The Cheshire Cat (and dog) finish last....

Every family has a few traditions they follow each year.  Over the last few years since I started running, one tradition in our house remains strong.  Julie and the boys wave me off early on New Years Day as I make my way to Glenariff for Ballymena Runners Race Over The Glens.

Off I go armed with sandwiches to feed the hundreds of runners who also make this great race part of their new year routine.  Often I leave the start line with thoughts of setting a better time or beating a fellow runner to the finish line.  This 'scalping' of another runner especially a club mate allows for bragging rights until the next time at least.

This year I ran with probably my most loyal running companion, Max.  It may surprise you to know that Max is 56 years old, has white thick hair (all over), goes to the toilet outdoors and loves nothing better than sniffing lamposts.  This companion is my wee Westie dog, who knows the Glenariff course as well as most.

The intention was to hang near the back and then pick off some of the other runners who would tire in this stunning and surprisingly tough course.  The race started at noon and we set off on the downhill section.

Progress was slow and this was evidenced when both the paramedics who walk the course passed us both after 1.5 miles.  The sharp climb was next, bringing us both to the top of the Glen with views across to Scotland. 

The great thing about being held back by Max (who was out of shape a bit) is the people I met.  A couple of girls from one of NIs newest clubs Orangegrove AC.  They were both smiling broadly, an unusual reaction to this course and I was impressed by their festive cheer and enthusiasm.  At the half way point, I met Derek who does a wee bit of running mainly for charity.  He is involved with a charity in Ballymena helping those affected by addiction to gambling, alcohol, drugs etc.  It was evident that everyone runs for different reasons and that's what is great about this sport.

With just over a mile left progress was still a bit slow and we were coming down the last descent when Max made an unexpected detour (after Irish hares no doubt).  This meant that we were coming in last place, but as the snow began to fall and the finish line was near my thoughts turned to Narnia and the joy that it brings to those young children and their families dealing with cancer.

The finish line was manned by Dave, Tommy (awarded the MBE in this years honours list) and his wife Phylis.  These guys are real stalwarts of Athletics in NI and their dedication admirable.  A few wise cracks were made about drug testing as Max made another pit stop just before crossing the line.

Finishing last didn't matter, the smile on my face was broad.  Why?  My first event in 2012 was a super event with fantastic scenery and truly inspirational people.  1 down 39 to go.

Results - http://www.freewebs.com/raceovertheglens/Results/ROTG_2012.xls

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