Ramsbottom Summer Mile 2019

Ramsbottom Summer Mile 2019

What a night.
What an atmosphere.
A mile around Nuttall Park, against the clock.

Organised by willing volunteers, it was my first time at the Ramsbottom Summer Mile and I wasn’t sure what to expect.  The only thing I knew was that it was going to be good!  I was buzzing with excitement all day, a sense which was only heightened when I met fellow RRC member, Neil, on my way down to the park.  We fell into stride and ran the half-mile down to the start line together, chatting about the event and sharing our enthusiasm.

Keen to soak up the atmosphere, I crossed the park to the finish line.  I stayed to cheer the first four waves of runners before starting to warm up.

Ramsbottom Summer Mile Ali Crossing the finish line
RRC members Ali and Lee cross the finish of the Ramsbottom Summer Mile

With adrenaline flowing, I was ready.

After a countdown from ten, we were off.

I was determined to set off like a shot. After 200 metres I knew I was running well and at a good pace.  Comically, a picture taken just after the start shows me looking intently at my watch.  Worse than failing to run a sub-7 time would be the horror of running sub-7 without recording it.

Looking at my watch at the start of the Ramsbottom Summer Mile
If it’s not on Strava it didn’t happen!

A mile is an unforgiving distance to race, there’s no room for error or correction. I knew I had to go hard from the start.

After half a mile, I was up on my target but not by much.  A quick glance at my watch told me all I needed to know, I was getting slower.  My Garmin estimate flickered, edging closer to the dreaded 7:00 predicted finish mark.

But I hadn’t come this far to give up.
This was it.
This meant more.
A night with the best running club I’ve ever had chance to be a part of was the perfect opportunity to run a sub-7 mile and I was going to take it.
How much do you want it? When things get tough, do you want it enough?  The words from Scott Jurek’s North rang through my head.  Yes, it was uncomfortable but I was prepared for that.   My lungs and legs told me otherwise, but I was ready to fight against the urge to slow down.

In some ways, running a marathon felt easier than this. In a marathon there is time to think, plan and make up for lost time.  A mile is a different beast.  Too long to go all out.  Too short to hold back until later.  No room for error.

Gasping for breath, with a quarter of a mile to go I knew that a sub-7 mile was in reach if I could just hang on.  As I turned to cross the field, the sound of the band playing in the distance spurred me on to the finish.  A sub-7 mile might not be fast in the grand scheme of running but it meant something.  It seemed significant.

The photograph of me crossing the finishing line isn’t pretty, finishing line photos never are but it is one that I will remember fondly.

Ramsbottom Summer Mile Finishing Line

As my watch bleeped, I looked down to see a time of 06:46.  Result!

With my race done, I turned my attention to the runners yet to start and to the hive of other activities taking place in the park.  A pop-up bar served welcome pints of Ramsbottom Summer Mile ale brewed specially for the occasion.

Mr Wilson’s Second Liners created a buzz and could be heard from the perimeter of the park, entertaining spectators and spurring runners on alike.  Their music provided the perfect backdrop for the camaraderie and celebrations taking place.

Mr Wilson's Second Liners

Without a doubt, Ramsbottom Summer Mile exceeded my expectations and as I gathered in to listen to the post-race speeches and see the raffle, I was filled with a sense of satisfaction.  Surrounded by fellow club mates from RRC, I was proud to be a part of a fantastic event.

And so I headed home, with memories of a fantastic evening, a cowbell and a beer.

Ramsbottom Summer Mile Goodies

I’d call that a success!

With thanks to Ali McKittrick and the members of Ramsbottom Running Club for the photographs used in this post!

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