into the countryside 
around the Carlshalton area! 
 
Along the way there are several designated stops for 
refuelling and rubbing any weary thighs, all the way to 
the dreaded Ditchling Beacon! En route we'd heard what 
looked like experienced men saying things like "its big" 
and "i won't get the whole way up". Sully and I had agreed 
to part ways and meet at the top after these comments. 
As it turns out he smoked up it barely breaking a sweat 
where as I took the more scenic route and enjoyed what 
was left of the view as the heavens had opened! 

Tommy chilling at the bottom of Ditchling Beacon

Red Socks! Hooooooooo!

From the peak it was quite literally all downhill from 
there, all the way to the sea front, where our planned 
fish and chips would be waiting for us.
 
Sully and I have a difference of opinion on this event. 
Sully (who cycles 100 miles a week) thought it was rather 
easy. Whereas I don't. Either way I think we both enjoyed 
ourselves and completed event 10.
 
A big thank you to Mr and Mrs C for picking up our bikes, 
so that we could get the train back. 

Event 10, Done

 Also a gentle reminder, we aren't just doing all these 
events for fun and our own personal pleasure. We are 
also raising money for One Difference and the great work 
that they are doing for those less fortunate in Africa! 
So if you have some spare change or a little more please 
do donate at our just giving page.  

http://www.justgiving.com/30B430 

Anything will be much appreciated.

Event 9: Race for Recovery

Sorry it has been so long since I have posted up our events. We have however 

been very busy doing events so these blogs should come thick and fast as we 

are now up to 14!  

Event 9 was essentially an army fitness test, set up for the public to try and 

to raise money for 'help for heroes'.

The set up, over at the Duke of York barracks in Chelsea was simple 2 

minutes of press ups, 2 mins of sit ups and a mile and a half run! Army 

qualification figures are 45 press ups, 60 sit ups and 10.30mins on the run!

The event is run by the current military, therefore the judges are of the 

highest nature! Sully and myself both smashed out the required level of 

press up and more, the sit ups were a little harder and we fell short there 

but only just with 54 and 56 respectively! With wobbly legs and arms we 

then started the run! Sully cruised round and came in bang on 10:30 and 

i was a minute behind him!

This event was a lot harder than it sounds and it gives credit to our boys 

and girls in the forces!

Thank you to Anna for coming to watch and support us!

Onto event 10. The london to brighton bike ride. 50 odd miles down to the coast.

Event 8: The Three Peaks Challenge

After 7 events, Tommy and I are no strangers to arriving at a start line full of apprehension and absolutely no idea what lay ahead of us. Non more so however with event 8, the three peaks challenge.

The three peaks challenge is a nationally recognized event in which the goal is to simply climb the three highest peaks in mainland UK, Ben Nevis (Scotland), Scafell Pike (England) and Snowdon (Wales), all within 24 hours.

Our good friend Olly had meticulously organized the weekend for a staggering 25 people, which required 2 mini buses and 6 drivers to share out the time behind the wheel. We were to start the clock at the base of Nevis as close to 5pm as possible, which after leaving Weybridge at 5:30am we made after a quick detour to pick some of our party up from Glasgow airport. We grabbed some supplies from a nearby Morrisons and a cheeky cheeseburger from the golden arches for morale then made our way to the start line (well…start bridge).

Full of energy and optimism, the intrepid group stood craning necks up to the peak of Nevis which disappeared into a halo of clouds. We had driven through some pretty poor weather on route, so, relieved that the weather was being kind to us we started the clock at 5:30 and stomped off which purpose, vigor and somewhat naïve confidence.

Anyone who has climb Nevis will tell you that the first hour is a baptism of fire. After 20 or so minutes the majority of the group were puffing and sweating, stopping to remove misjudged layers of clothing and the group was silent for the first time in 10 hours, nobody wanting to be the first to say “I don’t know about you but I’m knackered”. Thankfully one of the group owned up to being tired which released the pressure for everyone else to agree that it was already tougher than they expected, oh dear.

But like true soldiers everyone trudged on and mercifully the mountain eased up its gradient for a spell after an hours climbing and the mood lightened. Naturally with a large group, people went at their own pace, some relentlessly marched on ahead, some conserved energy and kept a steady pace and some needed some encouragement, which group hero Woody provided for them in spades. The temperature changed dramatically throughout the climb and people started adding layers as we climbed, occasionally popping ears and rubbing weary thighs. We were finally met by the summit which had a fair bit of snow coverage and a welcome sight to all. 

Nevis summit (no really, that's it!)

After throwing a number of high fives, taken an inordinate amount of ‘mountaineer’ posed photos (see Exhibit A) and a few refreshments, we started our way down. 

(Exhibit A)

The inexperienced among us assumed that downhill was going to be a breeze, it wasn’t, if anything the descent seemed to damage peoples legs the most. Heavy impacting steps on the knees, slipping and stumbling we made our way to the bottom, unable to take in much of the breathtaking views due to such intense concentration on negotiating a route down.

With all of the above in mind we managed to get the entire team up and down inside our predicted 4 1/2 hours, which is astonishing with such a large group of mixed fitness and ability. With broken legs and spirits, and a newly developed sense of apprehension we saddled up and set off on the 6 hour drive to Scafell Pike at around 10pm, a little behind schedule but more worried about having to climb two more mountains.

Driving through the night thanks to a good stint from our night watchmen drivers (thanks boys and girls) we arrived at the base of Scafell at 4:30am, bang on time.

Scafell Pike, although the lowest peak at just under 1000 meters, is notoriously the hardest to navigate, especially in poor weather. We were all very glad to be met by beautiful clear skies, with the sun just beginning to poke it’s head over the crest of England’s highest peak.

Now seasoned climbing professionals we all set out, all trying to hobble off the stiffness of the previous mountain and the long drive. We did unfortunately have to leave a few behind this time, my brother James had messed up his knee on Nevis and couldn’t carry on, and Jim decided to save his legs for Snowdon. The weather at the top of Scafell was incredible, the views stunning, and the feeling of being half way and on time gave the group a renewed sense of belief that we could actually do it.

At Scafell's Peak

One of the many breathtaking views

We all managed to get down inside 3 hours, with some even running the entire way down and finishing the mountain in a commendable 2 ½ hours! Some chose to stand in the crystal clear river water at the bottom, acting as a natural ice bath for the calves, and Tommy even danced his way across the finish line, apparently everyday he’s shuffling!

Joking apart, that was seriously cold!

After a quick round of high fives again we set of on the final 4 ½ hour drive to Snowdon, hearts full of spirit and determination.

13:05. Wales. Home of slate, mining, and on this day, disgusting weather. Snowdon is debatably the easiest of the three peaks although this certainly wasn’t the case for us. It almost felt like the mountain was trying to show us how lucky we had been on the previous climbs. The miner’s track has a flat start which was simple brisk stroll, followed by a 200 meter scramble, finishing in a long jagged climb to the summit. The higher we climbed, the more it rained, the more the winds blew and the worse the visibility got. So much so that at one point the group with me at the front were considering turning back as it was getting dangerous. We were not going to give up without a fight though, after all, we’d just spent the best part of 20 hours getting to this point. We all pushed on, all reached the top, no high fives, a quick click of a camera to prove ‘I was here’ and then a race down the mountain and out of the appalling conditions.

An idea of the conditions modeled by Ben and Bruce

A group of us again ran the entire way, which got pretty hairy at points as the path down was now pretty much a waterfall. The first of the group completed the final mountain with an overall time of 22hrs 28mins and 36secs, a great effort. We then sheltered in the nearby café, waiting and hoping that people got down safe and within the 24 hour deadline.

Astonishingly, every single person who was still on course for the challenge made it down within the allotted time, the last of which came in with 18 minutes to spare! Incredible!

I genuinely didn’t think we would be able to get so many of us to complete the challenge, there were so many things that could have gone wrong. It is a testament to Olly’s organization, Woody’s patience and time keeping, and the whole groups determination to get it done.

Congratulations to everyone who came, even the people who didn’t manage the official challenge broken some personal boundaries so everyone on the trip should be very proud of themselves. I salute the below list of heroes:

Olly Hickling


Tom Fraser


Andrew O’Sullivan


Ben Lakin


Max Deeley


Bruce Kingma


Andrew Lait (Meerkat!)


Laura Stephenson


George Perry 


Matt(ress) Shipley


Karen Betts


Jim Phipps


Alasdair Woodbridge


Alex Kershaw


Jacqui Kershaw

James O'Sullivan


Tom Evans


Claire Mogford


Dave Aylwood


Anne Whyte


Fred Zandona


Tia Richardson


Alix Lawson


Vicky Pinsent

I’m not sure what the end total was but I know it was over £2000 raised for Help for Heroes which is a great effort so thank you to all you donated.

Special thanks needs to go to Olly for his organization, Tia for coming along as a driver, and Woody for keeping us all in check and making sure we all got down the mountain. Legends.

Tommy and I are attempting a double event weekend this coming weekend an army test on Saturday 18th June and London to Brighton 19th June. Very exciting. 

We have also layed of the fundraising while we got into stride on our 30 challenges, but now we are approaching 10 events complete we’d like to remind you all the the One Foundation do fantastic work and are being supportive of us through this process. Please visit them at One Difference and see all the great work they are doing and then please visit our justgiving page at Donate to 30B430 anything at all is very much appreciated.

Event 7: We came, we saw, we Woolsacked!

It was a wet and windy day the last Bank holiday Monday in May, that took us to 
Gloucestershire for event 7! 

 
Tetbury to be precise, a small village north of Bath where once a roaring Wool 

trade ran!

This event was steeped in tradition! 400 or so years ago when the wool trade was 

rife, the young lads of the village would challenge each other to race from a pub 

at one end of the street 300 yds to another pub at the other end! The winner would 

get a date with a young lady of his choice. The race was also made harder by the 

woolsacks being 60lbs (27kgs) and the street being a 1 in 4 hill! (that's very steep).

  
Today the tradition is kept up, although the winner sadly no longer gets a date 

with the girl of his choice! People come from all corners to sample the market in 

the town and to line the pavement of said street and watch the days competitors 

struggle up the hill!

The band at the top of the hill

 After watching a few kids races in junior relays, sully and i were called to the 

start line! Not really sure what to expect we apprehensively made our way down 

the slope! On 3 the klaxon went and we were off pitted against a small Australian 

and a machine of a Welshman! Having said that it was fairly level pegging For the 

first 100 yds, but then the hill kicked in i started to drop back immediately but 

sully pushed on! As we got to 50 yds from the finish the Welshman bottled it and 

dropped his sack! Giving sully the chance to catch him and take second dipping 

at the line in an admirable 1:08! I then stumbled over in 4th with a 1:15!

relieved to have finished

You can watch a video of us too here: Woolsack Race Vid

A great event for number 7 and a great day i would recommend to anyone! 

Thanks to those who came to watch including my Dad and especially Mattress 

who tried to take part but was cruelly denied by some slight administration error! 

(blessing in disguise that Matthew!)

So onto event 8, the 3 peaks challenge! Bring It On!

 

Event 6: Ups and Downs MTB

So event 6 reared its early morning head this weekend, unfortunately for us it was early Saturday morning which resulted in both Tommy and I having to stick our fingers in our ears on Friday night and try not to hear all of the fun the rest of the nation was having on Pimms and champagne, courtesy of Wills and Kate. Begrudgingly, we did manage to stay away from parties despite numerous invitations, and arrived on time in Dorking for the 25 miles Ups and Downs Mountain Bike Challenge, run by the guys over at UK Cycling Events & Wiggle.

Our own personal fitness seemed to be in role reversal when compared with the Bath Half. I was feeling fine but Tommy had picked up a bit of a cold, not great as cycling up hills is not what Tommy’s like best.

After a very quick registration and chipping process, we jumped on our bikes, wheeled round to the start line, and after a very quick briefing, we were off. Not many of you will know Dorking but even I didn’t realise how stunning the place is, especially when blessed with some pretty fine weather. Our first hill was one of the worst as it took you up to the top which worried us both ‘surely it’s not doing to be like this for 25 miles!

Mercifully it wasn’t, the course had some long tough climbs but some fast long downhills too, technical in some places and beautiful in many. There was even a halfway point filling station, where the organisers had put on some flapjacks (of which I probably had one too many) and some energy drinks and so-on, over looked by some cows, seemingly eating their breakfast too.

Nice little break, Gooood Flapjacks!

COWS!

The second half of the ride was slightly easier than the first, although it did have the most brutal climb I have encountered on a bike, if anyone cycled up it consider my hat well and truly doffed! To put it in perspective, I had to stop 3 times up it, and I pushed my bike from the bottom!

Nice downhill section. Much fun!

Tommy was a little slower than me in this event which is understandable as he was not 100% and doesn’t have the benefit of being able to ride to work like I do, so after the first hour we’d parted. It only dawned on me while I was sat in the sun at the finish line with my free tea waiting for Tommy to finish, that I was carrying ALL of the puncture repair kit. This concern grew further as an hour ticked past and still no sign. My main concern wasn’t for T­­ommy so to speak, but the fact that had he not finished, by our rules, the event wouldn’t count!

Relaxing at the finish in my Red Socks.

Meanwhile Tommy had managed to get himself lost, missing a marker along the route and heading 2.5 miles in the wrong direction, down a rather nasty hill too.

Knowing nothing of Tommy’s added excursion, when Tommy rounded the corner just over an hour and half after me, it must have looked a little like the scene in Armageddon when the lost ship returns to the other crew-mates (only a little less epic). I was Happy that he’d made it and, and he was just happy it was over. Tommy finished in a respectable 04:43:35 and I managed it in 03:09:49 (had I not had that 4th flapjack it would have a been a gold time! Damn you flapjacks!)

Tommy rolling in!

 Tommy and I both have mixed opinions about this event. It was superbly run, I will certainly be doing more of them, as part of 30B430 or not. If you are interested in cycling, Road or MTB, then check out these guys at www.ukcyclingevents.com they don’t do much wrong. We will be doing the falling leaves event, so if you’re keen for a cycle in October sign up and we’ll see you there.

On a final note, for those of you that don't know I am attempting to win a spot on an epic adventure across Africa with Avis and Red Sock Friday. It's truly and once in a lifetime experience and although it won't count as one of our 30B430 events, it is still embracing the spirit of why we are doing this challenge, to experience things we wouldn't otherwise have done. I NEED VOTES. I am down to the last 8, and have entered a video. All 8 videos are being voted on, and the one with the most votes, wins! It's easy to vote, just sign up to www.redsockfriday.com, go to the Put Foot Rally Videos section on the right of the page and vote for my video 'SAVE ME FROM MY DESK', it's the multicoloured video with ANdrew O'Sullivan under it :). All votes will be much appreciated. THANK YOU!

Event 5: The Swimathon

Can’t really think of a witty headline for this blog so kept it simple. As some of you will have seen last week, Tommy and I took part in the Marie Curie Swimathon on Sunday. This is a great little event which involves participants attempting to swim a variety of distances, 1.5k, 2.5k or 5k. Tommy and I decided to go for the team 5k so the maths was simple, 100 lengths each, done.

As far as training went for this event, well lets just say it didn’t. Both Tommy and I used to swim a lot and were confident in being able to knock the lengths off no problems. However, having not swum a length in a fair few months this was probably a bit naïve but hey, makes it more of a challenge.

           

To be totally honest and uninteresting we both did pretty well, completing all 200 lengths in a little over 2 hours, no stopping, no resting, no drowning, very civilized. We collected our overly substantial medals and went on our merry way.

Ok so I know what you’re thinking, ‘there must have some bad bits’? If you remember back to our first event at the Santa fun run, I complained about the choice of sustenance supplied at the end of the race (who wants a mince pie after a run!??). This event was slightly better, granted, but I’d love to know the thinking behind offering us a cup of cordial that was so strong it made your eyes blur, and a fox’s glacier fruit sweet, which both made me feel rather ill. Another negative of the day was the waiting. Neither Tommy or I are particularly quick through the water, and sitting to count of each others lengths was pretty dull I have to say, just imagine counting to 100 in an hour!

Aside from those small things it was a good event. Tommy and I are both paying for our lack of training today as I can barely lift my arms my shoulders are so stiff and I understand Tommy is having similar repercussions. Another event down and we discovered another whilst we were at the swimming pool, more on that to follow.

I also must mention my late Nan, we were doing the Swimathon in her honor as she was an avid swimmer, and after a very fitting funeral for her on Friday, I’m sure this weekend she would have been very proud.

A bit of housekeeping. We have been neglecting the push of our sponsorship page. Even though this is a personal challenge for Tommy and I, we are raising money for children who are not as fortunate to spend their time on such petty adventures. The One Foundation do fantastic work in underprivileged communities in Africa, and any support you can give us will really help. We don’t expect people to sponsor us for every event, just the 30B430 as one big challenge. So whether you donate by taking part in an event, or through the justgiving site, it will all be much appreciated.

http://www.justgiving.com/30b430/

The show must go on.

So it feels like an age since posting. In fact it has been a whole month with no events. We were due to be taking part in an event 3 weeks ago but we did not compete as unfortunately, my Dad's Mum passed away the day before, so things were put on hold.

I thought I would just post a little update so everyone knows what we're up to.

Ramshackle Rally is on the verge of being booked with 5, hopefully 6 drivers taking part, very exciting. Olly is doing a grand job in sorting our mamouth 3 peaks challenge in June, we're really looking forward to that. and a few other bits and bobs have been organised. Surprisingly, the event that has taken most interest has been the crazy golf tournaments. We fear that the original plan of entering the British Masters may fall by the wayside, but there are many other tournaments, the world matchplay, for example that we can take part in so watch this space.

The next event is this coming Sunday 10th April and takes the form of the annual Marie Currie Swimathon. Tommy and I will be sharing the full 5k, swimming 2.5k each (100 lengths), at Pool in the Park in Woking. On a personal note my Nan was a very keen swimmer and up until her mid 80's she was still swimming 50 lengths in the local pool, pretty impressive. So for me,  this event will be in her memory.

This will mark us making it one sixth of the way to 30, representing event No.5. A long way to go yet and over the coming summer months the event frequency is going to really step up.

Anyway, that's where we are, will post again next week after the swim.

Event 4: A Well Run Bath‏

Challenge Number 4 saw us travel a little further afield this time, all the way down to Bath for their annual Half Marathon!

 

This one had a personal touch for me. Last year sadly a good friend of my family was taken from us due to Cancer. Nick Samuel was an avid runner and ran the Bath Half every year along with at least two full marathons and in his honour his lovely family had decided to set up 'Team Nick' and run the annual half marathon along with seeing how much they could raise for two of the charities that Nick supported. The Fashion & Textile Childrens Trust and Cancer Research UK. (including gift aid just over £9k was raised, so thank you to everyone who sponsored Team Nick)

 

Sully and I were a little late in signing up to the team, however luckily there were two drop outs and we were fortunate enough to take their place. So if you're looking for our times we were Sue Tilley and Emma Sandle. Around the 730 mark for fastest women!!!

 

The Race was set up as a couple of miles through Bath city centre then 2 laps of the outerskirts and finishing back where you started. According to the local news there were expected to be 15,000 competitors trudging the streets and what seemed like a similar number lining them to cheer on their friends and family.

 

I have to say that for me, and I think for Sully too, this was the most enjoyable event so far. The atmosphere of Team Nick and its supporters before, during and after the race was fantastic. Even the strangers in the crowd were cheering us along as if they knew us personally, although they did keep reading sully's name wrong. We had Sullys, Soooollys, a Scully and even a Someone, much to my amusement of course as no one got 'Tom' wrong!! The whole race atmosphere was great, so much so that we managed to have a couple of water fights on the way round! Im not sure anyone else found it as funny as we did, but for the record, Sully lost.

 

Needless to say we rounded the last corner and the crowd on the home straight cheered us on to up the pace and we completed the race in just under 1:53!

 

After the finish, rocking our Red socks!

 

 A massive congratulations goes out to every member of Team Nick for completing the Half Marathon, to name a few; Roy, for getting round despite having your knee strapped for most of the way. Tim, for being the fastest member of the Team, Georgia, Hannah, Mamuht, Grace and Harriot and of course to Helen. Well done everyone.

 

Roy, Georgia and Hannah from 'Team Nick'

 A Couple of Thank You's are in order as well:

 

Helen thank you for organising us all and your amazing hospitality

All the members of 'Team Nick' for putting in such a good effort

All our supporters on the side lines, who we knew and who we didnt, (including my Dad, who came all the way and only managed to see us run past him 800 metres from home)

Avril for the delicious chicken lakshna post race

and of course to Bill, for chopping 3 Onions. They made all the difference in the chicken Lakshna, and its people like that, going the extra mile, that really make these things happen.

 

Challenges are starting to come in fast now. Next up is a Orienteering Race on March 20th. keep your eyes on Facebook and Twitter for more information.

It's oh so quiet. Oh wait!

So I thought I would write another blog to keep everyone up to speed on what's going on in the world of 30b430. I am aware that we haven't blogged for a bit and didn't want people to think we had given up already!! Far from it.

As the vents build and build so does the organizing and the training, and the amount of hours in a day are fast becoming too few. The most exciting event that has been added and booked is the amazing Ramshackle Rally to Munich. We have been making a fair bit of noise about this over the twitter and Facebook but for those of you who have managed to miss these, let me explain.

This is a road trip of epic proportions. Teams of 3-5 will purchase a ca that was made in 1995 or before (N reg) for no more than £200. These teams will then decorate their cars and meet at the start line in Calais. From Calais the teams will then set off on a 5 day rally (not a race) which will take us across France, Switzerland, Italy, Austria, Slovenia and finally coming to a spluttering halt in Munich, Germany just in time for Oktoberfest. Along the way challenges will be set which need to be completed including finding and driving the famous Stelvio Pass.

The Stelvio Pass

 There is a lot of excitement in the camp about this one and expect the trip to be heavily documented. We will probably end up doing a daily diary blog for this one.

In other news Tommy and I have been training for the Bath Half Marathon which is taking place on the 6th or March, marking our next event.

Don't want to waffle too much here but do want to say some congratulations to John McInroy and his team for astonishingly qualifying for the Comrades Marathon in South Africa. For those of you who don't know what it is, look it up, it's insane. ShoOops!

Event 3: The HELLy Hansen Challenge

Tommy stepped up to the plate on this one and has written this report of the event. It's long but so was the event! hope you enjoy. Take it away Tommy!

And so to event number 3. The Helly Hansen Challenge and really the event that was the catalyst for the whole 30b430 adventure. Set down in Pirbright the challenge that laid before us was a 10k cross country run, 25k mountain bike and a 1k Kayak. This event unlike the previous was a team challenge, Team 30b430 was comprised of myself and Sully naturally and our good friend “Kersh” who came along for the ride. To make things interesting another good friend of ours Olly, entered a rival team. Team Macho Macho Macho!!!! Was to be made up of Olly, Ben and Wideboy and with that the challenge was set, losers buy dinner!

Upon arrival and not too dissimilar to the Brutal 10k it was freezing and staying in the car seemed like a much better option, however we had to register and make a few last minute alterations (more on these later) so we braved the cold.

Registration was right next to the finish line where trailplus had their signature finish of cargo-net followed by the infamous slippery wall! We also noticed several liters’ of vegetable hiding underneath the wall just to make it extra slippery!

Team 30B430, Before the Races

 After placing our bikes in the “transition zone” and a few last minute stretches it was time for the Elite group of runners which coincidentally Team Macho Macho Macho had confidently signed themselves up for, to gather at the start line. They had a brief explanation of the course and then they were off. This meant that it was our turn to linger around the start line! Now I should mention at this point that Team 30b430 were carrying injuries. Sully unfortunately had rolled his ankle in a hockey match the day before and I was carrying my long term torn hip cartilage injury, so to say that we were in tip top shape was off the mark. Nevertheless we put those minor setbacks aside and lined up!

Gathering at the start

 The brief description of the course from what we could hear (why these events don’t invest in megaphones is beyond us) was as such. Run, Bike, Run, Kayak, Run finishing with the mini assault course which included the slippery wall!

We set off into the woods amongst the crowds and finding space was difficult but soon the field thinned slightly and we could open up and attack the course at our pace. Almost as soon as that happened Sully rolled his ankle again! Amazingly like the Black knight from the Monty Python film, he carried on. ‘Tis but a scratch! We rounded the run quickly and began are assault on the rest of the field and of course, chasing Team Macho Macho Macho.

Tommy and Kersh in first transition

 Onto the bikes we transitioned quickly and headed out again! Sully and Kersh who cycle to work on a regular basis and me, who hasn’t really ridden a bike in about 4 or 5 years! After about 2k we realized that I wasn’t going to be able to keep up with them, potentially due to my lack of practice or more likely to do with those last minute alterations I had made! Having borrowed the bike from another friend (thank you Redders) I needed to lower the seat to accommodate my shorter legs and in doing this lowered it way to far, meaning that I had to cycle twice as hard to get the power needed! This strangely however may have strangely worked in our favour as although we lost time, all it meant was that I had to walk up the hills and that Sully and Kersh got a rest at the top of them!

We soldiered on and at the end of the first lap we had started to build our momentum, I had caught up with the rest of the team and we were flying through the steep downhill section. In fact it was so steep that at one point someone decided that they would stop immediately in front of Sully causing him to slam on the brakes and fly over the handle bars. However with expertise and grace he managed to go feet first and land on his feet! Which could only have been bettered if he had somersaulted too, either way Kersh and I gave it an 8 of aesthetic effect!

The second lap flew by and on our way back to transition we passed Team Macho Macho Macho coming the other way on their run to the kayak, not too far ahead of us but with a gained lead even from their head start! Spurring us on we quickly changed, grabbed a “gel bar” courtesy of Kersh which is supposed to blast energy into your fatigued muscles and that I can only describe as a melted calippo, we headed for the run to the kayak! Around half way to the run, marvelously my hip froze and I was reduced to walking while the other two ran on to set the kayak up!

Pushing on I caught up with the others at the water station by the kayaks and noticed that we had also caught the third team, not involved in the wager, but competing against us for glory and pride! This team “The Three Amigos” consisted of Sully’s brother and two of Olly’s friends from Hockey. Into the Kayaks we set off, synchronizing ourselves so that we had maximum power we started to tear up the field in front of us! Catching The Three Amigos as they struggled to co-ordinate themselves and constantly spinning we blazed past them!

Kersh using his nautical prowess and leading from the front.

 After the Kayak was the final run back to transition and the finish line! With The Three Amigos chasing us and us chasing Team Macho Macho Macho the race was on! With cramps setting in and muscles seizing we went passed one marshal asking how far to go, his response……errrr maybe 1k!!! Helpful! Either way we upped the pace to get away from the chasing pack and as we came to the final assault course we were told by our support (Zoe and Mattress) that team Macho Macho Macho had only just crossed the line! We hit the “ski’s” which were planks of wood with rope loops that you had to walk on as a team. Co-ordination and synchronization again fella’s outstanding as we charged the field in front of us while the onlookers tried to figure it out! Through the cargo net (which is harder than it looks on tv) and onto the slippery wall. We all attacked it and despite slipping somewhat managed to bundle ourselves over and a sprint across the line!

Blazing through the ski section.

emerging from the cargo net, before the slippery wall

Elated that we had finished such a challenge we grabbed our complimentary milkshakes patted each other on the back at the effort but convinced that although close Team Macho Macho Macho had walked away with the spoils! A quick check of the times located by the finish line we had completed the course in 2:46:28. Not a bad effort! Then out of the corner of his eye Sully saw Team Macho Macho Macho 2:46:50! We’d WON over nearly 3 hours of racing it came down to 22 seconds! Amazing!!

Muddy faced and tired after the finish.

 A thoroughly enjoyable challenge that I would recommend to anyone, its tough but rewarding and competed on a great day. Now on to challenge number 4: the Sidcup 10 Miler in February.

A big thank you to Zoe and El Mattador for coming a lot to support, and especially Matt for all the photography, it's really appreciated.

Oh and Team Macho Macho Macho, you owe us dinner!!

A Week in Progress

 So even though we have not taken part in an event in the last 2 weeks there has been a lot of work going into really getting the challenge motoring.

Firstly the blog site, although useful, we thought isn’t really going to cut it and so with some help from my brother and El Mattador we will soon be launching a dedicated website. On this we plan to not just have blogs but an interactive calendar, galleries, forums, and lots more. We’re also trying to make a system where people can sign up to join in with us which we are excited about.

As well as the site Tommy and I have been busy sourcing events and spending a fair bit of cash signing up to some. It is clear this whole challenge is going to be rather expensive but hey, it all goes towards charities so not all bad.

Some events of note that we have, or are going to enter, are the Bath Half marathon (which is in like 5 weeks!!!!), The Crazy Golf British Masters, Hellrider, South Downs Trail Ride, The Great South Run, The Great North Run, 3 Peaks Challenge, London to Brighton cycle, and a monster event called The Drambuie Challenge. The magnitude of what we are doing is slowly sinking in and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little nervous but that why they call it a ‘Challenge’. If it was going to be easy we would have called it the ‘30B430 Walk In The Park’! 

The stage for the Crazy Golf British Masters. Amazing!

 Anywho. One thing we have been focusing more on as we go through is ‘team’ events. We feel that these will make it easier for more people to get involved, which will make every event individual and special. We are recruiting heavily for lots of events, whether it be a ‘more the merrier’ approach, or if there are specific numbers needed. Go to our facebook page to register for now, or email me a sully@30B430Challenge.co.uk if you are interested in any events.

Training for the upcoming Helly Hansen Challenge on Sunday 30^th January is meandering along, if anyone wants to come and laugh at us then come along, it’s in Pirbright in Surrey, more details here http://www.trailplus.com/adventure-challenge-series.php.

There are so many other things going on with 30B430 but I don’t want to write an epic post, all I shall say is that there is so much more to come and so much to look forward to. The most exciting part for me is the involvement of other people, some have already shown a keen interest and I know we will get many more. If you want to get involved but don’t think you’re up to it, get in touch and I’m sure we can find an event for all standards.

Next up. The Helly Hanson Challenge.

There was method behind our madness in running the Brutal 10k last week. Not only was it ticking off another event of our journey but it was a little ploy to get some serious off-road practice in. The ‘Porridge Pot or Bust’ Helly Hanson Challenge is the next event in the calendar and is certainly going to be the toughest yet.

This challenge is set to be a riot as the event involves a 10k assault course, 25k trail mountain bike and a 1k canoe. What’s more, the entire event must be completed in a team of 3, and they don’t tell you the order of the three disciplines until the day.

Team 30B430 consists of Tommy and myself, naturally, and we have recruited Alex Kershaw (Kersh) to make our trio. A big thank you to Kersh for joining us, we couldn’t have recruited better.

To make it even more interesting and to add to the ever growing list of people getting involved with us, my esteemed housemate Oliver has thrown down the gauntlet and challenged us to a race. He his team, ‘Macho Macho Macho’ (and no that’s not a joke), consists of his honourable self, and two other great guys in Ben Lakin and Alex   Dulewicz (Wideboy). A very fit bunch indeed which is why Olly has registered his team in the front group of three, with the elite runners, ehem. Team 30B430 will be starting in the more conservative second wave, so we won’t know who has won until we have both finished, very exciting.

There is a small gentlemen’s wager of dinner at stake which will serve as incentive enough and anyone with nothing to do on Sunday 30^th January should come down and laugh at us, or cheer us on depending on which way you are inclined.

To get more of an idea of what the day holds go visit the site here http://www.trailplus.com/adventure-challenge-series.php

In other news I have run into an amazing site being run by an old buddy of mine John McInroy. Some of you will know John, some of you won’t but his site www.redsockfriday.com is spreading good vibes all round the world with a simple idea and is something that 30B430 can certainly relate to. 

 I was lucky enough to be his 1000^th member which is a great achievement for them and I will soon be red socking at many of our events. John has even mentioned possibly joining us for an event when he is over from his home in South Africa. Big shoOops to them. Go check them out and sign up.

Meanwhile, the search for events is still ongoing and our FB page is up to 44 followers. We want people to get involved with us so make sure you sign up to the page and the blog and we’ll keep in touch about what is happening next. http://www.facebook.com/pages/edit/?id=158069597573821&sk=market#!/pages/30b430/158069597573821

Event 2: The Brrrrrrrrutal 10k

3 days into 2011 and our final day of the long break from work, Tommy and I thought, ‘I know, let’s get up at the crack of dawn, drive down to an Army training base just south of Hindhead, and run something simply called ‘The Brutal 10k’!

Not sure what we were expecting here given the title, but funnily enough it was quite, well, brutal! We arrived at Longmoor around 8:45 to register. Registration was in a hall, a little like the one I remember scouts was held when I was a kid.

It was freezing. So after turning down the optional camo paint that was available, we spent the next hour sat in the car talking about how fit everyone looked and who we thought we could beat (namely one, slightly chubby lad, whom we both agreed would struggle). 10 minutes before the gun we decided we couldn't justify waiting anymore and left the warmth of the car to warm up, trying to look as 'I do this all the time' as possible.

We stretched as we watched the start of the ‘Canicross’ race. For those of you who know as much about canicross as we did before arriving, it is where runners strap their dog’s leads to a harness around their waist, and essentially get pulled around the course. Cheating we thought. Jealousy ensued.

Sully. Changing after finishing. Cold.

We were relatively happy at this stage aside from the cold, but the running would sort that. Until the organizer informed us that there were three lakes we needed to traverse as part of the run, but not to worry only one is over waist height! I was lucky, having opted for some running tights which helped, poor Tommy however was only in football shorts. If this wasn’t bad enough the organiser then added that they had been kind to us runners and broken the ice on our behalf!!!

Much like the Santa run, there was no gun as such but the man with the megaphone counted down from 3 and shouted go go go go, very military!

To cut a long story short the lakes were deep and properly cold, so cold that when I gracefully fell over in the first one, I managed to hold myself above water by grabbing onto the ice that hadn’t be broken yet. The hills were sandy, long and steep. One of which we had to climb up rather than run up.

Tommy, After finish. Colder.

The final kilometre or so they had seemingly just made a series of 15ft high hills out of purely sand which felt like running in treacle, bastards. And to add insult and realisation to our naive outlook on how well we would fair, only one of us managed to pip the chubby guy from the start to the finish line.

In summary, we ended up finishing somewhere in the middle to top of the bottom half, we put this down to there being very few people there, like us, who were stupid enough to just do something like this on a whim. It was physically gruelling but somehow a shed-load of fun. It was also good training for our next challenge on the 31^st January at the Helly Hanson Challenge. More on that to follow soon.

There is a video that the organizers put together. Fortunately for Tommy and I and unfortunately for you, we don't feature. I doesn't do the course justice so I have left it out but go find it if you so desire. (www.brutalrun.co.uk)