Run round an actual vehicle race course? Yeah I’m up for that! The Carnegie Harriers do an annul event which is roughly a 3.9 mile run round the Knockhill Racing Circuit – sounds awesome, so I signed up. Plus last year the medal was an actual toy car, what’s not to love?
Still feeling broken from the Perth Half it wasn’t exactly great timing plus I am fighting the need to go and get my hip seen to but I was running this one way or another. I resolved myself to the fact it would be more a fun run then a push, and with a marathon coming up I thought that would be fine.
There are a couple of people at work who are keen racing car people (I don’t know what you call them? Racer fans? Fast car fanatics?) so I asked them what the course was like presuming it would naturally look like the ones on the telly which are all perfect tarmac, flat as a pancake and round. No Ella, no. It isn’t Brands Hatch or Silverstone, this is Perth. It is a race track but it’s not round. Ah well, should still be fine. Tarmac and flat with some corners, no worries.
Joe and 2 out of 3 kids came along – purely because I would have gotten lost otherwise. There was no way I was finding this place by myself lets be honest here. As soon as someone even tries to tell me a place is well sign posted I smell b@llsh!t. There isn’t a place in the world that is! Besides, it was pretty cool for the kids to come along to this one anyway. (Did I mention it was a race track?).
Standing in the queue for the toilets and the usual chit chat occurs. Have you done this race before? Me – No but it looks pretty cool, what’s not to like. Other – 3 laps with that hill is a killer though.
‘I know, I felt a bit stupid when my friend pointed out it’s called Knock HILL, as in it’s built on a hill. At least it’s less than 4 miles’.
I genuinely felt the light bulb turn on in my own head at this point.
Why did I not click?!? Why did I think it was flat? But more importantly – who builds a race track that isn’t flat?!?
I spent the next 20 minutes amazed at my own stupidity – but also freezing. It was windy, and cold. Not the best combination. Not on a non flat route.
Pre-race photo done and it was off to the start line. There were quite a few of us Road Runners so there were green vests a plenty. Knowing my hip wasn’t really up for this I didn’t do my usual ‘pick someone and try to beat them’. I just settled in to the run. It was a very slight uphill at first and then we went down, before climbing up.
Genuine question though – how do you race a car round that? You would have to change gears so many times! My trusty family people carrier would struggle to go down the hill never mind back up it. I can truly picture having to get everyone out to push it. Ten Ton Bessie would not enjoy being driven round that course let me tell you that. She would dig her heels in and grind to a halt (although that’s pretty much what she does right now anyway, she’s a moody cow, wonder if it’s the menopause. Hmm, my car has the caropause?).
Anyway, back to the race. Now I’m ‘mentioning’ (*cough complaining!) about this non flat route but Stewart – another road runner – was pushing a buggy round this! It may be a specifically designed running buggy but it is still a buggy with a 4 year old child in it! She was having a whale of a time with the wind in her hair
though and her mum was running too.
Oh and yes – he beat me. Man who runs with buggy beat me. Ah well.
Now, during this run, my hip was, as predicted, annoying me. At the moment it feels like I am dragging my entire left side as I run. I should go and get it seen to but I am going through the ‘ignore it and see if it goes away’ phase. Plus we have a stupendous amount of things going on in September that I am trying to save money where I can. However. I also know what will happen if I don’t go and get tortured up and if that happens and I can barely lift my leg off the ground, well, I won’t be able to run. So yeah, I guess I better go.
So in my head I am running round this track, left side being dragged along from top to bottom, wondering if there is a way I can crack my own back without breaking it and re-aligning my spine etc when I go past my kids at the side shouting and waving.
‘Mum, keep going you’ll win’.
Cutest. Thing. Ever.
I had no chance – or desire – to win, but it was very cute. The rest of the race was spent wondering what trainers to buy him for just 2 weeks time when he can go to Junior Parkrun! And also, how long before he is beating me in a race….
The spread afterwards was phenomenal and I got a much needed cup of tea. Joe went back to the car with the youngest but my daughter pinched a cake or two. Her justification? She ran with me a little bit at the end of the first lap (a bit too windy after that she said ha ha). Unfortunately there was no car medal this year, I imagine down to cost as they couldn’t have been that cheap to purchase. A great race though and one I am glad to have ticked off.
And even though it’s not really the same as the ones on the telly, it is to me – so yes, I can now say I have ran round a racing circuit.