Reccied on Saturday morning.

Made the dreadful mistake of having a few too many pints the night before in Castleton, and that made it really tough - one of the hardest runs I've done actually.

Was OK up to Mam Tor then it all just became hard work, sciatica kicked in, and the last third from Brown Knoll on was just murder: there was some pretty choice language coming out.

Went round with a couple of people who did the race last year and had pretty good memory of the route, so I was a bit lazy consulting the old map, and spent the second half putting all my energy into keeping going. We went wrong a little bit between Mam Tor and Brown Knoll where we followed the fence too far but other than that the best line seemed pretty obvious.

But it was a fine day, and it would be much less obvious in the mist I think - especially the latter section, post-Mam Tor.