It seems daft that I have lived less than a mile from one of the region’s biggest running club summer races for nearly 10 years and have not managed till now to run at the Shugborough Relays. In it’s 22nd year (we know this because Walton Chaser Andy Yeates is one of the very few who have done all of them) the race consists of teams of 4 runners in various age, gender, mixed and junior classes running a 2 mile circuit after a mass start round the picturesque grounds of the Shugborough estate. With the cream of Staffordshire’s running clubs turning out their best teams this race is very coveted and the two mile circuit is regularly completed in less than 10 mins by the top runners.
This year Walton Chasers managed 4 teams which again shows how well the current club development strategy is working at bringing in new blood. I was running last leg for the Chasers men’s open team with stalwart Iain Stamp on first leg in the frantic sprint off the line, newcomer Matt on second and junior (15) Sam Musters on leg three.
The Stafford Harriers organisation was first class, well I suppose the format has had 22 years to get right, with a great atmosphere, club feather flags flying and a rainbow of coloured club kit on show.
From the gun Iain settled into a steady pace in about 30th position and came through strongly to hand over to Matt. He showed his class and put in a great time before the feisty teenager Sam took over and showed a few older runners a clean pair of heels (I wonder if he beat his Dads time).
I started on last lap on my own, but by this time quickly hovering up 2nd and 3rd leg runners that we were starting to lap. This gave a great feeling as I surged through the slower runners. As I crossed the railway bridge near White Barn Farm I was aware suddenly of heavy breathing coming up behind. I increased pace a little more. By the time we turned into the woods the breathing was on top of me again and it sounded very female. Right then, no girl is going to beat me. Up the pace again and I managed to pull a few metres clear down through the woods but there she was again, faster and faster we went continually catching and overtaking slower runners.
As we exited the woods she came right up on my shoulder and I (probably a little condescendingly I feel looking back but at the time I was genuinely impressed) said ‘go on girl’. 30 secs later as we slowly climbed into the wind she kicked away and dropped 5 metres on me. Nothing I could do would reel her back in. As I neared the final lap of the finish field at about 2/3rds distance I backed off a little as I was in danger of blowing up. I cruised a little to recover and then had one more go at getting her on the line as we turned for home, with shouts from team mates that rivals Stafford Tri were reeling me in. My max HR of 194 showed I couldn’t have done anymore, but it was no good she beat me good and proper, a great run. There is no way I would have run that fast if she was not there.
The last time I ran anywhere was a day of orienteering in late May, the time before that Easter, so I rode home the long way via Great Heywood over the Essex bridge getting a good warm down so as not to regret the race for the next week, very happy with my performance just wondering if I managed to sub 6 min mile.
The Shugborough relays will now form part of my yearly race calendar as it was a thoroughly enjoyable race. The other chasers teams did well in their various categories and there was some good club bonding going on. (oh and did I mention I think we beat Stafford Tri !!!)
No official results up yet










The next climb took me up to Sir Tatton Sykes’s Monument, a spire visible even from the start , some 6 km away. At this point after hoovering up the centre of the map it was decision time. It was obvious that clearing even most of the controls was not possible, so riding up to 23 I did some maths and worked out the best route home via the most points. As I returned back from the in/out to number 25 I realised I was going to be on mission to get back in 3 hours so really started to ride hard. Luckily the drop down the bridleway from 9 was a good track, as was the one in the bottom of the valley. 

